Sunday, June 25, 2006

She woke up with a start.
The same dream once again..
Something was not right.
Sanity had long fled her thoughts.
But the night, it was long and dark..
Melancholy strains filtered though
Sad, lonely, depressing
A solitary light in the distance
Beckoned her forward
An eerie feeling surrounded her
Where had all the love gone
And left a dull ache in its wake
She slowly reached out for the light
Fumbling, stuttering but steadfast
And the light extinguished.
The all pervading darkness
Was much like her life
She looked back for a moment
The same room, the same bed..
An upturned bottle of sleeping pills
Clutched in an outstretched arm
The only aberration
The shattered dreams
The agonising heartbreaks
Invisible
Just like herself
Now

2 Comments:

At 11:05 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

baap re..
deep dark stuff eh?
i am scared already..something wrong??

 
At 3:35 PM, Blogger S. said...

seems like Mumbai got to u,eh?

but what i still can't understand is was it the stay in Mumbai or the after effects of looong and silly (shudn't pass these comments..not experienced them first hand!) night-outs as a core team member that compeled u to write this poem of yours...

sleeping pills??..i mean."HELLOOO!!!"..did anybody not tell u that u might be setting a bad example to the little ones who read your blogs??

:)

thats it... "i want my mommy!!...oooaaannnn!!"

it was a while since i had gone thru your blog..but as i can see..ms. fuel has made some considerable progress in the field of writing..and photography as it seems.

chalo then..it was nice reading your blogs..bbye!!

 

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