I walk alone in darkness

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Purity once had a name,
and splendour a face.
Life had meaning,
and I felt content.

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,

sharing love
with my soulmate;

I felt at home by her side.

But all too soon this ended.
Although her grace and beauty
were all I ever wanted

and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan,
or perhaps, another had her love?

My happiness and joy were gone.
All memories of love died away;
now I walk alone with no light
to guide my way in the darkness.

109 comments:

Dr. Pragya bajaj said...

I can see much improvement from last few poems by you, last one was much better and this is far more better, loved the way its been expressed.

All memories of love died away;
now I walk alone with no light
to guide my way in the darkness

BEAUTIFUL COMPOSITION

Alec said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side

nicely composed...

David O. Brink said...

very well written, liked these lines

But all too soon this ended.
Although her grace and beauty
were all I ever wanted
and I willed our love to last

KEEP POSTING

Prachi Pandey said...

much better than all the rest, improvement...loved this one


Purity once had a name,
and splendour a face.
Life had meaning,
and I felt content

Er. Nidhi Mishra said...

well written BUT write some good poem on encouragement it will help ur cause

Dr.Nishi Chauhan said...

well written...emotions, love n pain well exprssed

Ashok said...

My happiness and joy were gone.
All memories of love died away;
now I walk alone with no light
to guide my way in the darkness

nice one bozo

Dr. Neha Srivastav said...

nicely expressed emotions with some gr8 use of words

Er. Snigddha Aggarwal said...

But all too soon this ended.
Although her grace and beauty
were all I ever wanted
and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan,
or perhaps, another had her love?

well written, liked it

Dr. Aradhna said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side.

Dr. Aradhna said...

that was well expressed, felt deep inside....lovely composition

Anonymous said...

Purity once had a name,
and splendour a face.
Life had meaning,
and I felt content.

Anonymous said...

nice poem

Anonymous said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side.

Anonymous said...

But all too soon this ended.
Although her grace and beauty
were all I ever wanted
and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan,
or perhaps, another had her love?

Anonymous said...

nice poem

Anonymous said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side.

Anonymous said...

now I walk alone with no light
to guide my way in the darkness

well composed

Anonymous said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side.

Anonymous said...

and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan,
or perhaps, another had her love?

Tripti said...

NICE POEM !! though should share this quote about love :“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

Er. Paayal Sharma said...

sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side.

Rohit Sharma said...

ye kya haal bana rakha hai, kuch lete q nahi dost?

Puja said...

I slide along the edge of the stream,
Crossing the narrow road leading to it,
Search in the depth of the fussed ocean,
To find the portion reserved for me!

I wander throughout the universe,
Tracking the silvery, sparkled stars.
Conspicuously, I've was so exhausted,
My naive heart chose not to surrender!

I interrogate the reflective cloud,
It points me to the house of obscurity,
I hasten to go to the peaceful spot,
There was not even the shadow of it!

I had even walked out of boundaries,
To know whether which direction it took,
I crapped out and fell on the wrong road.
However, I was hopeful and undismayed!

Lastly, a quiescent mind appealing me,
Thus, my heart plunges under the ocean,
To strike the accuracy of the true love.
Meanwhile, I hope that it will discern it!

Dr. Palki Vajpayee said...

tell u i love u every night
What would Love be without the silly fights
Without something to make it right
I'm glad the fights happened
Or we wouldn't be as strong as we are now
We stay up all night talking
But what we talk about is nothing
But the nothings are everything
To show the thought each of us care
I love you without regret
I've felt this way about you since We first met
No words can express
None so true
You might say I'm crazy
Yea your right just crazy about you

Shweta Saxena said...

and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan,
or perhaps, another had her love?
nice one

Dr.Ragini Rastogi said...

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

Dr. Gunjan Gehlot said...

nice one really liked the way u expressed it

Dr. Gunjan Gehlot said...

Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. . . . It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk everything, you risk even more.

i am what i am said...

avinash, why such a sad post-:(
i hope its not your story or a incident from your life. nevertheless a beautiful poem. very poignant somehow reminded me of my first break up.

Rohit Sharma said...

True love is a discipline in which each divines the secret self of the other and refuses to believe in the mere daily self.

Austeen Sufi said...

