(A disclaimer to avoid confusions & misunderstanding: This is a symbolic ode representing the relationship between me and my religious faith, which has seen its ups, downs and plateaus. GBU :-) )
I am a lover, a lover who has lost his dear love; my dear love who seems to be eons away from me.
Hey, do not blame her, for it's not she who moved away, but me who is hiding myself away from her. Constantly calling out for me, waiting for my return, there she is; alas, I can't...
Yes, there she is; calling out to me with her outstretched arms, "Oh my dear,come back to me. Missing you harder than ever before". Yes dear, to be back with you is what I yearn, but the invisible rift between us! Crying and yearning to be back with you, but some force,unseen and unheard, is pulling me back again.
Each day, I wake up assuring myself, "Yes,today I will patch up our differences. I will be back with her again". But as helpless as I am, I am not able to. I know I owe a lot to you; I am what I am today because of you. You made me who I am today. To run away from you is something I can't eve fathom about; but this is what I am doing now! Oh no, I don't want to be away from you. Every single minute without you is like ages to me; together, every hour flies by.
Oh dear, these eyes of mine have seen a lot, a lot to reckon indeed. But, in the absence of your light, everything else becomes just shadows. Seen has these eyes a lot, too much to bear with.
The sight of them tearing you apart, O' my dear, I stood there watching helpless and weak.
Pounce upon u from darkness they did, digging their claws deep into your heart.
Snatch you away, from me they did, whilst killing you moment by moment. Used they neither daggers nor claws, but their talons and feathers hidden under their pristine hoods.
Faces they concealed, hide they did their countenance.
Once their hoods gave away and revealed their faces; oh aghast, it could not be so!!!
Neither enemy nor any foe, but our very owns who destroyed you dear!
Sight of this could not I bear, no more could I help you dear.
Broken and shattered; my heart does ache,my limbs do tremble,speechless I am before thee now!
But, as dear as I am to you, I will be back here for you
No more a pacifist, here I am to rescue you
Yes dear, here I am to rescue you
Here I am to rescue you.
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