How do you enter an exit ?
How do you explain sun, the warmth that moon gives ?
How do you explain the beauty of life to a dying person?
How do you explain your flaws to someone who is perfect ?
How do you explain the miracle to someone who herself is the one
A writer writes to hide his pain.
And a reader reads to find someone who feels the same.
I still remember that
Day when I first saw you.
It's strange that
I remember you
But I've forgotten your face,
I remember your words
But I've forgotten your voice.
I also remember that day
When I first noticed
Your most beautiful part,
Because they are not,
It's your soul.
And how can I forget
The greatest of all
When you spoke
For the first time
Not to my left
Not my right
But to me.
I even remember that day
When I hit you with a rose,
Coz I did not realise
It had thorns
Which could scar you for life.
If they write a book
About my life,
You would be the
Just for myself.
Stories from science classes taught us that Sun attracts the Moon and Moon attracts the Sun.
Now beauty of their relationship is that though one of them wants the other a lot more than the other,the attraction between them is still an equal constant.
It was a beautiful lesson untill I learnt
that to never meet is their fate.
Now this is one true tragedy.
Love always and
Always love once again.
Love that partner who lied to you,
Love that uncle who touched you,
Love the one's who broke your heart,
And love your enemies as well
Because hatred will teach them a lesson
But only love will complete you again.
So love honestly
Love your family,
And even your neighbour's dog.
Love sunsets as much as you love sunrises,
Love reality just like your fantasies,
Love really hard and after you're all done
Love a little more
Because this world needs more love
So love for the love of god,
But please don't forget
To first love yourself.
I want to confess that I don't like
Crowd. I hate crowd and parties
And all social events
As those are the times when
I feel the loneliest.
I want to confess that
I have this childhood fear
That I'll have an ordinary life,.
That my dreams are too big for myself,
I won't experience miracle moments,
I won't become someone people look upto,
And I'll end up as just another face.
I want to confess that sometimes
I miss my grandmother's stories
Where by the end,
the protagonist boy always got
What he wanted, just because
He did not lose his morals.
But the last time I asked her,
she felt embarassed as
She couldn't remember those anymore
And I'll never hear them again.
I want to confess,
That I still have memories of those days
When you used to play dead and I panicked.
A life without you still has no purpose.
And I want to confess that I cry and I laugh,
I cry when I'm watching movies,
I cry when I feel hurt,
I cry a lot,
But I laugh in situations I'm not supposed to.
Let's talk about YOU.
I am your favourite
And I love this.
I'm heaven to none,
For making me your Sun.
We were children,
We were fools,
But thanks for that boat ride
Which made even that duck blush red
You are indeed special
For you ruined my psych
For now I know
What the other side of ******* looks like.
You motivate me
You both push and pull me
To make sure I alway rise infinite,
So thank you for those wings right.
You are like that sky after rain
Coz you are both grey and colour.
You're what the love child
Of rachel,monica and phoebe
Would look like.
So thank you
I am a bee
And it will always
Be YOU before me.