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes.
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears.
What is it else?
A madness most discreet,
a choking gall and a preserving sweet

David O. Brink said...

Sometimes we let affection, go unspoken,
Sometimes we let our love go unexpressed,
Sometimes we can't find words to tell our feelings,
Especially towards those we love the best

Alec said...

Romantic love reaches out in little ways, showing attention and admiration. Romantic love remembers what pleases a woman, what excites her, and what surprises her. Its actions whisper: you are the most special person in my life.

Dr.Nishi Chauhan said...

stood in the shadows
As I had often done before
Out of sight, to see yet be unseen
To look upon that vision of loveliness
She talks with friends in the gardens
Unaware of me
Her skirt was long and green
From high waste to ankle low
Her crisp blouse of white
Enhanced to elegance of her neck
The long sleeves encasing her slender arms
Covered her fine boned wrists
Her hair was red
Red like burnished copper
Thick and full bodied tied back at her nape
Her eyes were the hue of polished emeralds
In a setting of perfect pale skin
No jeweller could ever hope to equal
Her mouth pale lipped, strong yet sensitive
When transformed into a smile
Illuminated her countenance
As if a light had been switched on
Perusal of every inch of her delicate frame
Returned echoes of a cultured creature
Dressed in the finest Edwardian elegance
More than a class above me
I step from the shadows
Returning unseen to my duties

Er. Paayal Sharma said...

It took only seconds, after he saw her
For him to adore her
And In a week of having rated her
He went on and dated her
When he said good night after kissing her
Straight away he was missing her
And when he started to caress her
He wanted to possess her
And even before he made love to her
He was deeply in love with her
Then in a month of having bedded her
He went on and wedded her
They went together like hand in glove
How lucky to land in love

Dr. Aradhna said...

It is in the small things we see it.
The child's first step,
as awesome as an earthquake.
The first time you rode a bike,
wallowing up the sidewalk.
The first spanking when your heart
went on a journey all alone.
When they called you crybaby
or poor or fatty or crazy
and made you into an alien,
you drank their acid
and concealed it.

Later,
if you faced the death of bombs and bullets
you did not do it with a banner,
you did it with only a hat to
comver your heart.
You did not fondle the weakness inside you
though it was there.
Your courage was a small coal
that you kept swallowing.
If your buddy saved you
and died himself in so doing,
then his courage was not courage,
it was love; love as simple as shaving soap.

Later,
if you have endured a great despair,
then you did it alone,
getting a transfusion from the fire,
picking the scabs off your heart,
then wringing it out like a sock.
Next, my kinsman, you powdered your sorrow,
you gave it a back rub
and then you covered it with a blanket
and after it had slept a while
it woke to the wings of the roses
and was transformed.

Later,
when you face old age and its natural conclusion
your courage will still be shown in the little ways,
each spring will be a sword you'll sharpen,
those you love will live in a fever of love,
and you'll bargain with the calendar
and at the last moment
when death opens the back door
you'll put on your carpet slippers
and stride out.

Anonymous said...

I loved you more than I have ever known
Those starry eyes
Those tender lips
You made my heart melt
Then boil into a roaring fire
I now know
What my eyes could not see
You are the only one that is for me
Many nights those tears flew
Being myself without anyone
Anyone to care about the thoughts
Looking at the sky and knowing
Many mistakes I had
Many mistakes I have had

Anonymous said...

Time Clicks as I await
The hour ends before my take
Sitting, thinking, waiting; my mind escapes

The day grows old as night passes
Wolves crying, coyotes howling; anticipating
Watching, staring, seeing -- nothing

Silence begins the day
as morning comes without notice
Tears begin to fall, slowly

The day moves on without hope
Wishing to be what is not to be

The sun moves to its peak
without a whisper or retreat

Time moving, but still empty
Stomach aching, curling
Still waiting

Dr. Pragya bajaj said...

I don't really want to say goodbye
I don't really want to leave you
But now I have to go away
Stay away from you forever

What we had was something special
Deep down from our hearts
But now I have to go away
And leave you from my heart

Dr. Pragya bajaj said...

