Soumya Scribbles...

I will paint The rainbow for you In my little canvas Of million shades ... Perfection ?? Attainable When I am Us. Sustenance? I can promise. Just That Don't bring me a palette of dark black The day after. SoUmY@

Wishes that make me Come around that boulevard Where lay my condemned silence In isolation, I care for my insecurity And merge with the Anonymity of this world. I kill the dreams That were yet to born And then the innocence dies a virgin Along with them. Never too special What I can offer , I soliloquy, So I remain as no one. And see my Passion urging, Aching for recognition. I object any atonement And The square around me Shrinks in rage against the Lonesome owner. Then, The black rose Loses its petals on a dark moon night! SoUmY@ Powered by ScribeFire .

I sit here to write An epic of love But words don't pay heed To my flowing senses. But what I write is about you. Who held the rain at her footsteps, Who could love the way Gothics shy And who can heal my scars Like I never had. And what I write is about me. Who drenched in the rain Like the raindrops, Who was loved the way He dreamt never. And who cried in the happiness beyond. So if ever the rain stops I would stand near you. If ever the scars anew I would feel your healing touch. If ever I don't sleep I would breathe you to sanity. On that rain soaked sands of Seashore And above the presence of lonesome moon, You would murmur the gentle song That I would echo in silence. And would pray, Somewhere,tiptoeing my wishes Dreams will rush up To another moment of blissful song offerings... SoUmY@

The First Glow.. With misty eyes I stand by the lonesome me. At the place Where our plastic city looks Micronic. And I wait an endless wait. Anticipating, Preparing myself. Emptied the soul for Purity .Didn't I ? Wore the divine bliss Didn't I ? And at that fragment He comes, Rising , efflorescent with His natural grace. And I see the insignificant soul Getting enlightened. I gaze along As he rose On that sky, And within me. As I feel The arrival of a new dawn. Blessed! Dimmed to be Brigher.. On that mundane moment I couldn't have Had the courage to leave Thee If it was not You, To come again! And I stood in the vast expanse Of the Sea shore, On the sands of time That had been soaked in waves Guided by Him. And I see The Sun on the horizon Betokening the final gesture On the azure orange sky. I run,Parallelly As if not to let go of My blessings For an extra moment. Then you glimpse from The twilight. And rob me of my worldly expectations Reassuring ... That I am Still Yours...

.................... ....HerSobsPunctuated TheSilentPoetry IHadToOffer BetweenUs. WordsWereBetrayed ByTheSelfishAgony. AndRemorsefully ILovedThePain. AllIHadWasToEndear TheDistance. SoISnappedOffTheSpaces BetweenUsTo FillTheGapThat WordsCouldn't AndSilenceRefused.... .................ToFill,Ever. SoUmY@ [Sorry for the pain to your eyes.But I am merciless.Lolz] Powered by ScribeFire .

True assurance Comes with realization. May be that is the Reason I could Not hold on to your hands, Or was that because they were too wet? . . . I Curse the rain sometimes.. SoUmY@ Powered by ScribeFire .

Write me a note Colorado, Tell me how many rocks did you dance with ? Write me a note Berlin And tell me how was it to feel the wall falling down ? Can u tell me Marx if it was possible for you to make this world more liberal. I trembled into the soaking rain I trembled into the searing heat. And didn't you notice me Crumbling into dust? I rise, I fall. I break down to break in again Into you, Onto time... I live. then why can't we ? Protestants and catholics, siyas and sunnis dictators and people -- Why can't we be one ! If this is an insane wish and a far off dream Then I want your hand to hold me tight. I want your support To be louder... I want your sanity to be wild and United. Take an oath To live with us To bury the guns and the bombs and the missiles. But not the hammers... We will need them to refuel our hopes and to shake our hands across the borders around the seas and over the hills... Take your axe friend and let us make the first blow to the invisible wall of ...

He won't laugh The insane laugh again. You would never see him Wear that grin, that actually looked More 'boyish'. And I would never have to Wait for him for hours-- Thought the mother. He would never cry In solitude, In the garage. He would never show his Uniform to me, And the stars he earned, The medals they gave. Would not sound proud At the phone,-- tired but satisfied, Him and Us-- Thought the father. And the bell rang . Behind the doors Where all assumptions And anxieties end in the Bittermost way, Stood two officers and a coffin . Breathlessly He opened the door. And She collapsed. Silent tears of his Overwhelmed the Remorseful shrill cry of hers. And they were handed over His belongings, He ,who belonged to them And the country. And the pride ,the prestige --The flag. Inside that wooden box Lies a body, Motionless,with a smile. Who lived life kingsize Who denied himself to save us. And outside, Stood four seemingly alive People. Motionless, Confused with agony. ---...

I will forget you, Burn you from my memory. Erase every single moment The laugh,the cry The words and at times without.. The tears--loving,hurting Still craving for more. I will use science To map ur souvenirs Inside my brain, the lobe and the cells. And I will wipe you out From there. I will shed the last tear Just before. I will laugh the insane laugh Just before. I will forget that part Where i dwindled between heaven & hell; Where I kept floating on the insoluble emotions & instead. I will never be desperate again, I will never walk in the rain With you and without. But I know It will be the same again. Till the next day I wake up And realize, It was another attempt Went wrong. Like millions other did,previously. When will my insanity rest And conclude I can not breathe you out As long as I am breathing in. Then I will try a next one, Satisfyingly reassuring me of its futility. Oh,no, Another day.... Oh,yes. from Inside. SoUmY@ Powered by ScribeFire .