Tuesday, December 31, 2013

A day when everything changes...

A house of cards has fallen through,
The waves break bad, crushing everything new,
A silhouette of remorse walks the face of the earth,
A silhouette of flesh and blood... Of flesh and blood alone.

On a day that changed the lives,
Of those who didn't belong on earth,
Of those who were a perfect match,
Of those who were like blood and veins.

A few simple words, were all those were,
A few simple words, were all those were,
That marked the beginning of a new journey,
That marked the halt of the new journey.

And just like that, the pandora's box of emotions,
That everyone yearns to experience,
Became a fleeting journey of life,
That awarded an emotion for a lifetime.

Precious is what precious is,
Be it a book, a card, a person,
Treasure is what precious is,
Be it a memory, a talk, a voice, a chuckle.

What's etched on the beating organ,
Is etched on the rest of the soul,
What flows through the veins,
Is what keeps the beating organ alive.

But what is a cold body without its 'shadow'?
Who will fill the void inside but the shadow?
A caged soul, a caged heart, a body dimishing in existence,
The flesh is a stranger now and so is the shadow.

But the wait for the shadow is indefinite,
Without the shadow, the body can't survive,
For survival is not merely for the body to be alive,
But for the soul to be fresh, free, protected and loved.

The hand that waits for the shadow to hold it,
The eyes that want to feast on its shadow,
The body that feels parched without its faithful partner,
All wait for the moment of unision...
When the body can get its shadow back...
When the beating heart can encase itself, in the warmth of the shadow,
When the soul can meet its benefactor,
When all the organs party to the emotions, combine to form,
An entity inseperable,
A unision unbreakable,
An eye contact unfathomable,
A kiss unbearable,
A warmth unthinkable,
A relief unstoppable...

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