SALVATION


My eyes are lost in the lanes of reveries,
Hidden somewhere in the dust of memories,
The tear drops in my eyes trapped,
Like the pebbles they hurt,
Some trickle and in the eyelids get entangled,
My dreams within them lay strangled,
Some memories mix with the tears
And fill up all space like mortar,
Cutting like the scarper,
My eyes bleeding murky water.



I tried running away from the memories,
The painful remembrances and the miseries,
From his thoughts I was trying to flee,
They kept on coming back to me,
My heart was deceiving 
Continuously calling
Out to him,
All by itself in its whim,
Although he twitched and jerked,  
The calls he mocked and jeered.



I go through his writings,
Once they brought happy tidings
My fingers touch the words,
They stab and cut like the sharp swords,
Fingers hurt,the heart bleeds,
As his letters my eyes read,
They wait and stop at each word,
As they get murky and blurred,
A thunder within me stirs
As my heart on the words slurs.



Will I get to speak to him?
Will I ever again see him?
My lips speak to so many;
But the mind does not interact with any,
It is he who rules all over,
Making my thoughts slow down and falter,
My feelings all numb,
My emotions turned dumb,
Everything pauses and flounders,
All under his effect,'he' the downer.



My travails seem to continue since centuries,
Imprisoned since ages in the penitentiary,
Waiting to meet him in vain,
Much like the waves,in pain,
Who keep coming to meet the shore,
Knowing well they will unite no more,
My eyes too wait looking for him,
Dimming and hurting like cataract to the brim,
Still till death waiting in expectation,
A glimpse of him will get them salvation.

©Madhumita