As the world falls down, and the stars turn black,
as the roots of our foundations crumble and we turn,
towards each other for compassion and struggle to smile,
as the world falls down, love is what we will learn.
And sinews grow anew, and feelings are forgotten,
bones that are brittle no longer bend lovingly to you,
You could fall back on me, and as the world falls down,
I will always turn to you.
Maybe one day when no one understands this avalanche of trust,
and we can't explain to ourselves what it is, this happiness,
And as it all snaps, and great crumbling boulders of disparity,
I will always turn to you, amidst all the hurtful mess.
And rebuilding together, while wines grow old,
Laughing and twinkling like wound-up-toys, and smiling with ease ,
While we see me falling, and you save,
When the world falls down, save me please.
Sanjana R Chandorkar
29 August 2007
"Laughing and twinkling like wound-up-toys"- you've just won yourself a fan for your poetry ma'am. :)
ReplyDeleteTell me. Who saves me when she, my whole wide world and more, turns away and leaves?
I wish I knew the answer to that. Poetry, perhaps.
"Laughing and twinkling like wound-up-toys"- you've just won yourself a fan for your poetry ma'am. :)
ReplyDeleteTell me. Who saves me when she, my whole wide world and more, turns away and leaves?
I wish I knew the answer to that. Poetry, perhaps.
thank you kind sir!
ReplyDeleteto answer your question... i dont know... i guess only one person can make things right sometimes...
thank you kind sir!
ReplyDeleteto answer your question... i dont know... i guess only one person can make things right sometimes...
Yea. I suppose you're right. But there ought to be other balms for purposeless drifting.
ReplyDeleteAnd there are things such as being too late.
But kudos to your poem again.
And that other one wasn't meant for anyone in particular. But it does signify the general mood. Can't be all that indiscreet can I now? :D
Yea. I suppose you're right. But there ought to be other balms for purposeless drifting.
ReplyDeleteAnd there are things such as being too late.
But kudos to your poem again.
And that other one wasn't meant for anyone in particular. But it does signify the general mood. Can't be all that indiscreet can I now? :D
Aah! yeah, well I thought maybe the other poem does signify that...
ReplyDeleteand might i just say, the its never too late. Sometimes we think, we have lost the chance, but whats meant to be , is meant to be.
don't fret mate!
Aah! yeah, well I thought maybe the other poem does signify that...
ReplyDeleteand might i just say, the its never too late. Sometimes we think, we have lost the chance, but whats meant to be , is meant to be.
don't fret mate!