Memories are all that remains,
Of a perfect love gone wrong,
Memories of your warm smile,
Of your soft loving caresses,
And your sweet tender kisses,

Memories so bitter yet so sweet,
Where my lips curl into a smile,
Yet the joy never to reach my eyes,
As unbidden tears streak down,

Memories of a classic love story,
That ended on a rain soaked day,
As if the sky saw and empathized,
And weeped along with my heart,

Moments we had spent together,
Will live and last forever,
As unforgettable memories,
To be played over and over,

Memories are all that I have left,
Of a love that once burned bright,
Now masked, dimmed and dying,
But it is in this eternal moment,
That I love you the most,

But it is too late to turn back now,
For we have taken a one way road,
To memories and might have beens,
And used up all our given chances,

So now, while I hurt and ache,
I will also pray, hope and wait,
For a gentle and loving heart,
To heal and revive this love broken soul,
And give a new home to this orphaned heart

Anonymous said...

MY Spectre around me night and day
Like a wild beast guards my way;
My Emanation far within
Weeps incessantly for my sin.

‘A fathomless and boundless deep,
There we wander, there we weep;
On the hungry craving wind
My Spectre follows thee behind.

‘He scents thy footsteps in the snow
Wheresoever thou dost go,
Thro’ the wintry hail and rain.
When wilt thou return again?

’Dost thou not in pride and scorn
Fill with tempests all my morn,
And with jealousies and fears
Fill my pleasant nights with tears?

Anonymous said...

Once upon a time I gave you my love
Once upon a crime you cheated on me

I gave you my heart, you broke it in two
Now asking for forgiveness, how dare you could do?

Thinking of me as a fool, out of mind
Giving that other chance is really out of hands

I wonder, how could you cheat, while feeling all that heat?
Passion of love is not enough to make me indiscreet

To give you back my love, after all what you made me going through
If I say I do, then I will be the one who is cheating now on you

Listen to me and stop to pretend.
Broken hearts can mend.
Broken love it has to end.

Anonymous said...

I loved you; even now I may confess,
Some embers of my love their fire retain,
But do not let it cause you more distress,
I do not want to sadden you again.
Hopeless and tonguetied, yet I loved you dearly
With pangs the jealous and the timid know;
So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely,
I pray God grant another love you so

Anonymous said...

it may not always be so; and i say
that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch
another's, and you dear strong fingers clutch
his heart, as mine in time not far away;
if on another's face your sweet hair lay
in such a silence as i kow, or such
great writhing words as, uttering overmuch,
stand helplessly before the spirit at bay;

if this should be, i say if this should be --
you of my heart, send me a little word;
that i may go unto him, and take his hands,
saying, Accept all happiness from me.
Then shall i turn my face, and hear one bird
sing terribly afar in the lost lands.

Patty said...

Nice poem but sad. Sounds like one lost their true love.

Tripti Pandey said...

But all too soon this ended.
Although her grace and beauty
were all I ever wanted
and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan,

surely not all are in our hands, thats y we still believe in destiny

Ruchika Mittal said...

True love is not how you forgive, but how you forget, not what you see but what you feel, not how you listen but how you understand, and not how you let go but how you hold on.

Anonymous said...

You know you truly love somebody when they hurt you so badly, but all you can think about it is the times when they made you smile.

[Ragini]. said...

Purity once had a name,
and splendour a face.
Life had meaning,
and I felt content.

well written.. the purity and depth of ur love is reflected in these four lines

Priya said...

Love never dies and you can see when an another person falls for you:)

Heart never can belong to you coz it spreads everywhere where ther is love.

Thank you for visitng my page.

Amrita Kumari said...

Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.

Rahul Viswanath said...

Reminds me of a poem which went like ....muffled drums marching to the grave ....... nice piece !!!

Femin Susan said...

Nice poemm.......Those are absolutely fascinating. Wonderful post! Blessings to you and your family……

Amrita Kumari said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side

Anonymous said...

We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not alone.

Anonymous said...

The ocean so lovely
The sun about to set
I gaze into your misty eyes
You make my heart flutter
Your arms wrap around me
You pull me in closer
My heart against yours
Yours against mine
They beat as one
Laying my head on your shoulder
I whisper in your ear
"I Love You"
In return you lean in for a kiss
Ending the day
Together as one...

Anonymous said...

I'd die for you
cry for you
kill for you
put my life on still for you
I'd fight for you
do right by you
do anything you want me to

I'd leave with you
never look back
you're my only light
when everything is black
without you i don't think
my heart can beat
I've fallen in love with you
you've swept me off my feet.

and so it goes,
I love for you
I'd do anything and everything
just for you.

