A Friday Moment

A Friday Moment

A Friday moment, a single photo, no words – capturing the week or day or experiences. A simple or extraordinary moment.

This moment is a ritual found on   Life – Inspired by the Wee Man, Adopted from Soulemama. Which was introduced to me by my fellow bloggers. If you find yourself touched by a moment, and would like to participate, post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comment section, so I can visit your “Moment.”

Photos: Ron Bezbaruah

Awaiting Salvation

AWAITING SALVATION

Photo: Google Image

The deep resonance of your voice

Stirs my broken soul

My heart overjoyed

As I listen to your words…

When you whisper

“I love you baby”

I imagine me in your arms

And remember those moments

That stays buried in me,

Us in our make belief world…

My entrapped soul struggles

To fly and live those lost dreams

It forgets…

Us, no longer exist

We are now travellers

Paving our own destiny

Two separate entities

Two unlike destination…

I chastise my ever hopeful heart

For dreams that are not mine

Wishing sometimes I could

Rip it out…

My desire and longing for you

Burn like ember in the

Darkness of my mind

And I wait for it to die…

For loving you like I do

Has withered the petals

Of my very being

Torn and broken

It awaits another rebirth,

Another salvation…

But for now it lays

Amidst carcasses of questions

That remain dead and silent.

A Friday Moment

A Friday Moment

A Friday moment, a single photo, no words – capturing the week or day or experiences. A simple or extraordinary moment.

This moment is a ritual found on   Life – Inspired by the Wee Man, Adopted from Soulemama. Which was introduced to me by my fellow bloggers. If you find yourself touched by a moment, and would like to participate, post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comment section, so I can visit your “Moment.

Photos: Ron Bezbaruah

My Salvation

My Salvation

Photo: Google Image

The scorching sun

Beats down,

Sweltering…

A hot ball of flames…

Searing all that comes

In its path…

I watch the pure

Shafts, strong and purposeful

Illuminating the universe

And I think of my heart

That was

Scarred and torn…

The hell fire that blazed…

Of agony, longing and despair

Darkness like a shroud

Loomed like eternity…

Trapped in the inferno

I was consumed…

Writhing and tossing

Lost and seduced…

While Hope

Mocked and jeered…

Until, one day

A blinding white light

Struck down…

Humility stormed

The dark recesses of

My torn soul…

Surrender burnt into ashes

The stubborn streak

Of sadness that lingered…

My heart was sanitized

Cleansed…

Leased a second life

A second chance

I was freed…

Relinquishing all

I found my salvation…

A Friday Moment

A Friday Moment

A Friday moment, a single photo, no words – capturing the week or day or experiences. A simple or extraordinary moment.

This moment is a ritual found on   Life – Inspired by the Wee Man, Adopted from Soulemama. Which was introduced to me by my fellow bloggers. If you find yourself touched by a moment, and would like to participate, post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comment section, so I can visit your “Moment.”

Photo: Ron Bezbaruah

DUSK

DUSK

Photo: Google Images

The dusk awaits patiently,

Neither here nor there…

For the comforting night,

Not far behind…

Like me…

I am dusky like the

Bewildered dusk

I wait for the

Enveloping darkness,

Tired of the ambiguities

Of my life…

Fair?

Dark?

Always somewhere between

Neither here nor there

In a limbo with you…

You say you love me

I am the dusk…

Do you see the darkness?

That lurks…

Stealthily waiting…

To plunge me into

A bottomless pit?

Or do you see the light?

I show to you and the world

Hiding my woes and lost dreams?

A façade nearly perfected.

I am dusky…

Suspended in between

Wanting to surrender to you…

Yet restraining the reins

Of my passion…

Do you know me?

This shadowy self…

I wait to be on the other shore

Fair or dark perhaps…

What would you choose?

If only partially…

For giving yourself

Was never your intention…

I am the dusk…

A duality…

Know me

I am to you what I portray…

Never the whole

Part light

Part dark

Always unfathomable,

Seductive…

A Friday Moment

A Friday Moment

A Friday moment, a single photo, no words – capturing the week or day or experiences. A simple or extraordinary moment.

This moment is a ritual found on   Life – Inspired by the Wee Man, Adopted from Soulemama. Which was introduced to me by my fellow bloggers. If you find yourself touched by a moment, and would like to participate, post your picture on a Friday and leave your link in the comment section, so I can visit your “Moment.”

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