The Becoming

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THE BECOMING

 

 

Lost in myself, standing in nowhere,

I can not hear the sound of my own heart.

Ripped by the hands of fate I rest here,

Where time constantly tears me apart.

 

Your memories never leave me alone,

And like a strong gush of wind they drive.

Creating a sense of coldness across me,

I’m frozen here; I have no place left to hide.

 

In this world where you are no longer here,

I try to live with your absence, but I can’t.

Nothing completes me now, I feel broken,

I can not feel a beat inside of my dead heart.

 

Sleep seems like an hallucination to me now,

I lie awake when my face hits the morning light.

I still can not sleep on your side of the bed,

That void haunts me at every solitary night.

 

I wake up with your thoughts every morning.

And I sleep with my eyes holding dreams of you.

I’m still here, walking like a ghost from the past.

But you remain in my heart, no matter what I do.

 

There is nothing left except silence in my life,

The kingdom of childhood inside of me is dead.

I feel nothing, I’m numb, and I’m lost inside out,

Your void makes me feel a sense of constant dread.

 

Everyone continued to carry on without you,

Nothing drastically changed in their world.

But my entire world just collapsed at that day,

And after that nothing much has occurred.

 

Sometimes when sadness takes over me,

I just hug your old clothes which smell of you.

Your scent is still there in your old mauve sweater,

That helps me to overcome my nostalgic blues.

 

The wounds have turned into scars now,

But still I see your face in my every reflection.

I know now where my life’s destination is,

But I have lost the sense of every direction.

 

You took away a part- a piece of me with you,

So cleverly, that I myself was not able to see.

Though I can not become back the person I was,

So I finally became someone you never wanted me to be.

Author's Note

I ....wrote this in like 15 minutes I guess, this is my raw heart ripped down on a piece of paper (computer screen, lolz)...I haven't edited it at all, this is just me...and myself and the person I became in the journey which you all (my faithful readers) experienced with me..Feel free to review, please :)

Reviews

[Imperfection]

Very strong emotions. And no matter what I write in the review, I won't be able to express how much this has touched me.

Quite vivid in description as well ---I still can not sleep on your side of the bed,

I cannot really point out which part I like best because all of it is so deep. These pieces are very hard to review rationally because one is not able to think with the head when one comes across something as moving as this.

[Sampoorna]

This is extremely beautiful. I know exactly how you feel when you pen a poem in 5-10 minutes, your heart pouring on and on!
By the way it's kind of nice to find someone from the same country as me :)

[..]

feel the thought bitter sweet agony. Such a poetic piece

[A.E. Surdam]

Wow! Just wow! This was amazing. Such detail and imagery. And your pictures are magneficent!

[JENY]

the depression ensuing after the loss of love....
is described here in a very touching manner....
though you wrote it in 15 minutes...
this is one of your best poems....I will say....
and this doesnt need any editing...

[Fool]

Man, this is so deep and painfully beautiful. "I know now where my life’s destination is, But I have lost the sense of every direction". I cannot tell you how much this has moved me. How do you go on, when everything you lived for has gone?

[Starting Over]

This was amazing :)

[Tate Morgan]

I think it shows a vivid imagination shame we have to live in the real world really .As our thoughts are so much more intense

[Cherrie Palmer]

this line sums up the total feeling of agony ..There is nothing left except silence in my life, The kingdom of childhood inside of me is dead. I feel nothing, I’m numb, and I’m lost inside out, Your void makes me feel a sense of constant dread...very powerful and lonely.

[Crowley]

Pulling yourself out of the mire after this kind of experience is definitely one of lifes hardest obstacles. Great writing like this helps clarify and heal to the point tht it can, but time is the only b*****d that can give you bus fare. Strong, well written and emotional as hell. Nice write.