Anonymous said...

Love is like the seeds of life,
To root is full of pain and strife.
But to grow it’s like a great Oak tree,
Straight and strong for eternity.
Love is what I offer you,
Steadfast, calm and oh, so true!
Love is life between two who shares,
A life between two who really cares.
Love is ours, if you agree,
To spend your life with me!

Anonymous said...

I love your eyes.
Everytime I look into them,
I am lost.
I fall deeper and deeper into the spell they cast upon me.
I can't help but look.

Shilpi said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side

Cloudia said...

Cheer up in time./
Confidently joy will find you.
Aloha!

Miss Cynical ღ Åйu ღ said...

But all too soon this ended.
Although her grace and beauty
were all I ever wanted
and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan,
or perhaps, another had her love?


:-) .. nicely written!
peace.
good day.

Richa Saxena said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side

well composed

Richa Saxena said...

The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is to love and be loved in return.

Anonymous said...

I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for their religion -
I have shudder'd at it.
I shudder no more.
I could be martyr'd for my religion
Love is my religion
And I could die for that.
I could die for you.

Anonymous said...

The person who tries to live alone will not succeed as a human being. His heart withers if it does not answer another heart. His mind shrinks away if he hears only the echoes of his own thoughts and finds no other inspiration.

Anonymous said...

It is cruel, you know, that music should be so beautiful. It has the beauty of loneliness and of pain: of strength and freedom. The beauty of disappointment and never-satisfied love. The cruel beauty of nature, and everlasting beauty of monotony.

Anonymous said...

Loneliness is never more cruel than when it is felt in close propinquity with someone who has ceased to communicate.

Anonymous said...

When people are lonely they stoop to any companionship.

Sagarika said...

well composed but sad

swati said...

beautiful lines..with lot of pain

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Mehnaaz said...

nicely expressed the pain of true love....nice but sad

Kanupriya said...

the first and second part reflects the changing time, thoughts well expressed. Loved it but move on....

Ruchi said...

well composed and very nicely expressed.....

Tulip Banerjee said...

My happiness and joy were gone.
All memories of love died away;
now I walk alone with no light
to guide my way in the darkness

well composed yet again

Aarti said...

My happiness and joy were gone.
All memories of love died away;
now I walk alone with no light
to guide my way in the darkness

nicely composed

Femin Susan said...

a beautiful valentines day poem.very truly and beautiful composed..
cheers!

Ritu said...

well written, sad though

Ria said...

well composed,


Friends will keep you sane, Love could fill your heart, A lover can warm your bed, But lonely is the soul without a mate.”

Jyoti Dixit said...

Purity once had a name,
and splendour a face.
Life had meaning,
and I felt content.

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side



and then everything changes

Radhika said...

even though sad but well expressed emotions & thoughts

Pallavi said...

Although her grace and beauty
were all I ever wanted
and I willed our love to last,

Nicely expressed throgh some excellent us of words

Priya Mittal said...

were all I ever wanted
and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan,

Shreya Rajput said...

Although her grace and beauty
were all I ever wanted
and I willed our love to last,
Fate maybe had another plan

Swati said...

I had freedom to laugh
and lived in bliss,
sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side.

well expressed emotions

Pretty Me!! said...

really nice .. added you to my blogroll now !!

Riya said...

Hey.. Nice poem.. There are some really nice poems on your blog.. I can understand the depth ofthe pain.. I really do undertame..

nituscorner said...

Nice poem avinash.....do soul mates really exists????

Shree said...

nicely composed and well written. loved the lyrics..

Athaliah said...

Lovely, sad and nostalgic.

Athaliah said...

Lovely, sad and nostalgic.

Adisha said...

Well put... The broken dreams of one whose had and lost !!

Thanks for visiting my blog. Hoping to hear more from u...

Cheers,
adisha

Brosreview said...

Very well-written, as usual. Umm, with no offence intended, line 14 could swap the position of the words "fate" and "may be". Cheers.

Anita said...

sharing love
with my soulmate;
I felt at home by her side

Rupali said...

My happiness and joy were gone.
All memories of love died away;
now I walk alone with no light
to guide my way in the darkness

nice composition

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