Unending Night

Go away...

Goodbye forever...

My justifications were nothing but trash you said.

Ranted and raved that I hurt you...

Breaking your trust and stabbing your heart...

You blamed and let me go.

And now I sit here all alone,

Staring into the oblivion with love and tear filled eyes...

Waiting will you ever realize ??

Love was then,

Love is now...

Love will never be someone else..

As love will forever be you...

-Fatima

Fading

Sometimes you defy your own destiny,

Sometimes you alone are responsible for the woes in your life..

Sometimes you love so much that it becomes suffocation,

Sometimes your truth becomes your lie..

Sometimes you break friendships with your own hands..

Sometimes you be honest and the honesty backfires,

Sometimes you want to cry and not a tear falls..

Sometimes you stab and betray when all you wanted was not too..
Sometimes you know it was love but it comes across as something else...
Sometimes you  are only the cause of your shattered self,

Sometimes you deserve...deserve to be alone and isolated..

Coz sometimes you snatch your own hope and break the one you love...

-Fatima

.....Midnight Monologue.....

.....Midnight Monologue.....

The night cold and frosty...
Confines me to an unknown pain,
There is a conflict surging,
Between me and my soul.

Sitting in a clustered room,
By the narrow window pane,
The hands of the clock slowly tick by...
As I wait for the moon to shine at the night.

Tears don't trickle by,
Nor stars adore the beautiful sky... 
Waiting for spring to arrive, 
I die a thousand deaths in fall...
 

Writers Note:  Ruffled, lost and a wounded soul....silence is all I wish to embrace now although silence is a silent killer. Guess I'm sounding too weak and depressed am I the only one to feel so or there are other people on this planet like me? Exam in 2 days time and I barely remember anything, just blank and here I wanted to score good grades make up for the losses, so frustrated with my poor health and everything other too... wanna do so much but failing and the moment just wanna break free...Very well know this is the wrong attitude but can't help it; but its nowhere related to the fact that what I'm studying.. I want to leave that or pursue something else...no its not that at all I'm contented with what I'm doing I really am  (some people who know me might feel this is the reason hell no its not!)

Just unable to understand how can a determined person whose always struggled and fought and came out with flying colours suddenly become so fragile and vulnerable and can't seem to find an end to this unending and deserted maze??  Something is seriously wrong dunno exactly what it is...not even able to voice out my inhibitions verbally nor can anyone read my silence...Trying to clutch to something and feel as its slipping away... everyone will tell me you're demotivating yourself and that you just can't say like this, this is the height of immaturity and feebleness but I dunno I'm unable to escape its clutches whatever it is...sigh 

P.S: I dunno whether it's right on my part to post this on my blog rather than write it down somewhere in my diary where no one knows about it....but then I guess I post everything out here and hence, even this........

-Fatima

A Walk Down The Memory Lane !

 This was the most difficult poem for me to pen down...I was so lost in the feelings yet I was not getting words to express them, I really don't know how it has come out...so please give your honest reviews...hope you like it ! Thanks a lot :)

A Walk Down The Memory Lane

The enchanting darkness settles down,

And the moonlight shimmers in the narrow lane,

As the world around me transforms,

Awakening me to the warmth of my being.

The melancholy slowly fades down,

And the insanity too flees away,

The satin soft snow falls from the heaven above,

Engulfing me in its soulless life and ways!

Days roll and months pass by,

And the songs of the songster,

Kindle a fervent of hope and joy;

As I drench myself in the rains of July.

The chirping birds and the blooming flowers,

Call out to me and shed some light,

The unshed tears and unspoken words,

Are now seen in sight.

At the wake of dawn,

The drops of dew too spill,

And earth too exudes the innate beauty of spring,

As I reconcile the existence of love in my being. 

-Fatima