Unclaimed

They say,
You bring out the best in me,
In euphoric times,
And in emptiness. Equally.
So you see,
I've been consumed by you,
In everyway.
I am of no good to another.
This soul is sold.
And to be possessed by none.
© 2008 Rituparna Das

The pact

When we said goodbye,
You couldn't smile,
Neither did you cry. Well, I did.
Now I don't anymore,
It's futile. You are fading away.
So let's make a pact now,
We'll meet sometimes,
In my dreams.
I will smile then.
And you can cry.
© 2008 Rituparna Das

Touchstone

In a place beyond the dark,
Sinister times, there lies a white touchstone,
I'll travel in space, and fetch it one day,
And put it in your red trembling hands,
You should not suffer this way,
And be free from your web of lies.
© 2008 Rituparna Das

Future

I am anxious to reach
That phase in my life,
When I can think of you,
And not be in constant strife
With self, and not be in pain,
When you are near me.
I want to look at you and smile,
Like before, like it once used to be.
© 2008 Rituparna Das

Forbidden journey

This evening,
Caged in the present lifetime,
I wish to transcend,
The ever so hypnotic
And luminous twilight zone,
To find a place in eternity,
Where we can rebuild our lost hopes,
And dwell in the warmth of our desires,
Breathing the air of longing,
Drinking the potion of forbidden love.
© 2008 Rituparna Das

Hackneyed lovestory

You would not understand,
How deeply I've loved you,
Such pity, you'll never realize your worth,
And know your life's true due.

You are reaching for the stars today,
You have no time and love has no value,
If tomorrow I should give up and turn away,
I know, you wouldn't look back to fret and rue.

But if you ever open your heart to me,
I would still be standing here,
Hopelessly loving you like I have always had,
Dreaming of a lifetime to share.
© 2008 Rituparna Das

Time

Life and it's uncertainty,
Today it's all the more so,
If I am to die today,
With me this secret will go.

You will be here not knowing,
Perhaps a little sad for a day or two,
Then they will fade and be gone,
Memories of me, that you barely knew.
© 2008 Rituparna Das