Heartache!
intricately designed fabric I wear on my soul
is knitted of thoughts risen from mundane routine
beauty embedded in it turns me into a recluse
as I forget to look beyond this fabric
each fibre stretching along myriads of incidents
chosen, picked up and woven into my smile
a smile that traverses miles before it fades
in a sombre grin or a little tell tale frown on my forehead
does it cry aloud or shrieks for attention?
Do I fake emotions for the sake of drying up tears?
saline waters oozing of my own oceans
these weeds that outgrew their own roots
bear no fruit in spite of their being in waters at all times
when I look at thee you fail to read my mind
yet I know when your hands approach me
when your needs demand me
when your turmoil falls on coals red with heat
when I walk away with no desire to look back
this aches like nothing I know of can ever ache
it pains deep inside to look at that forlorn face
yet I know freedom from pain lies on this road somewhere
I chose not to listen to my own weeping heart
I keep walking farther and farther away from all heartaches!
…we are awestruck dear by these flight that lifts us to our very own personal realm…where it is the way we weave the fabric of emotion upon our soul that actually take us on to the road to discontentment or contentment…
…this gets great because this answered more questions than it raised …Waah ji Waah…
”’you seemed to have realised every single potential that dwelling into this arena could put on offer…
…it pains deep inside to look at that forlorn face, yet I know freedom from pain lies on this road somewhere,I chose not to listen to my own weeping heart,I keep walking farther …true at times it is letting go that helps but liberation lies in getting back to the things even if that caused a single moment of bliss…because often we miss upon the unrealised potential …as they say ‘a moment of love a bliss forever…’
…these weeds that outgrew their own roots bear no fruit … yes howsoever hard we try we cannot prevail upon the consequence and we all have our phase in the life where ‘when I look at thee you fail to read my mind…’but if we have learned to reconcile with our own selves we can definitely give a try at seeing eye to an eye with other individual too…
…at a personal level I wish to keep trying always…never giving it up…John Lennon lends me a hand …you may say I am a dreamer but I am not the only one…I hope some day you join us…
…thnx for being there with new offering and I wait for the next…!!!
Pain at its BEST…