I feel bad.
She had been trying to let him know
He never looked back.
She had been trying not to lose him
He had chosen another one.
She had been trying to forget the past
He came again and again.
I am lucky enough.
I could tell him at least the deepest fears
I could let him know what I am afraid of
I could make him believe what 'in between' means
Though the people came and go
Though I had been the epitome of confusion
Though I made thousands of blunders
I am lucky to have Someone
Who is still there. Thank you You don't know what it means to me.
The lover knocked at his Beloved’s door. “Who knocks?” said the Beloved from within. “It is I”, said the over. “Go away. This house will not hold you and me”The lover withdrew and pondered for years on the words the Beloved had said. Then he returned and knocked again.“Who knocks?” “It is you”The door was immediately opened.(Anthony Demello)
Only a couple of years ago you would say - Who cares!
You would walk out alone and drink on bears.
Only a couple of years ago...
You would laugh on your own silly jokes
You would stand apart from folks.
Only a couple of years ago I knew you
Do I know you even now?
The silence prolonged
The sorrows getting on
I know you haven't changed
Its just you - that I haven't known.
Look at a picture for more than usual time.
Suspend all your thoughts. All your works. Have enough time.
Feel intensely about the picture. Feel that you are already there.
You are a part of it ... now
You will suddenly discover a story within you.
I don't know if it is a 'forever' story. I just Believe the echo.
I heard plenty times my name whispered in the air. I heard echoes strange - far off from the world of streams where water flowed like wind. It was a place between heaven and earth where you were. Where you are now.
I wish you would come soon or take me with you. Because without you there isn't no life, no death no happiness and I don't even feel like crying. Every time my belief in the world, in its people broke I looked for you and found you always serene n whispering in my ears, "I m there." And when I looked into your eyes with the expression, "Forever?" You flew few glittering stars in the wind closed my eyes and whispered in my ear again - "... Forever!"
There was a little girl who had no dolls to play so she made friends with the Moon. Being such a little girl she loved to be with herself and so for many days she played with the moon but one day she couldn't find it anywhere. That day she needed him most. She waited until dawn but there was no sign of her pretty friend. Her heart broke badly. After few days when finally there came a crescent shaped moon , she looked away and locked herself indoor.
Now she is no more a little girl. She had lost herself in childhood and so perhaps she looked for an alternative or for someone who could find her for her. She made friends with him. They went on pretty well - she thought it was pretty well. And one day when she needed him most when she waited for long she could find him no where. Her heart broke. More badly than the last time. And only then she learned that ... that she shouldn't have broken with the Moon.