Darkness

Darkness

the quiet darkness,
its prelude to peace,
the final answer,
questions to please,
merciless gestures,
of life and race,
secret emotions,
party and taste..
unwanted needs,
cure and sight,
hunger for love,
waiting to rest..

the final moment,
of merging in,
with calm n
silent whispers,
of creatures unworldly,
dissolved and secret..
is the final option,
is the only reason,
we stay here in fancy,
i return to simplicity,
as i arrived,
i return to darkness.......!!!!

Tanzila

My Last Embrace

My Last Embrace

And I left again, 
This time,
Unlike others, 
When this heart was easy,
And mind clear..

And I left,
To implore, to explore,
And create,
New beginnings,
newer thoughts
And meanings..

And I left,
To merge self,
To a world, different
Than my own,
Challenging and challenged..

And before I left,
I held you in my embrace,
I embraced your body
And you, my soul,
I clinged onto you,
So hard,
For that moment,
I realised
my heart wanted to stay,
Holding you tight
And not letting go..

Was it my last embrace,
For now, it was,
But this dampening of my heart,
Speaks for my soul,
I wish to stay,
I wished to stay this time.......

Tanzila

Stories

Stories

I look at people,

I see stories,

reflections of differences,

of merry and pain..

I see the crowds,

in trams and subways,

see them walking,

on streets and lanes..

They are stories to me,

so many of them,

all living a part,

by similar means..

They share incidents,

some monotonous,

most unique,

with others’ stories..

You observe people,

in flesh and bones..

I feel stories,

with time and tales..

I see feelings,

i see happiness,

i see through eyes,

hearts and minds..

I see content,

desperation of being,

i see struggle,

for fate and love..

I see memories,

i see solitude..

I see each of you,

as a beautiful story..

As I am,

an unexplored story…!!!

Tanzila