Everything will be all right —

a beautiful lie
we keep telling to
our silly, innocent hearts.

The truth is —

if everything
were meant to be all right,
nothing would have
gone wrong
in the first place.

.
​Life is the question,
we live in it.

​Death is the answer,
we leave with it.

I have let you go

then why do I

still find you

in my heart?

Love doesn't discriminate
it breaks all barriers
touches every heart.

Love has no limit
no boundaries
it flows endlessly like time.

shapeshifting sand dunes

sculpting floating desert landscape

Wind —the creator.

Sometimes, very rarely,
if you are lucky,
you might meet someone
out of nowhere—
who teaches you
to smile,
even when your heart
is heavy with pain
and your eyes
are filled with tears.

If the harsh words you spoke

could ever rebound,  

you would have known

how painful they are.

I was just a misspelled word
you so easily erased
from the notebook of your life.

                  
Now,
how do I ever erase you —
the most beautiful poem of my heart?

Far far away from you

in some corner of the universe

somewhere in the unknown —

is there any place

I can call home?

A place of peace and quiet,  

where happiness also lives.

As I was falling into the darkness

a helping hand reached out

to pull me out of the dark

and bring me back to light.

Afraid of dragging a friend down

I pulled my hands back,

let it go.

Broke the last

thread of light.