The departed Lover.

 i could feel a slight prick as you

shared secret conversations with her,

i could recognize that smile ...

........

what it meant,

and it hurt me to know that

those were not for me

this time,

it angered me to know

i wasn't the reason for

those spark in your eyes,

angered me so much 

that i could easily

 hurt you,

 it killed me to see 

the look you had on your face when

you were around her,

i understood the

way you held her

how happy it made you feel

to hold her,

share that moment with her.

i once wanted to be the reason to make you feel like that.

but now i could crush your heart

just the way 

seeing you right now

crushed mine.

the warmth you shared with her,

was burning me ,

and i wanted to burn you in it.

i hated the fact 

that i still love you..

..........

i miss those days when love would make me feel all romantic and warm ......

all fuzzy inside,

now it just makes me more realistic and cold.

      

Its important that you cry after you get hurt,

it helps you wash away the pain ..

...the memory

Standing Alone

I was waiting alone,
 in the corner of the
 crowd,
waiting for someone,
hoping for someone,
I alomet thought,
i would be standing
alone,
for a long time,
when you came along
and held my hand
and i told to myself now
I'll never be alone.

But then you wanted,
to get into the crowd,
be a part of it,
I did try to do that
but found loosing myself,
in the crowd
.
and you could not see that,
you did not feel how I felt,
even when i tried to tell you,
my voice seemed lost in the
 loud noise of the crowd.

so I had to let you go,
so i had to leave myself alone.

Dear Love,

I have heard so much about you,

I wish we could meet some time soon in the future,

I might have seen you vaguely or known you casually,

but i guess things din't work out,

maybe the time wasn't rite,

maybe the circumstances weren't opportune,

or maybe probably it just wasn't  time for us to meet,

I have heard so much about you,

some say ," Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.  It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.  Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.."

Is it really true, i would like to know........i would like to ask you,

I have heard so much about you,

seen many people filled with you...

some obsessed with you,

some still searching for you,

some have lost faith in you....declaring to the world that you don't exist,

do you really.......or don;t you,

I have heard so much about you,

different things from so many people,

are they all true..?

they say you'll keep them alive....no food no water

are you all that,

or are they just people pinning their hope...

their faith....their life  on something in the air,

I hope you don't disappoint them.

I hope you are all that i hear and more,

I wish you can keep everyone alive...everyone sane.

Oh! I just recalled a brief encounter i has with you, those were the best moments in my life,

but guess you were in a hurry,

left me too soon.

I could not get to know you very well.

I hope i do.

I have heard so much about you,

I hope we meet sometime soon.

    they say that people come and people go,

 but life goes on,

but what do you do when one of them is your life......

..............

Your still there.

    

 I ripped my heart open to get you out of it,

but it just left me bleeding .........

with you still in it......

.....