![]() ApologiesA Poem by Tshogyal Moktan![]() For the one I adore.....![]() Apologies Dear..... for I've been blabbering too much.... Though thousands of miles away I can make out the sadness through the feel, I have for you.... I can hear you cry through the sense, I've been sharpening.... I know you are not in joy neither am I......for I've been the cause.... And the ceremony where you are invited, I can see the erased excitement.... I can see you standing away.... I can see you hiding your thoughts.... I can see the unreal smile you're putting on.... I can see the uncomfort without my company.... I can see you broken inside.... I can see you lost without me.... I can see you imprisoned in yesterday's conversation.... I can see you clearly and vividly unhappy.... I can see through the mirror of imagination, that you had gifted.... I know you are not in joy neither am I......for I've been the cause.... And now I bleed tears..... I am lost without you.... where I can't locate myself.... I can't find a single way out.... Though there are ways everywhere..... I've been searching....and my feet shiver now.... With rolling tears, with wounds in my body.... With a migraine in head, feels like hammering.... But Baby, I'll never give up.... I am in search of a way.... That would lead me to you.... So that I can finally kneel......and apologise.... and see myself within you.... and put you around in these empty arms..... and then I shall be happy....to rest forever.... With stopped heartbeat, dried lips and cold body.... Because I know you are not in joy neither am I......for I've been the cause.... And now I deserve to be dead..... © 2014 Tshogyal Moktan |
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Added on November 27, 2014 Last Updated on November 27, 2014 Author![]() Tshogyal MoktanDarjeeling, Balasun, IndiaAboutI am a guy from the countryside's of Darjeeling, India, where the finest tea gets its birth....and along with these young tea leaves I grew......and these tea bushes gives me a new spirit to write...... more..Writing
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