I have been often asked and being questioned, for some of them, I am too cynical about it. I remember a line from my old conversation that I am enjoying the game right now, but later I will have regret. If I continued in the same way, I will end up empty hands. I never felt resentment about the questions or anything I have been asked because I know it’s their love and care nothing else. Unfortunately, I was never able to justify my feelings to them, and still I have the same problem. Maybe it seems cynical and illusionary for others, but I have already found that and being in that love I don’t think I need any another love to step forward in my life. This love is eternal and beautiful, and able to shred the inner darkness without any pain and without having any fear of detachment. I know it sounds like daydreams though these dreams are fascinating. They don’t hurt anyone, and there is also no chance of getting hurt by someone, is it bad? Maybe not, it’s pure as a thin layer of air which does not make any discrimination between people by cultural and regional boundaries. I am not the only one; there are many people alike. There is no particular reason for these situations; it’s not necessary that you need a broken heart or something else to reach here. You learnt through your experiences and your experiences bring you there. It’s all about our need, some people like to be with someone and for some of them, they just need themselves. What I learnt it’s concluded here, it’s not always important to be loved by someone, the most important thing is to have that love.
I love you, and I know you love me too,
Now there is no need to find out where,
I know you are somewhere inside,
So I am not afraid anymore,
You are going to be with me always,
Even I am surrounded by the tides at sea shore,
For me, you are same as morning dew,
Nothing is hidden inside, no remnant from the past,
Just appears as fresh start, as always new,
Being with you, resides no fear, no pain,
Still I am walking alone to reach the heights,
But now it doesn’t feel that I am walking in the empty lane,
Warmth runs through the blood,
Even in the cold, weary night,
I don't feel alone either in search of anything,
With you, everything seems so right,
But I feel sorry still I can’t define,
I wish I can pour some feelings instead of wine,
I know yours existence would always be questionable,
Because they can’t see how much beautiful you are,
You are deep and boundless dreams of the eyes,
May not be noticed but far better than the unresolved lies.

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