For all that was and never will be
For all self immolated dreams
For all those moments of a joy so pure
For all their memories which haunt
For all that could but never would be
A few words are all that are penned
With a string of letters
Meaningful yet meaningless
A one sided conversation i carry on
Unreal desires tempt me to involve you
Unable to discard them,
My scarred remains i look at
and easily hold, emotions at bay,
For new scars want i not..
Words that effortlessly inject, poison into the soul
Better left unprovoked.
The mind questions a tired heart..
What are words to a ear that cannot hear?
What are tears to a heart that cant feel?
A lonesome song escapes my lips
Here i stand,torn between two hopes
One, praying for a solitary note
to reach you someday
But.. Is it pity I want?
Will the pity last
when life throws curved balls?
A stronger hope,wishing you'd come
without knowing i implore
to claim what is yours now
before it is too late
for tomorrow it might cease to be
Or maybe, it will always remain
a valueless valuable