Snap went the bond that begun in great revelry
With the umbilical cord
The bond that was meant to nurture
To care, to love, to understand
The yesteryears were proof enough
That the bond God forged was beleaguered
Bit by bit, Piece by Piece
Unstrumming the strings of my essence
Untying the proverbial knot
Here I am
A tattered soul, a battered self
Yearning for your love
For you to comprehend your own flesh
To make amends
To extend a hand of friendship and of warmth
Green eyed I turn
At the sight of an outstretched hand
Resentful I alter to
At the mention of an Achates turned maternal string
Envisioning my own self
In the footsteps of the blessed child
No cry as loud
No craving as strong
Lacerated I have been
Bruised I have been
Since the bond went snap
Since the revelry died
A glorious death indeed
A million times over
Washing me away in its shores of fury
The wrath exemplified
The sorrow unimaginable
sajan mittal
April 19, 2012 at 10:15 am
made an excellent read. beautifully composed with explicit nd powerful description of feelings post snap. such vivid expressions of pain nd yearning deserves kudos.