A prostitute

I sat in front of it, sharp and clear
But it images the absurdity of my life
This evening I dressed like a fairy queen
It's all the reflection of my agony
My eyes are dark and pale; time for my retirement
Still they want me;
Out in the streets, they call and pay
Now I am with a broken identity, vanishes to the world
No one has loved me
They never called me beloved
And they visit me after the dusk falls
Leave me with cost of my body!!
Am I born for this?
Perhaps they crush me to hurt and weep
Again I go for it in silhouette
As the world named me a prostitute

Dusk that brought me love

The waves secluded with the hymn of the dusk!
Far away the lonely life called for its meaning,
And it never finds its path;
So as I stood here like a hermit with passions,
Let me portray these hues into my canvas!
And turns them to the feelings of this evening;
Besides the pebbles of this shore,
There hid a story of love for love!
And I wanted to trace the spark that brought me her,
But I dwell upon her thoughts for long!
When the crimson beauty waned to the sea,
And I realized, I can't hold it anymore in my heart;
I strolled along the shore with factual fairy elation,
Time brought me this abrupt vista for love,
And that I once forgot between my life;
I crave, this touching glimpse of strand never left me
Where I met the divine reality of silence,
And that burned me to fall in love !!!

Those footsteps....

I walked....
He chased....
And I ran..he followed....
I haven't heard those footsteps again...
Where I lost him ? Just some breath away....!!
Years passed my way but it never occurred
Often it embraced me blindly
I can't believe the reasons why I waited
But fate serve the time to discourse
And we saw the instinct that our hearts hold...
We sat there for long
Without a word to speak
Even the day fades there to history..
The bench still carries our warmth of love!!
It can touch the deepest fear of my life,
I surrender my woes under the love...
Heal my wounds that bleed.....
And take me to the world I once forgot..!!

Back to departure again

Now I see you moving away from my life
I want to grab you to hear your heart sing
But its late to call and hold on for a second,
Still I trust your arrival at this door
Why shall I just want it once more,
When you broke it under your feet
Walked out without a tear,
I stand here on this road
To accept the reality of your departure
And pass this way alone in this life.
Beside the melancholy I am trying for you
Thus to find myself in the void you created!!

(To be cont.)