Wish You Were Here

the comfort you seek on those random arms
are they warm enough to bury the cold you left me?
did you find your happiness,
prices over my lost soul?
are the colors bright in your room?
scarred and stabbed, i bounce on this dark one.
searching and waiting
wishing you were here.

does it feel heavenly
trading my love for the gold ring?
hellish that i have become
frozen, broken, shattered and numb.
divine must be the walks on those streets now
once where you’d hold my hands with hope.
bleeding and dying
wishing you were here.

Do you think you can tell?
shattered glass from empty skies,
moaning stars on naked nights.
fractured heart from broken might?
do you think you can tell?

your voice echo
burning desires and dropping tears.
what have you found?
what have i found?
comfort in pain,
pain in comfort?
lost in disdain
still
wishing you were here.

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note:
every morning every night
stories of horror
of whats done wrong and whats done right.
the deceiving smile of you shining bright
like and angel
eating me alive
inside out
and yet
wish you were here

[The title has been shamelessly stolen from Pink Floyd’s ultra famous tune “Wish You Were Here”. Not just the title, as you read (if you happen to read) you will know other things have also been lifted from the same track. Before anyone points out, I accept it myself that it is blasphemous of me to even use anything from this timeless tune. ]

I Missed You Today… I Miss You Almost Everyday.

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There you lay in bed as we waited for you to rise
sprinkle us the bits of happiness with that sweet smile
spent a night in freezing cold
waiting for the mysteries to unfold 
just to hear the doctors say
“she’s gonna be ok”
the guts we had denied
that you soon will be out of sight.
Everybody cried, shreded some tears
no not me…but i stayed still in fears
the doctors said she is bound to go away 
all our hearts cried but the hopes were definitely alive
The shattered hopes the rusty guts was what we had
everything crushed- from the bones to the brains- when we knew you died.
There you were decorated to be set on fire
Sweetheart that was the last thing any of us ever desired
Never so broken we were
never so sensitive
never so lost.

You were laying down on bed with the shaved head
we couldnt resist but couldnt speak
hope you heard what our heart said 
“love you always, love you always”.

There you were on the woods the last glance we all took 
our souls burning and every heart mourning
The fire the fire the fire
all i see is the fire.
All the moments we shared together
shall remain with me forever
now that you are gone
dont mean you are forgotten
yes i missed you today
may be not everday
but i miss you almost everday
my brain recalls your name
and i hear your voice shouting my name…shouting his name and shouting our names.
I have no enough rhyme to honor your friendship
But i wish i could turn around the sands of time
and say when you said- you are a Good Friend indeed, “Good Friend indeed”.

COPYRIGHT SAJAN DANGOL 2012.

In Lights Of Heaven

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(This one is inspired by the book 5 People You Meet In Heaven by Mitch Albom. In particular the following lines that read:
Where is my worry?
Where is my pain?)

In lights of heaven,
Nothin remains-
No worries no pain,
No future no dream,
No torture no scream.

In lights of heaven,
Sights to see-
A vast ocean and a deep blue sea,
Orange skies and purple it’s yet to be,
Surfing clouds reaching places,
Naked angels graceful faces.

In lights of heaven,
What you feel-
No hot no cold,
No one so tough no one bold,
No hurt no scars to cry,
Only wings to fly.

In lights of heaven,
What you can do-
You can burn money,
You can burn cars,
You can burn cell phones,
You can shred guitars.

In lights of heaven,
Blessed are we-
Jumpin and runnin free,
Pickin mangoes from a tree,
No horrors in sight,
Just a heavenly light.

In lights of heaven,
What to be-
A good man drinkin a cup of tea,
Instead of I, he says We,
Weaving dreams for humans in his cell,
Selfishness burried down to hell.

COPYRIGHT SAJAN DANGOL 2012.

There lays my Girl

 

contemplating on her thought
there she sits on a wooden chair
it seems like the end of the world
and there lays a girl with a golden stare.

a long walk she takes alone
in loneliness her heart moans
strangers pass by like (a) ghost
there lays a girl with an anguished soul.

stories untold, she whispers within
ear to listen, she struggles inbetween
Diamond enlighted wisdom, in silence she told
there lays a girl with a voice on her soul.

engrave in sadness she bleeds
tormented by distress she screams
her heart with a disasterous hole
there lays a girl with a colorful soul.

the world turns back on her
turns around, rids a high speed train
a drop of tear she wipes
there lays a girl with a tear on her soul.

numb is what her heart has become
smile is what she needs
awaiting a hand to caress her hair
there lays a girl with a golden stare.

COPYRIGHT SAJAN DANGOL 2012.