Random thoughts

Bitter sweet tears and a thirst to quench.... in you.
What have we done to be torn apart?
Should I get a way to get through?
I guess the end has come at last... my beloved one.
A gust of cold wind froze my tears... my feelings perhaps,
and the moon, so sublime, casts its light upon my face,
and all my dreams, feelings and fears,
do not seem to diminish their frightful journey,
a journey of so many years... a neverending one.
In a corner of my mind I might stay,
where no thirst to be quenched blooms selfishly to be satisfied,
ready to make its way through.
In that corner I might find refuge, away... far away,
and then, perhaps, I will find my lost self,
and then perhaps, I will be a new me,
with no thirst, no tears, no fears...
Just a corner and a heart beating fearlessly in a thundered rainy night.
Bitter sweet memories and tears,
What am I supposed to do with them?
If I just throw them away, I would be throwing away a part of my human spirit,
but still I got a thirst... for you,
a thirst to be quenched in you, from you...
I may be a demon and an angel,
a dressed up angel to be forgiven,
an angel waiting to be redeemed.

Moscow
22.01.10
10.15pm