IN PLATITUDE
... You want me to reply
But, what will I?
Leaves me - perplexed!
Thousands of thoughts
That fleet past,
But some how,
None of them
Seem so strong
That, I must say,
- Come what may!
And what if I do?
- I know now you!
You are no closer
To me, than
You left me - when
With my pain,
My unanswered questions,
My un-tended soul.
I fear this -
It is your attitude,
And my belief
That, if I attempt
I might end up
Again...
... In Platitude!
PROCRASTINATION
I look out of window
The world is moving
At a pace, so indistinct!
The reason -
Unknown to my eyes.
I am carrying on
Like a zombie -
Without a push or a pull!
I haven't the power
For much of anything
- Anymore!
I dream of
Time spent earlier -
Of good nightmares,
To while away the time
This whole thing
Is moving to
No where.
I guess,
I am busy with
My own neurotic bliss!
MY PRISONAR
For long did you keep surfing,
beyond the turbulent last waves
of my struggled thoughts.
For long did you keep hiding,
behind the quite desert dunes
of my desire less-ness.
For long did you keep sleeping
below the silent graves
of my repressed lust.
At last I have hunted
you down.
Hand-cuffed in the
bondage of affection
you are my prisoner.
I'll keep you confined
behind the secure walls
of the prison of my heart.
I'll enshrine you
in the temple of my love.
I'll never let you go,
'coz you are now
my prisoner!
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