when memories but just memories

And then sometimes the silence screams at you, darkness screams at you, memories scream at you piercing through these screams wishes scream back at you… wistful..wistful wishes…

The night, when the palms clenched itself and opened again.. and again… asking for something that was a part of nothing… thin air hanging above her body while she pretended to sleep that night , she tried snatching that something so desperately, only to find her hands empty…as if the still air in the room reacted back in reflex, with a soft push….whispering a promise of nothingess…
Prayers…that were desparate…full of hopes…sacred..innocent…strong …bold…ambitious…
returned behind more of absolute eternal emptiness

Tears finally learnt how to trickle down silently from the corner of the eye…making no noise…so hushed..no one would know… when the heart can contain no more…numbed but somewhere deeply slit..wounds bleed indeed..and they bleed so hard.. anger fails..sadness fails.. normalcy fails…

Eyes left with a lifetime of longing expression..speaking a language of eternal void…
When presence is but a memory….when memories but just memories…
When there is no court left to give a verdict…help the helplessness…

When eyes deliberately sink into nightmarish sounds in midway slumber and search for the nothing ..search for the gone..craving one glimpse..even if its false….even if its not meant…because it is so meant deep insde…so wanted…so precious…

Memories fly back to the moment of that stil nothing lying on the ground…that flooded the air with millions of screams… when even that stillness felt like a presence…it felt…it whispered…of all that could have been…

The world lies at those feet…that went so cold…lied at those still clenched palms that once desperately tried escaping the fate of nothingness…
while the other set of siamese palms clenched itself and opened again.. and again… asking for something that was so brutally cruely declared as no more..