I’ve always been an admirer of French poetic forms, and I’m really digging the unusual flexibility offered with the bref double. It’s a quatorzain, which is any stanza or poem of 14 lines that is not a sonnet.
They used to tell me, the longevity of a long distance relationship is not much.One of you will snap one day. You or her and it will end. Sometimes their words get the better of me after all I am just human miles away from you. But never our whole timespan I lost hope in us.They keep asking is it worth it. And I smiled, "yes it is". "She is worth everything and more than that." You guys fight a lot. Will it last? . I smiled again , "we fight to make it last." We are not perfect we did our share of mistakes we were this close of drifting apart. This close to loose each other. But everytime we fall , we fall together , everytime we rise , we rise together. People say it's been so many days, you guys haven't even seen each other.Only if God gave us little more time, only if God listened to our prayers only if it let us touch each other just for once we would have been saturated.But as of now we are again miles apart, only thing we wish is to be together by souls again.This world made us rip apart, this world will stitch us back together. I still believe in us. Everytime you say, that you miss me it makes us stronger. Everytime you say I love you, it gives us hope. We will make it last. As once a wise girl said to me , "what kind of relationship it is, if it doesn't have a little drama attached to it" and baby here I am turning that drama into a story, for us and generations to read.
Standing in this solitude of ashes Silence of death is just few steps ahead Painting pain on one hand Accumulating heaps of stillness on the other No place for their graveyard Only tears and fear in abundance Let this air once more dance Tired , fatigued doctors and nurses The entire Universe weeping Go corona , go You've taught us galore For God's sake , go away Let life once again sway We have learnt a lot Caste , creed , religion Magically faded Boundaries dissolved No fence , no war , no discrimination All political issues have taken vacation Humanity plunged only to save lives Stay home , stay safe , maintain distance Promise , that no more we'll fight.
The lonely days creak on the hinge of the closed doors yet pain lengthens at the doorway when someone leaves but I've only heard the stories of loving girls and wars where the abandon city sleeps under the ashes of burnt smoke.
Pavements are empty yet hospitals fill, touch feels lethal so graveyards fill but curtains still flatter, under the dying skin cover your cracked lips, don't leave the familiar land, reach out but don't inhale my paper breath.
Skies rumble so that you don't rub your eyes, soak the clothes but carry your tears in your pockets. Don't leave this boundary for sometimes wisdom becomes the fear Write stories of birds chirping outside, but the only one left to trust, is the person in the mirror.
Light will shine again, I know, the soft rain will fall again for there's so much life left to live. But today I sit on the empty table, and I tell the empty chairs, "Don't add too much in my plate, I'm not hungry"