Tuesday, April 3, 2012

The midnight psyche

this ,never ending road
where no one walks
deserted even by night
the icy winds moans and cries
through this lonely space.

Nameless terrors of unknown worlds
I walk a life time.
My feet,heavy with fatigue
yet light in flight
darkness chases me.
I fight an unseen shedow.
my heart tolls aloud
Dealt knell
Can no one hear it ??

Fear has many faces.
it even changes its voice
I sit on a cold stone.
It turns to quicksand.
I fall to another landscape.

Hope has no texture here.
Myself no name.
Ahead the same road streaches menancingly
I just Could not escape.

possible out comes

No smoking
very occasional social drinking
calm and even temperament
moderating all things
PARKINSONS Disease.

Books,toys,
plenty of love
chocolates,movies.
quality time.
OLD AGE HOME.

antiWrinkle cream
age defying complex
antioxedents
Vitamin E & beta carotenes
DEATH

You have lost me.

somewhere
in the whistling gaps of words
in the unvisited places of my mind
in the bitter splinters of fragile trust
in the restless passage of time

Some times
in star marooned in the contourless sky
in the curling smoke of your dreams
in the gaping hollows between the lines
in my muted screams

YOU HAVE LOST ME.