Thursday, April 30, 2015

I know my friend



Yesterday I was talking to my friend about the choices we made in our lives. As per my friend sometimes we have to leave the things even we love them more than anything. My friend told me that sometimes you are surrounded by inevitable conditions, and that time it becomes necessary to move ahead to survive in this world. But my friend accepted the fact about void that is left inside, can’t be fulfilled by anything else. I don’t know, but I can feel the pain of my friend. I agree about the things that my friend had said, but I would like to tell my friend. The void that you felt inside, is not a void. That is created purposely to fill with new things because you need space to place them inside.

My dear friend, I know what you have been feeling inside,
I know how much you miss those things that have left behind,
I know you were never wrong, and you had to make some choices,
I know that choice was just a demand of time otherwise you would never have taken, and never had allowed yourself to unbind,



I know it must be too hard for you, same as locking yourself inside the dark room,
And you know that room is too dark even you can’t see yourself,
But that darkness is your need to conquer the darkness inside you,
That’s why you made a decision because you wanted to change the things those were due,

I know the whole story that have never been told by you,
But your silent footsteps and cold breath at each stop has explained everything,
Sometimes you feel betrayed by time and sometimes by your choices,
But trust me, my friend, time has never done anything wrong, has always shown us a new way,
Its way is different from our thoughts, and sometimes it ask you to give something in return, and then you have to pay,

I must say you are not alone my dear, we all have voids in our lives,
And we have to wait for the right time to fill them with something good,
I agree that waiting factor does not sound good, that makes us anxious and weird sometimes,
But I know my dear we all have capability to deal with ourselves, to make our song with new rhymes.






No comments:

Post a Comment