Glowing Embers

04 Jan

Is it the end or the beginning of an end?
Aeons ago, our hands clasped
The spring of life dawned
A fire emblazoned to consume us in its all powerful entirety

You made me rediscover myself
I loved with a passion unknown
The heady fervor, the amorous overtures
The joy in those little inane actions
Made in the drunken state of bliss

A constant and not a trance
You made me believe
Eternity would fall short
You made me believe
Wrinkled hands will remain clasped

Huddled, I lie
Besides the fire again
A dream turned to cinders
Scared and scarred for life

An outstretched hand
Pining for another dream to nurture
The glowing embers burn
The fire begs not to be rekindled
No more, never again
Is it the end or the beginning of an end?


Posted by on January 4, 2011 in My tryst with poetry


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6 responses to “Glowing Embers

  1. amrita

    January 5, 2011 at 10:06 am

    amazing!!!!!!!!!!! seems like u have unleashed what was hidden in ur heart…real thoughts ..real emotions:)

    • Shruti Parija

      January 5, 2011 at 10:42 pm

      Thanks Amrita. There was a hint of reality in it.

  2. Sumeet

    January 5, 2011 at 9:11 pm

    its awesome!!!!!
    good going moti… u know what, nothing ends… n people flow wid d tune of it…
    great job,seems as if u have put down the real thoughts n emotions…. 🙂

  3. CM

    January 6, 2011 at 8:53 am

    i’m moved!!…God bless u dear!!…


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