Thursday, February 28, 2008

I carve out
my bleeding heart
it hurts bit more
as I laugh

in your silence
burns me
in the rain

in your eyes
cuts me deeper than
the deepest sea

fly away home
I set you free
as I pick up the pieces
of our dream

© 2008 by Chhaya. All rights reserved
PS: the image is googled


Tiger March 5, 2008 at 5:14 PM  

Nice Blog.. Great Work..



Adam March 21, 2008 at 12:56 AM  

your poems capture a strong sense of hurt, I think. and a longing to belong.

there must be many a good story tied to what you write. something like that. this is my first impression.

Opaque June 29, 2009 at 5:37 PM  

This is immensely sad! Burns in the rain just amplifies the pain here. Ah! very well expressed!

This is one of your finest pieces! Keep writing!!!

PS: Pardon me, but I must add that I love your name very much. I recall you mentioning that it translates to shadow, right? Nice!!!

Chhaya June 29, 2009 at 6:04 PM  

@Brosreview - glad to know that u like my name Ajey.. yes, it does mean "The shadow" .. May be this is the source of all the shades of black in my poems :)

Anonymous,  July 9, 2009 at 9:21 PM  

sirf ek baat hi bolunga is poem ke liye wo..

in your silence
burns me
in the rain"

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