Wednesday 6 June 2012

Tourmente

All I heard was a silence,
As the phone line went dead
So many angry words spoken,
So many true words, left unsaid

As the shock wore off,
I called you again and again
But each time, I just heard a silence,
I lost my chance, to explain

Trying to blink back a tear,
With my head bowed
I found my way outside,
Through the surrounding crowd

When a cool breeze touched me,
I lifted my head up to see
Black storm clouds and lightnings, 
As the heavens agreed with me

I stood there for a long time,
Remembering each word we'd said
Wondering what had led us here,
What there would be ahead


I felt so cold and alone,
All I saw was your beautiful face
As I closed my eyes,
And dreamed of your warm embrace

As I climbed up onto the bed
Body drenched from the rain,
Eyes tired from the tears,
Oblivion I sought desperately, to stop the pain

I woke up suddenly,
To the sound of the phone ringing
My head ached, as my heart beat faster
Trying to see the number, with my eyes stinging

I picked up the phone,
Heart singing, because it was you 
Last night vanished as you softly said those words,  
And I whispered back, I love you too


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The weather here just turned awesome! Dark clouds, lightning, thunder, cool breeze...all the things I dream about :) I was standing on the roof, taking in the beauty of it all, and just thinking about some stuff when I felt the need to write...so, this happened. Hope you all liked it. It's been a while since I wrote something this long.
Tourmente means storm or turmoil in French :)

Both the beautiful pics are from Google this time...spent a long time trying to find the right ones.
Good night everyone! May the beautiful night give you lovely dreams :)

Friday 1 June 2012

Alone...55Fiction#4

Why didn't the wind take me with it?
Why was I left behind? Still. Alone.
There's nothing but calm around me,
In the middle of nowhere, with no one my own


I wait for so long,
On this path with stones and dust
I feel myself grow weak,
I'll see my end, if I must
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Another lovely pic by Leo ( https://www.facebook.com/imchandu/photoshttp://clicksclub.weebly.com/ ) and I penned down this...hope you guys like it...55 Fiction after a long time :)