Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A Season of Memories

Arindam Moulick, EzineArticles Basic PLUS Author
Arindam Moulick
More than anything else
I know what it means:
The loss, the loneliness
In my heart
Bursting at the seams.

No longer there…no more.
Yet, so much to tell you.
Some words will remain
Will be forever due.

Love was a magical thing.
It kept me going strong.
Not one but many moments
Spent with you
Somehow been throbbing along.

Days were weaving their lights,
Nights were pounding the skies.
As usual, everything was shrouded
In its own life.
Unhelpingly dumb.
A world full of true lies!

So tell me what went wrong
That seems to have
Hurt you and me.
But did not seem to
Have held it long.

Every heartbeat
Repels from one another now
As I seem to feel
That each night spawns
A vacant darkness, and how!

Those days of a beautiful season
Never will get resurrected.
Those were the times
When we lived life and dated.

If there is one thing
I will keep of you,
It will be your memory
And a hope to renew.

If we happen to meet each other
Someday,
Somewhere again.
Maybe, God will smile at us
Then bring us together
Under His blessed falling rain.

Take me back in time
When I was lonely and confused
Take me there…
Where things kept me
Though hardly ever amused…
But when you entered my life
Days and nights just rolled by.
And I hardly could ever
Keep me awake from
Such a sweet sweet lullaby.

Time kept passing by,
I thought it would heal away.
But those moments
Have only deepened your memory
In my mind.
And I can’t seem to erase them
Even if I should try.

And it seemed as though
I never missed anything before.
Maybe then I could afford
To forget you -
Like we never really met.
Then there would have been
Just no reason to feel this.
Even to hook onto it, or fret!

There is yet a lone
Bit of a feeling left -
Something that refuses to die.
To keep it away from you
How do I then make it worth?
To give you a lie!

I never had a dream come true,
But until the day.
I was best with you.
There is one though
Which often comes by;
That is of our memory
Which pushes me to cry.

Trust: I always had in you.
I can’t drop it away.
I could make a new world
For you,
If only you would
Come and stay.

But your reason
Will carry on with me
Like an eternal song is sung
From a nostalgic strand.

You were the only one.
I wanted you in my life
As I seem to understand.
What remains today
Is what we must think
We need to understand.
During those days
The odds stood unforgivably high
On each and every inch
Of our dearly beloved land.

We couldn’t hold together
Our hands for long.
Maybe we did try
In our best ways…
Gone wrong.
We imagined bringing about
A stream of hopeful days.
But then we unknowingly
Kept going with our
Fragile and clear repulses.

Now and forever,
I promise this to you
I shall always be there
Waiting for you.
No matter what
And where I stand,
Whatever I do,
Where ever I go…
This I trust you understand
As I need to tell you so.

All this one day
Would come to an end.
Maybe then this world
Would come a full circle.
Or maybe never,
For it may be just left
With many of its wild things
For each one of you
To help mend!

The day when your memory
Finds me gone:
That day I will know
That I had spent my life
Finding for your hope
To keep me going on.

By Arindam Moulick
- Written on 12 Nov. 2001

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