Lacuna ft. Phir Bhi Tumko Chaahunga

Posted on by Hemalatha Ramesh

i’m a blank and empty space
that’s void of everything,
my heart doesn’t beat lub-dub.
close your eyes,
place hands on my chest
you’ll hear the symphonies of love,
lost love, old love,
rhyming with million metaphors.
is there an antidote to heal my heart?

“meri jaan main har khaamoshi mein*
tere pyaar ke naghme gaaunga…”

i feel that a part in me is
missing
the one who, loves too much,
hugs too much, kisses too much,
pleases too much,
compliments too much
is buried deep inside a pit.
the one who offered everything
in heavy doses takes heavy doses
of sleeping pills
to combat insomnia.

tell me a place where i could scream
loud and nobody hears except the
trees and grasses,
shall my chemistry with nature
intensify and i shall get lost in its
little serendipites.

there’s a small space in me
that accommodates all that
hippocampus, couldn’t.
it is filled with
regrets and rues.
undress my soul,
it’ll show how
the anatomy of a flower (dead rose)
look like.

these cigars have me alive,
my lungs breathe promises
that are broken,
and my skin has a layer of
dead hope.
i wear shadows of silence as overcoat
and live in a dark abyss
where
no one invades,
no one leaves.

today, i look at the candid pictures that captured my real smile and true moments.
mystical feelings connect us to the louche emotions inside,
or is it just in my life i wonder.

i find myself in between the
notes of sad songs and
ancient antique pieces.
all the trauma bleeds through my pen
as long and short sentences.

“lekin jab yaad karoge tum
main banke hawaa aa jaaunga”

the narrow corner in my room
helds me safe, helds my thoughts safer.
this is me, rising up two steps
and falling four steps;
deep and down.

for they say,
live a little more and love a little less,
i say “yes” in a feeble voice.

Thank you so much for reading!

26 thoughts on “Lacuna ft. Phir Bhi Tumko Chaahunga”

  5. SMiLes Dear Hemalatha How Beautiful
    And Deeply You Express The Loss of
    Human Soul And The Struggle

    To Regain That Peace
    Inhaling Love Exhaling

    For All Yes The Smile

    of the Little Child Reaching

    Up to the Nurturing Trust and
    Faith of the Mother Integral to

    Belonging to All that is Nature

    Ours to Share And Give Freely

    To Each Other too Caring So Much
    Yet the Smile of the Child Will Be Taken Away
    For Mechanical Cognition Actually Does that

    As We Become the Jobs the Tools We Use

    More Than US!

    Creatures With
    HeARTS SPiRiTS

    Feeling And Filling Soul

    Mind And Body Whole No Longer

    Stuck Up THere With Addictions
    That Never

    Feel and

    Fill As
    HeART Carrying
    SPiRiT to SoUL
    For All to Move
    Connect And Co-Create Now

    With SMiLes With SMiLes Warm
    And True Never Feeling Separate
    Now Again From Souls Whole Complete Enough Now..:)

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