Grief

It's been tough all the way 

Alters sway  hither too...

Reluctant in their proportions

Redeemed  thoughts ..

Buried beneath the thick layers 

With veins and flesh 

Burns alive...

Yet another battle ground 

Silence being  the sword 

Pronouncing different spells ...

The war begins ,

Neither you nor me ,  won..

Despite losing the tie was incorrigible 

Leaving one more scar ... deep and depth ...

Yet another war field awaits ......

shammi

Despair was clouding
she went down
Her eyes filled
Dripping some drops
Forbidden were the col ours
Tunning and turning
Yet another cyclone
she withstood as ever
May it be named in her's ...shammi

SCAR ....

It has been too long
The depth of the words were haunting
The arrogant echoes filled the air
No fresh air's either
Neither the warmth of love
Lingering there for long was suffocating
Yet the glimpses of you
Might fill the passion 
And let it stand as a memoir
With the words of you...
As a scar and its impact.................