In the wake of twilight, When memories stir you
Unwrap the book of a soul, A sketch have been carved
Unravel a chronicle of its painter, Hidden in the canvas
Moments of lonely summer days, tumultuous rainy evenings
Craving for someone to hold, in freezing winter nights
Etched in the canvas, She painted it with words
Distance would be crossed, separated by life and death
Caress the words, You will feel her pounding heart
Smell the pages, Breathe in her feelings
Lifetime she has woven, It’s her mirror image
You will understand her, Love her more than you did
She sketched it for you, It had always been only for you
If smile brightens your eyes, It’s her smile for you
If it saddens, remember it would be only her sadness
Tears smudged in words, The ones she couldn’t hold
Her soul thrives in her memorabilia, Kept hidden in her
lifetime
If you see her spirit between the lines, She will rest in
peace
Wrap the chronicle as the twilight sleeps, Rest embracing
her memories
Loved it....beautifully written...its just beautiful...no words :)
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year and hope you have a great one :)
I missed you a lot Lilangel <3
ReplyDeleteThanks a ton...Happy Happy New Year to you Too..Keep Smiling :)
Smell the pages, breathe in her feelings...lovely lines doc.
ReplyDeletei kept reading this para again and again
ReplyDelete"If smile brightens your eyes, It’s her smile for you
If it saddens, remember it would be only her sadness
Tears smudged in words, The ones she couldn’t hold"
I so loved these lines, they are simply beautiful ...
The poem on the whole, needless to say is lovely as always ....
Hmmm...
ReplyDeleteits always someone, or something. we tend to put in the feelings into what we know the best...paint the words on the canvas of life, for all it may be just random, but the one know reads, will see through it...
Regards,
Eon..
We strive for something we like. Cry for it if it's lost.
ReplyDeleteConnection is eerie, feelings are peculiar.
This is what we are.
Love the art, not the artist.
ReplyDeleteSo much as we try to deny it, some pages with lives inked on them just make us fall in love with the one who wrote them, or the personification is so profound that we are made to believe that they exist even now.
Nice post.
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
That was awesome dear....beautifully written
ReplyDeleteAwww...I know I have been catching up on reading now :)
ReplyDeleteawww..this is beautiful ..If smile brightens your eyes, It’s her smile for you
ReplyDeleteIf it saddens, remember it would be only her sadness
Tears smudged in words, The ones she couldn’t hold
Missed your wordssssssssss :)
The ink says more that words could ever tell...
ReplyDeleteFeelings wrapped in emotions..
Cries and tears that were least expected..
All in one leave me speechless !
Beautiful post..and why the dark template..doesn't really suit you!
Take Care
@Alka
ReplyDeleteThank you so much :D
@Tinu
Hey! I can really catch your fav lines ;)
Thank you :)
@Eon
ReplyDeleteI have a doubt when you say the one who reads will see through it. I am not nurturing any expectations on that.
So just to satisfy myself that it will someday, have penned down.
@Prateek
Your comment, simply amazing. Loved it. Thank you :)
@Anshul
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
Hope the personification here is profound for it to be alive forever.
@Valli
Thanks gal:)
@Lilangel
No problemo dear :)
@My sweet Little friend
ReplyDeleteAm I not glad to see you! <3
Thank you for lovely comment as you are ;)
@Fatima
WOW! Thank you so much for that.. :)
About the dark template, hmm..I want it to be for sometime ;)
Peaceful, this is what I felt after reading this one.
ReplyDelete'Her soul thrives in her memorabilia'
very Touching! :-)
The not so friendly to me,'Peace' shook hands with me after I wrote it.
ReplyDeleteThank you :)
I can't actually pinpoint how I feel. And that is a good thing. It means something untouched has been touched. And something has been revealed. What exactly, I can't say.
ReplyDeleteEvery stanza is dipped with words which have been chosen with precision. More importantly, every verse is complete in itself. It does not need the support of words before and after to make meaning. And the complete chronicle is more than the sum of its parts. Much much more!!
Great Going Doctor.. :-)
That was absolutely BEAUTIFUL! I would spoil it by trying to say more and after reading Kunal's comment ~ WoW! It doesn't get better than that! The image is gorgeous too.
ReplyDeleteYour blog had another 'facelift' :D Looks nice but the previous one was easier on my astigmatism *pout* :P
@Kunal
ReplyDeleteThank you once again :)
@Princesa Fiona
WHOA!! LOL... I don't want to worsen your astigmatism :P Have changed it :)
Thanks a lot..The image is one of my fav :D
Beautifully worded!!
ReplyDeleteP.S Dropped by from Kunal's blog.
LoL!! My eyes thank you!!! :-) Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteSo Beautiful....If you see her spirit between the lines, She will rest in peace...that is the hope of all of us that write.
ReplyDeleteWhat can I possibly say that I havent said before....I see you in your words ...
ReplyDeleteExtremely Beautiful lines:
"In the wake of twilight, When memories stir you
Unwrap the book of a soul, A sketch have been carved
Unravel a chronicle of its painter, Hidden in the canvas"
Applauds!!!
Ritz..
oh... reminds me of a painting i once made for someone... and i dont think ever shall i be able to put together those colors, brushes and strokes.........
ReplyDeletean art says a lot about the artist only if we could look close and right...a beautiful poem on the whole but this verse was like 'this was it'...If smile brightens your eyes, It’s her smile for you
ReplyDeleteIf it saddens, remember it would be only her sadness
Tears smudged in words, The ones she couldn’t hold...lovely write...:)
How could I miss out on this one! Its beautifully penned. I can't say much, 'cause sometimes that's the way I actually feel :) :)
ReplyDelete@Ria
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot :)
@Fiona
Pleasure :)
@Susie
Thank you :D
@Ritz
You always make me speechless with your words. Thank you so very much :)
@Beyond The Dream
Wish those colors again come alive. I hope it will :)
Why don't you hold the brush to paint the canvas again, this time for yourself?
@vaisakhi
A good perception to appreciate the art. Thanks a lot :)
@Tanvi
Then I am most glad and honored :)
Thank you.