on lovin the DEAD

couched in the dark
gazing at the still
of air , of clouds and of chill
not a single flutter or tappings
in my silent musings
my longing for you grows
like a barren land's
towards pregnated skies
with the glittering jewels
in the midnight hour

oh! this pain of waiting
and the ticks of clock
with morning chasing
all gone with those first rays
the dreams you hold dear
are gone with the winds of illusion
and frets of temptations

your share of dreams
had stayed all night
in casino ,stretched roads ,and dirty drives
the hidden face of shame
wearing veils of night
lying on the couch
fiddling with the remote
how i wished
to control my world
to switch it on and off

i lost all my keys
and locked are the answers
to the question i ask
to the future
through the past
and this present splash
sandwiched between the two

another night passed
without your voice
the dream too are left
with no further choice
sleep dashed off the window
looking for you
in casino ,stretched roads and dirty drives

anything for that one moment with you
in the rain , holding hands,seeing the night die
staring at your last image
my eyes have have gone dry
now they hardly ever cry
for a compromise with pain
for then i would stay home
wrapped in your love
never to return
to your GRAVE again.............