Monday, May 12, 2008

Placebo

With a violin she sat playing a tune,
By the window looking down the street;
Those strings wept in accord, and voiced her frown.
Not a single tear rolled as her eyes were sealed.

Drowned deep in despair, the reason only she knew,
The empty street just echoed with no accompaniment to her tune.
A tune so mesmerizing, it could have put the world to sleep,
Even the pesky neighbour or foe didn’t bother to disrupt.

The night was as dark as kohl,
Not a single star was out there to accompany her in grief.
In slumber and dreams the rest of the world was lost,
Here she was making melody to find some peace.

A click startled her and she stopped playing,
The door of her room opened and he slowly stepped in.
Looking at him she dropped the bow and violin,
Rushed towards him and into his arms she gave in.

He swept her off her feet and took her to bed,
She cried bitterly with her head on his shoulder.
He made her lie down and wiped her tears.
Dimmed the lamp by the bed and kissed her eyes to sleep.

Seeing her fast asleep he tiptoed to the exit,
Leaving her alone on the bed he slept crashed on the nearby couch.
Gently, she opened her eyes and followed him after a few minutes,
Saw him sleeping peacefully she reclined on a chair by his side.

He looked real tired after working all day real hard,
Now they were gradually turning strangers to the concept called love.
He was a part of the rat race and this had torn them apart.
He had found a new partner and profession played that part.

She got back to her room pulled the door behind,
Sat by the window with remorse and regret,
Picked up her violin and bow, and resumed to play real soft.
She too had found a new companion and her passion is what she sought.

25 comments:

Ivory Maiden said...

Work has teared love apart...
Hope people understand this...
Inspiring work

smriti said...

heyyy amazin one eddy...veryyy sweet...this is wht happens eventually i guess...sad bt true :)

smriti said...

heyyy amazin one eddy...veryyy sweet...this is wht happens eventually i guess...sad bt true

Pri said...

beautiful! :)
its very true that the rat race makes us lose out on somethings which we try hard to replace...
when the truth is they probably are the only things wch are 'irreplaceable' ...

Winnie the poohi said...

So sensitive!!

Loved the theme!

vandana said...

:) masterfully written :) intense n engrossing .. realisitc n sensitive.

I wonder how may couples wud be facing the same fate because of hectic pace n work priorities...

nice work :)

Priyanka Khot said...

brilliant

Amber Light said...

Wow. This one's lovely!
"Drowned deep in despair" caught me. I love the repetition of the consonants. Was it intentional?

meenakshi said...

this describes the pain of bereavemnet.... at a point 1 perosn is everything in life, u marry her... promise to make her life beautiful and other... u leave her for some one else... a new body... not because she never loved u, not because she never worshipped u.. but because u were a follower of mortality, u were a follower of frugality....
sad for ppl who do so and this poem reveals such a painful plot.... i like the violin part a lot scribbi... like we are in love with our poems...

manjeera said...

He swept her off her feet and took her to bed,
She cried bitterly with her head on his shoulder.
He made her lie down and wiped her tears.
Dimmed the lamp by the bed and kissed her eyes to sleep.

Beautifully penned....

Dolly Singh said...

Very relevant write in today's times and u have executed it brilliantly...with subtlety n grace

rukhiya said...

Ah! The monotony we all get into eventually and leave the heart to rust under, find our own companions knowing theyll not compensate the other. A smooth narrative with a sad-but-true message. Nice :)

vEENs said...

this is like the most beautiful one i have read in some time... i like the way u portray emotions :)

beautiful and true :)

Nandhni said...

This is a sublte yet powerful theme
Luvd the flow
Maestro ;)

Neelima Balachandran said...

sad but beautiful thought...and i feel the beauty of it lies here

'He swept her off her feet and took her to bed,
She cried bitterly with her head on his shoulder.
He made her lie down and wiped her tears.
Dimmed the lamp by the bed and kissed her eyes to sleep.'

Companionship dies...nd maybe relationships too...but not love...its still very painful but i like to thnk of it tht way... :)

Candid Confessions said...

Aww.. In as much as I want to put it off, you have reminded me what reality is! Beautiful and candid!

blogged in! said...

Work is what gives comfort but not happiness! :)

Wonderfully written! I admire your scribbles a lot...

Indrajit said...

no words to express this one .
keep penning .

The Muse said...

Yet again,u've captured reality very beautifully!

Commendable.

Nemo said...

Phew...!
Killer! :)

Nemo

Megna said...

Painted such a grey shaded image in my mind that now my eyes are misty....

You have that affect ammie.

M

kamna said...

kind of a real life experience..
shud i say this or nt dont know..
nthing intentionaly dun..
bt at tyms we land at similar consequences..
cud so much relate to it!
LoVEd iT!!

sunita said...

a powerful write.........

"THE BARD WHO DOESNT HAVE TO TRY TOO HARD" said...

luvd d narration..scribbler at ur best...

Mihir said...

Dude, you were right! I do see how this falls into the Sanjay/Shikha story somewhere...

Mind if I use it someday? (with due credits and links, of course!)