incomplete...

Those tattered dreams and scattered memories do taunt

fingers search for the right keys,

but can never strike the perfect note

the tapping of the keyboard,

the disharmony of the piano

words and music flow inadequate

and never accurate.

a heave, a sigh, a new start again...

an eternal try at reaching the perfection

but...for what?

of tears, and songs, and symphonies too short

coz you don't have time for lengthy poems.

a drop of tear to trickle down the cheek...

not two not three.. just a drop.

i sing a song, but suddenly stop.

between my lyrics and my music

i lose the symphony somewhere amidst

my half formed tears, my incomplete songs

my unwritten poems

the care i never showed

were all for lack of time...

time to love, time to know,

and time to care and time to show.

Someday in a different horizon,

when days and nights wud last for long

when you and i have time enough

i will cry all over for you,

i will sing those unsung melodies,

and i will write those poems i promise.

i will show you how much i care.

till then, let my half formed tears, 

my incomplete songs,

and my unwritten poems,

be witness to how incomplete i am without you...