Monday, November 17, 2014

Let this story never end

Broken Roads have been mend, 
here we start again,
Let this story never end.

IT has been a long stay on the road,
too many gardens have been devoured by deserts, 
most times flowers bled us most and we learnt to stay with thrones,
together, knowing not whats in store.

Like two missing pages of love, 
floating in emotions, 
crossing the cliffs and oceans like a wave of breeze, 
crystallizing the universe into a cloud of snow, 
that rained down to desert's womb, 
bringing back the green seed. 
Let this faith grow into an old tree.
And together we stand, hand-in-hand.
Because here we start again,
Let this story never end.

Hanging on the distant towers of fate,
Pick-pocketed on our way to salvation,
We are like two arms of clock, dragging each feat,
Deep in the quagmire of time we create.
We have drowned in zillion such insomniac years, 
but like two missing heart beats, 
we planned our escape from the prison of time.

Under the weight of love even time bends, 
And so here we start again,
let this story never end.

Its time to uncork those pent-up bottles, 
stitch that woolens of love for the winter, 
strung that guitar with a melody, 
finish that decade-old song, 
live in the sweet noise of utensils, 
in the taste of tasteless tea in morning breakfast cups, 
together like a biscuit, 
even dipped in tea stays in the same cup and blend,
Because here we start again, 
And let this story never end.

1 comment:

WritingForLife said...

Beautifully said. I especially love this part:
"Under the weight of love even time bends,
And so here we start again,
let this story never end."

Also, thank you for sharing that song. It gave me company last night :-)