After a long time,
From the hidden stories, to the revealed truth.
It seems similar yet a different drama altogether
It looks as if I lost it again,
But founded how to loose it again.
I borrowed words to express,
I stole emotions to impress.
But I could still be me when in anger and distress,
As I said after a long time there is a progress.
Mild and heavy packets of emotions,
Lovely and sad similar moments.
With walks with similar talks,
With notions making it looks same
After a long time it looks similar but it is so different
What we perceive is probably not the complete picture or may be not even the truth, what exists is perhaps more than we could encapsulate and think. May be emotions exist deeper than they could be defined and are much more complex than they are perceived as. I view life as learners ground and try to scribble about every string that produces sound, every stroke that forms a shape and every emotion that could be framed.
Tuesday, 16 November 2010
Sunday, 14 November 2010
If I was
If I was wind who could fly,
would have no limits and set no boundaries,
before reaching your yard.
If I was rays who could rise,
would have come to your door steps evry morning.
Lifted the veil of dark from your face,
would have smiled at you all bright.
If I was drops of dew,
that could melt.
would hav sprinkled my self on your eyes
made you feel how cold, is my melted soul.
If I could read your mind,
would want to know,
how fast is your heart beat right now ?
want to know if you like me liking you.
would have no limits and set no boundaries,
before reaching your yard.
If I was rays who could rise,
would have come to your door steps evry morning.
Lifted the veil of dark from your face,
would have smiled at you all bright.
If I was drops of dew,
that could melt.
would hav sprinkled my self on your eyes
made you feel how cold, is my melted soul.
If I could read your mind,
would want to know,
how fast is your heart beat right now ?
want to know if you like me liking you.
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