Someday

Someday it will rain,
forcing this pain- all down the little nooks and drains,
split it to infinite drops that can not be put back.

Someday there will be light,
shining on my darkest dreams.
These tears will catch fire and crumble
and fierce winds will blow them away- from my sight .

Somewhere in the world
I will find a place,
that will deliver me to peace.
I will be untouched
 by your cold indifference.

 someday I will be lost,
amidst the echoes of this silence
these that reverb across a million miles
and it wouldn't matter to you
that i am gone!

Passion

What seemingly is my life
is an utter mess
without you.
My essence, and very existence,
-how could anything be,
without you.
How each moment, and
every little breath
as if intoxicated,
heave of you.
My strife- against this world,
my passion, and the pain I bear
belong to you;
This thirst can quench
solely by you.
My every thought
is of you.
Every moment, and
every little breath
as though addicted
heave of you.
Am I anything but you?

yesterday's ghosts

Lores spoken in whimsical prairies

by the dark cold walls in fragrant breaths

of incandescent thoughts sifting thin air

clenching at souls that remained

with will of stone, penance for curse of death

they swept through cadavers empty and abysses alike

wishing for just a minuscule of time

to at-least once feel, as they did before.