Stagnant...

When colours fade away...

Like the sound of a horse's gallop...

Distant... invisible... inaudible.

I hear you still

Inside my heart

As my own heartbeat.

But you want to leave...

Like the breath that leaves

My heart and vanishes in thin air.

And so I open up my hands

To let your fingers slip away...

Stagnant water I am...

And you a ship. 

And...

I cannot be your harbour.



(C) Ravinder Kaur 

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Goodbye...

 

Why do I feel...

Am gonna miss You much?

May be am in trance...

With your words.

Some shinning stars in eyes...

Across the windows.

I see you...

In my own shadows.

The bleak, the sleek;

The incomplete.

Thoughts often ride...

Never on seats.

Take my word...

I'll surely miss you.

May be you won't ever know...

And I won't ever show...

Don't take my name...

Like that...In one breath.

I'll lose my every breath...

Each passing moment.

Trembles my heart...

Whenever your thoughts sweep.

Deep into my mind...

My thoughts weep.

Close by,

Another voice echoes...

Don't forget...there's someone,

Waiting in meadows.

Hold my hand...

Just before I lie.

May be my dreams would sigh...

When I die.

Turned upside down...

My world ruins every time.

Whenever...

You wave me that...

Goodbye.

                                                                    
                                  (c)Ravinder Kaur
                                       13-09-2016

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I'll be gone...

I'll be gone....

I
am leaving today...

May
be this was due someday...

But
I think that day is today...

Some
barriers crossed...

Some
I lost to...

My
legs aching now...

My
ink drying now...

Mind
is nearing an ending fence...

To
cross it and I'll meet my end...

This
journey would end this way...

I
didn't know but it has to today...

I'll
spend this very breath...

All
alone, going insane...

Keeping
myself isolated from all...

I'll
build a very very tall wall...

No
one shall enter...

And
I won't escape...

Would
keep myself buried, misplaced...

In
a place where I know no one...

And
no one reaches me...

An
end in seclusion...

To
myself and only me...

Only
the wind would carry me...

Moistly
and silently...

Till
you read me....

I'll
be gone...

Ravinder
Kaur

(c)25th
Jan.2016

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source: annarmorgan.com