Departed <br />the soul is in search of <br />a new body <br />feelings <br />a new heart <br />fire <br />a new hearth <br />emotions <br />a new song <br />rain drops <br />a new mouth <br /> <br />every message sent <br />settles in a mind <br />reads the brain <br />spits the words <br />the essence paints images <br />and the sub conscious <br />soaked with the beauty <br />gives birth to impulses <br />every wind accompanies <br />a fragrance of life <br />every motion carries <br />the storm of passion <br />every day opens up <br />fluttering are thronging utterances <br /> <br />Death, <br />like a gentle blow to the petal <br />soft and fragile <br />aching to persist <br />yet, failing to exist <br />just tripped off <br />by the fabrics of breeze <br />mortals, <br />built of love and affection <br />familied to imprint singlity <br />to echo the adhesive bond <br />of a copulated male and female lawn <br />it cheats a man <br />half way up the marathon <br />the goals all set <br />down goes the chariot snapped <br />whistling start was blazing hot <br />it zoomed into <br />and made him feel the Piratic snob <br />here, at this moment, <br />when death silently snatched <br />the unseen energy <br />souling his senses <br />no more a Proper Noun <br />just a split of Abstract and Common <br />a source of new beings alive <br />to be burnt <br />a love embodiment soon designed <br />gone are the articulated personae <br />into thin invisible air <br />escapes the inner vitality <br />softly erasing the solid wordings <br />deleting the life are the childish hands <br />no more, no more, <br />the lips tremble to utter <br />what is left behind <br />is an echo in the tunnel <br />just a bundle of 'if onlys' <br />just simply nothing <br />in the gay and gorgeous plumes <br />in the twitter of multi-toned music <br />emptiness, killing emptiness speaks of <br />agony and utter meloncholy choking the strongest.<br /><br />lalitha iyer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/departures-6/
