Walls

This was written a few months back in my notepad. It should have been posted before Holding Back, you might see why.

Imprisoned behind these walls
That I built around me
It takes a special kind of force to bring it down
Not one, but the hearts of two alone

Wishful thinker, are you blind?
The search is not over
So you cannot begin to sigh
Breathe in however,
For you may even miss the free air

No answers for the piling questions,
Save for one: You have not arrived, you never did

Back to my wall, where I still wait
Nothing will touch me here,
As long as it is just me
Nothing can tear down these walls
Certainly not me

© Rahul Chidambaran 2011

Holding Back

Sometimes I feel like I am holding my own leash
Restraining myself from the much needed release
It's really just a battle for control
Between me and myself, who will first let go?

I am however tired of holding on
Would be so much easier to let go of these bonds
There is good reason though, to stand behind the line
For the sake of my heart, I must wait for the right time


{My mind screams: No!
 What if it is time that we let go?
 I remind it: We walk before we run
 Let us not jump the gun}


While I hide behind my walls
I can't help but notice the bricks that fall
Perhaps its too early to say
Though I feel someone hacking away

Hey you,
Won't you stay?

© Rahul Chidambaran 2011