Moment of truth
This conversation we began
I know not where 'd we start
Threads of thought forked in-numerous
Broke down walls
And we talked.
And we talked.
Through evenings and nights and hours unheard
Through tears and anger and ecstasies untold
'Til now that we stand in this net
And wherever I see,
Are tracks of our footsteps
I cant imagine how I travelled alone.
The footsteps are etched,
As tough carved in stone.
They reassure and yet, terrify
For I fear, the winds I once loved
Could erase our marks forever.
Or that you might walk away
And leave my heart severed
We've morphed our likes
To suit one another
And now they are so changed,
Even wanting we can not avert
Alas my friend,
It is the moment of truth
And I have to ask,
Shall we trudge snow and sand
And climb and fall together ?
Or shall you now let go,
And into this earth
Should I disappear ?
- Sanket
6 comments:
Stop writing poems. Start writing prose.
Please?
your latest poem touched many chords - the whole of it, not just parts like in the past. just write like this from now on. This is what you really were meant to be... melya.
Great poem.
Alas my friend,
It is the moment of truth
And I have to ask,
Shall we trudge snow and sand
And climb and fall together.....
I wonder that even today for my EX..!!!! Beautiful...
Nice !
Avya
Too many emotions, woven interestingly. I liked it. Thanks for sharing.
Cheers..!
Isha
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