The moon has taken its leave from the sky
nor could the stars be seen to accompany
The pitch dark night is draped in the black,
a deafening silence
a thumping heartbeat
and a hollow soul,
where a memory cherished
turned into a breathless shadow
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
Don’t you fret, for I’m here
And I’ll always be here,
to let you know, that you’re loved
showing how my world revolves around
the fulcrum, that you are
Yes, I will be here
for you to know, that
no matter the burden
big or small,
you’ll always find me right beside you
walking together, even when the path is
brutal, and life throws vexed questions.
and when the nights get longer
and the darkness surrounds you,
when the sleep, deceives you
rendering restlessness and anxiety
i’ll be right there to hold you
to sing you to sleep
and comfort you, with my embrace
telling you how, we will get through it
For the pain and agony
just like the smile and laughter
remember we are shared partners
through the thick and through the thin
and in sickness and in health,
for my weary mind, never leaves your side
even when distance puts us aside
you don’t have to be alone,
cause I’d always stretch my hand
for you to hold it, for there is nothing
in the world that will change the fact
that for you,
i’ll travel every hard and aching mile, and
the fire of love isn’t ever gonna burn and fade
So just leave your pain and worry aside
hold me tight,
cause I’m never gonna leave your side
holding you till the sun shine brights
from near, or from far I’ll be there
to look for the thoughts in which you are.
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
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When the darkness envelopes the sky,
and the quiet surrounds the night,
her empty eyes look down into the abyss,
trying to start a conversation,
rather it converts into a monologue,
where the abyss just stares right back at her,
through her eyes to her bruised soul,
uttering not a word, just giving a blank stare,
as if taunting her,
where she keeps on questioning,
Will this ever end?
The pain of not seeing him,
Will this ever end?
The suffering, the agony of this distance,
Will this ever end?
The loneliness, the numbness,
leaving her asphyxiated.
Will this ever end?
she keeps on beseeching,
in hope of some relief,
yet, the blank stare of the abyss,
all she is graced with instead.
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
Photo by Riccardo Mion on Unsplash
Falling hard on the ground,
shattered is the word,
used to describe,
what heart feels,
breaking into pieces,
leaving the edges jagged,
enough to bleed out,
and sometimes you feel
its better to leave those pieces
fallen, just as they are
rather picking them up
trying to put them together
where they belong,
cause even if the shape
forms perfect
the heart still be broken !
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
Photo by Ryan Rush on Unsplash
Certain days and certain nights,
more gruelling for the heart,
than others.
this unnerving void,
the excruciating pain,
just like, a knife twisted in the gut
the depth of which,
becoming inconceivable, to decipher.
Words failing, to fill the emptiness,
The feeling of numbness,
taking over the sensations in the body.
Paralysed in the midst of an abyss,
the soul drowning,
in the darkness of a closed box,
containing the broken pieces of,
all the hopes and dreams,
which once were pretext of,
a lively existence,
that, now are reduced to,
mere memories, that ain’t
soothes the pain no more,
rather dives the self into,
the land of nothingness.
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
Photo by Roksolana Zasiadko on Unsplash
Pain is symphony
played in the darkest of hours
in your heart
silently.
refusing to show,
its real face in crowds
It knows, they won’t understand,
and what remains misunderstood,
remains unaccepted
that leaves the heart vulnerable,
at their mercy
And that, is the horrifying reality.
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
It is so strange that the root of every conflict which is suppressing humanity, denying individuals the basic human rights, had always been very simple, rather complex; ANGER.
It’s this anger that forces the oppressor to oppress, and just because they believe they can. Every other attribute- need for power, pleasure, status, greatness, honour, or whatever that it is in their head follows, they become the secondary reasons. It’s the anger that drives them. It overpowers their sane side of the mind, making them its prisoner.
And then, they become the possessed ones at the mercy of their uncontrollable anger, making them wish to hurt and oppress; loved ones or not, just become irrelevant.
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
It’s so remarkably strange, that one stands tall, iron willed in the gravest moments of pain and adversities, difficult and unhappy times. But then, something happens; words of hope are spoken, or you read a letter someone wrote to you in happy times, or you revisit the memories of good times, or maybe meeting someone who finally understands you, or make you feel ‘not alone’. And in that moment everything collapse, the floodgates open, the disguise of iron will just disappears.
Because, its kindness and empathy, that makes the iron melt, not brutality and force
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
Here I am, yet again, standing at the crossroads.
And this time, its difficult than ever before to make a decision.
A decision where its righteousness or it being unjust is almost impossible to fathom.
Its about choosing your happiness over your family’s or vice versa.
Either way, I’m the one attributed with selfishness.
Yes, I might be selfish or selfless, who knows.
All I possibly seem to know is that, I might have had self-doubts many times before this moment,
But, the moment when someone as near as one of your parent passes a verdict,
Of you being undeserving of happiness, love and joy, you actually seem to believe in those words.
That is the moment when all you can see is darkness.
A moment when pain becomes impossible to bear to an extent that numbness starts replacing that pain.
That is the moment which is probably your lowest.
And yes, that is the moment after which getting up seems unattainable.
-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE
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