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So many forgotten..

Still wonder what keeps me going with so many unrealised.

Every now and then I try and take a stalk

Where has life bought me?

And always end up mesmerized with what has happened..

Nothing has changed in its own way by changing every thing around

Beauty this life bestows can never be comprehended.

Most well read phrases always reminds..

"………life never gives you what you want but gives you what you need"

If it was so simple then why dream?

Lost and entangled still come out uncomplicated.

Beauty this life brings still mesmerizes me!

Had so many incomplete

so many forgotten still wonder why we move on …

…. Dreams lost don’t know in what time

but I still carry on with the same speed ….

Wonder what keeps the complicated so uncomplicated

And as simple as it sounds

without being able to take a stalk, where life brings you and where it moves on!!
351 · Jan 2015
Without a promise to return
Walking through the bewildered roads..

Looks like i am in a  trance world

Stopping only to ponder …

....Wonder what brings me to the path taken

Call it the miracle of life or destiny

which leads me to where I am now…

Path so new so unknown

Wonder if I could ever trust anything ever

Nothing remains forever

People say memories do, but couldn’t help but deny

That they too cheat! Coz if they were to remain…

would there be a need to change?

The irony of fate still looms

Know i need to make choices now…

But this time I hope that my memory cheats me too..

And helps me dilute every thought of the path I am leaving behind forever

Without a promise to return !
351 · Jan 2015
my beautiful butterfly
sometime in march 2013

it all started with a dream and beautiful dream of you in white and your soft face under the blue sky

i still remember how we were walking, your hands in mine

it felt like everything around us have stopped the world decided to stop and see us exchange our looks and comfort
I can still taste the warmth of your peaceful presence
Your glowing skin and your soft brown curls ...

your unsteady walk, holding onto me like you know I am here for you..

dolphins and mermaids and other beautiful creatures called you to play and join the fun ...

they followed us by the clear blue shore  in hopes you will ...
Water looked so perfect, like clear glass blue ... So warm so inviting.

i could sense excitement building in you, when you looked at me i could see your eagerness to fly, to venture to dive ..

i couldn't possibly let you go? i wondered how will you breath under water? ...but i knew you knew how ...

and then suddenly i woke up, wondering who you were and what the whole dream meant.

nothing changed that morning , it was the same old me and the same old emptiness i carried , not knowing what is that i miss ..only soon to know in days following that you are really coming to me.

oh my sweet little butterfly you exactly told me who you are and what you are coming for :)
My beautiful baby girl! You is all I longed for... In you I find my dreams. You came to me as bundle of joy weighing 3 kgs :)
277 · Jan 2015
Time
something’s stopping me..
Something I did and doing is not right

Still moving on with low conviction looks like I am living a dual life.

One so much different from the other.

Memories keep flashing, though I know things are different now and will be so forever

But someone in me has stopped somewhere.

Someone in me doesn’t want to grow… and is still holding hands with time,but without realizing the irony is that, time is actually slipping by!

The more I push myself away the fonder my heart grows …

The more I try to adapt to the reality and to what is now, the more it makes me feel wrong...

I know I caused some serious trouble to myself

Like the illness never to be discovered nor cured…

Like  a tear waiting for a small stroke of emotion to let it loose...

Never realized the danger I go myself into

Never realized the innocent short time I spent could cause such a danger to my belief

Left me faithless. And doubting…

Left me with a dual life, I have accustomed to live by

Without realizing the irony that time is what is slipping by!

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