Einhorn

Like every other story teller, I just fail to ignore the call of untold stories, so I narrate...

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Silent Scream

Though I am not supposed to tell
I still have seen the longing in their eyes,
The hunger in their minds,
The passion, which keeps their cold hearts beating.
I know the taste of their fear,
I have smelled the agony weighing on their shoulders,
And the void of their losses in their chests I have heard.

One step, it is one single step you have to take;
And then reach out your hand,
stretch your arm as far as you can
And sing a bitter sweet song.
Before you know it, a hand will take yours,
a warm hand with invincible hope and immortal love in its palm;
An enchanting voice would start singing your song
And the pain would no longer be only yours to bear.


Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Timeline


All the comings and goings of time
I thought I had understood them at last
I believed I had the perfect 'watch' over it
I thought there was a precise definition of minutes and seconds
Yet the years which have gone by mock me
I loose track of the months, I lose my days
Suddenly I am here, in front of you, waiting for your hands
Waiting for the hands which are no longer there
And yet they feel closer than ever
It feels as though nothing has ever changed
As if not a single day has passed
Suddenly all the battle scars start bleeding again, 
the memories start to hurt
and I hear a cry of pain so close like nothing I have felt for a long time
And then I hear a song humming all around me
I feel warmth and I feel hope, I see tears and I taste blood
Suddenly, the flow of time makes no more sense
Cause you are here with me again
and our hands hold on to each other
once more
and forever