Unfathomed delight

Is this just what it seems to be?
Or just another mirage, for my soul wants to loiter,
To stray; easy and free.
Against the odds, the conventions, the fears
Working is the hither struggling device
Is this not just another moment
In which my logic dies?

Not has been a moment of remorse
That I had seemed to bear in this course,
For I have looked upon everything
Just as a necessary price…
For lessons are to be learned, to be cherished, to bloom
And for that, this is a device.

© Snehal Sahay 2014

dEMISE oF tHe dARK

 

It has been 16 years of our relationship-you and me. 16 years of compromising-fighting, debating and then finding that nothing can be done. 16 years are nothing petite – I have known you better each minute, each second, but still- I don’t understand you, neither I care to.

Each moment passes like an year.

It is you who holds my hand all the day and you who envelopes me all long the night-only you. My sight, my feelings, my aura -everything is yours by mandate – every known and unknown.

I won’t lie – I want to flee away from you – so

 

mewhere really far…but my destiny binds me. Where ever I go, I find you.

No-it isn’t love. It never will be.

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They say you are my destiny, thus I have tried to be devoted to you, but never could.

No one can, no one will.

How can anyone, how can I? It’s you who eats my soul all the day and curses my dreams each night…you have taken my everything away from me – even my shadow……

 

I want to be free-can’t you get this? 16 years of our relationship, and you took away my everything – and I got simply nothing. My each breath struggles to be free; my each drop of blood yearns…

I have spent my nights crying in a nutshell and my days wearing a disguise of life. Why should I carry on? Why?

I didn’t choose you. What right do you have to rule on my life?

No, I am ending this finally- I am ending your unobstructed glory. I know, it will pain a lot, but I don’t care.

Some flashing strokes of light are knocking my door.

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Yes, I am getting my colorful world back. I am getting my eyes back! Our 16 years of relation is going to end.

Yes, this is happening…finally, end of your tyranny.

Finally- after 16 years…

Adios darkness, I am engaging with colors…

I can see everything…i can see light!

Your rule ends…happy demise…

I GOT MY EYES BACK!

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©2013 Snehal Sahay

 

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LIGHT (noun)

 

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Dreams in a cage

My dreams, my aspirations

All shed in tears

My plight, my life

All cold in fear

Some thousand dreamless nights I have had

For some thousand passing days here

My dreams, my aspirations

All shed in tears

For a step to take

There is a war to fight

For a smile to release

A treaty of might

Some thousand wicked souls I have fought

Since every passing day here

My dreams, my aspirations

All shed in tears…

©2013 snehal sahay

 

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Threads of destiny

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Threads of destiny

bound together with me

 and you

magical

our history

still continues

but remains silent-

static

never ending

yet murmuring

waiting

for a new beginning…

 

(C) 2013

 

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Existence

 

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Threads of destiny

Bound together, mystery

Remains their existence

Their relevance

 

Their reality

My identity

Can they bear together-

Individuality with fate?

 

What is my reality?

Purpose or providence?

What is my future?

My toil or thy dominance?

 

What is my existence?

 

© 2013 Snehal sahay

 

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Enjoy the paradox! 

 

 

 

 

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My ideal is not the one person I can trust with closed eyes but whom I can trust with my open eyes and reason…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My ideal