Was there anything called love at all?
Or was it always an illusion that we all looked
forward to?
Does it come along affection and care?
or is it always misunderstood?
Did I love you- mortal being so much?
Or did I love myself along with you?
Did you respond to me to my feelings?
Or did you just be yourself too?
Guess it’s not as much a burden to have responded,
As much it is to detach from an attachment?
Guess it’s not as much to a pain to say "go"
as much as me living as dead life!!!
You know very well, what is this world like,
if it has not air, water or food?
But do you know what it is like,
to not have love, trust or a pure relation?
You are wise, not to ignore me, not to forget,
you are perhaps wiser indeed, to not love me forever..
You are indeed a super-star among your friends,
and still a super star- to not make a family with me..
The depths of the ocean are too little, deeper is my
heart,
The darkness in the universe is not enough to describe
my pain at all,
The fragrance in a flower, is perhaps too short lived,
thus, is my life perhaps, short, little and dead..
may be that’s why, you chose yourself over me,
with your dreams that you will live or you will kill..
maybe you need more of you and more of yourself,
which despises you for a never ending mortal life.
And the question, still remains!!
Was there anything called love at all?
Or was it always an illusion that we all looked
forward to?
Does it come along affection and care?
or is it always misunderstood?
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