neha raj singh
I Begin In You - Poem by neha raj singh
I awoke to the sense of you,
My heart tingles at the thought of you,
This separation holds an aching despair,
Oh how wondrous is the throb,
As, in every surge you are the voice.
In this unknown I am alive,
In this depth I am lifeless.
Slumber, a slumber for a thousand drunken days,
Each day dropped me into an abyss of unseen dream s.
The morn brought the chill,
Pricking the shell of our caged demeanor,
A horde of unsaid words build upon the receding mist,
Peculiar, must the mouth utter.
All held is the gaze,
All felt is the touch,
The fear must be left in the pool of the trod- den.
The walk of remembrance remains alighted by surrender.
My eyes burn with the haze of slumber,
I crave to hear words of warmth from a loved one,
He, she or the other, I would say, much too far.
These days of peculiarity push my thirst for a brightening light.
Moving further with the waves of unfamiliarity, I look ahead in need to grasp threads of my known,
Yet in human vice I glance at my yesterday, seeking for all which held my courage.
Now hear I am venturing out into a infant's world,
I must begin.
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