"The hardest of all is learning to be a well of affection,and not fountain,to show them that we love them,not when we feel like it,but when they do"

Saturday, January 01, 2011

Love Death..

Walking bare feet,
up the cold stones.
It's kind of ticklish,
i embrace myself tight enough,
nothing gets past me.
Chilly air blowing, 
from the sides of the hug.
I am missing his warm clasp,
it's been missing for a longtime.
Was i always alone with him? 
or did he make me alone now?
I am now up here touching the clouds,
the cold oh it's softly killing me.
I rather tend to like it this way,
not that there is no other way for me to live up,
just that i can't be anyone's if not his.
Inch by inch i am nearing the edge;
the edge which will give me my last breathe.
My last moments,
my last thoughts,
my first and last love.
Forever i will be free;
I'll always be his.
This winter it's finishing me up fast.
It's consuming my palpitation.
This sensation of nothing below amazes me,
Yes i Finally die the death of you,
To be immortal and inseparable ,
from you my love.


Beyond Horizon said...

ok...now its really hard what to say...your words...painful..."Was i always alone with him?"...why did you felt such immense emotion?...being with beloved but still alone?

Blasphemous Aesthete said...

Please come now
I think I'm falling
Holding on to all I think is safe
It seems I've found the road to nowhere
And I'm trying to escape
I yelled back when i heard thunder
But I'm down to one last breath
And with it let me say
Let me say...

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge
And I'm thinking
Maybe six feet ain't so far down


Your writings makes me muse songs most of the times. Do you mix music in them? Nice one Alcina.

And happy new year.

Blasphemous Aesthete

xyzandme said...


Makk said...

Anyone doesn't need to jump to death to be with loves one.

:). Anyway ..your style is evolving with time. :)

Keep Writing.

Keep Smiling.

Alcina said...

@Beyond horizon
Let's ask the girl :) not me..(juts kidding :P )

It's just this question-answer that she is doing with herself before she surrenders herself to him.

And it's love death not actual death :P

Alcina said...

@Blasphemous Aesthete

Whatever your mind makes of it :)


Happy new year.. :)

Alcina said...



Thanks for the chiming..

Alcina said...


As titled its a love death and not actual one my dear..
One can say imagery or dreaming :)

Glad you noticed(seriously i tried something new :P )

If only you keep tuning ;)

Keep smiling always..

Arjit Srivastava said...

Simple, eloquent, and beautiful. :)

Alcina said...


Thank you.. :)

Thanks for chiming in..!!

simran said...

Beautiful poem !!

Alcina said...

Thanks simo :)

Ninu said...

y does she want to jump off the edge to b with him?? is he dead??? :O

its ur poem na... y u want him dead??

not fair.. :|

Alcina said...

As i specified to one more commentator it's not actual death..
One can say imagery or dreaming..