|As the mortal,we may not survive to live through every generation but the words and stories we leave behind lives through centuries to centuries.|
Fortune favors the brave.
And she was bravest of all,
fought the wars for her beliefs.
Won the honor of dignity.
Worn her integrity like a badge.
We never followed by the rules,
Always breaking the rules,
Rules of society,
Rules of distance,
Rules of heart,
And Rules of breakup.
Rules were never the boundaries that kept us together and
Never the reason to break us apart.
We were like those old soul that are too attuned each other , breaking every bounds that tried to keep us apart.
Still wandering all over the places not knowing how to be together.
Our souls are bound ,
Then why isn't our destiny?
I may come with a price tag, but that doesn't gives you the right to judge me.
I got a "use me" lable but it doesn't mean you can abuse me.
I sell my body because it's my profession , not because it's my character or passion.
You might know my body,
but you're yet to touch my soul.
Maybe one-day he would be brave enough to bare those scars to you.
Maybe one-day he would recite those horrors he lived through.
Maybe one-day he would share the pain he survived.
Maybe just maybe one-day he would heal to save you.
The love we shared is the love we crave,
The spark that ignited then
is the one that's missing,
The kiss we used to share are too much to bear,
And the smile we worn are little bit torn.
We could love people on different levels,
But One true love was reserved for him.
No matter where I went,
Where I am,
Who I become
How much time passes by.
It always belonged to him.
She is his first love and
I am his forever.
He is bound to her with duties and responsibilities and I am bound to him with vows.
While she is the god ,
I am just the religion.
Every time he wears the uniform , The country becomes his wife and I just become his mistress.
Not every story gets its happy ending likewise neither every love meets its destination.
Well nor everything said is truth....
He was my Romeo,
She was my Juliet.
Their love a midsummer night's dream,
And Their story a tragedy written in Shakespeare's words...
Love was never enough to cover the distance between us,
Love wasn't enough to forgive those betrayals,
Love was never enough to forget the lies,
Love wasn't enough to make him stay,
Love was never enough to last forever And
Love wasn't enough to keep her alive.
Whoever says love is enough are liars.
Love is never enough,
Love just another beautiful name for pain.
That guy loves you enough for both of you.
If you don't feel the fraction of that love , don't be selfish just leave.
He doesn't deserve empty jars when he is full of candies.
Both of you deserve a chance to experience the love people write about.
Freedom is what we all deserve to access the free fall of freedom you need to find yourself.
To find yourself we need liberty to practice our views and idealistic beliefs with realistic approach.
The seductive movement of her lips left him breathless,
The trails of fingers cause shiver in his body,
The conscious touches were Nirvana.
I am 11 hours & 15 minutes away from you, hope you are waiting for me.
I know I am 2yrs 8 months 10 days 11 hrs and 15 minutes late,but I wanted you for so long I could not give up when we are just few hours away.
You are my dream,
Please wait for me.
Everyone has the one who breaks your heart,
The one that got away,
The one you contemplate whether you regret or not,
The beauty of First love is you truly fall in love,
Eventhough life felt short for those happily ever after ,
The memories of first love were worth reminiscing,
While first love is intense,
It doesn't need to be your last.
From the first page of our story,
Every hello always ended with unspoken goodbye.
Your path invading with her was coincidental or intentional.
She was so suspicious of your motive,
You skeptical of your approach.
She camouflaged her scars,
You ministering your bruised heart.
She bestowed you with virtue of life,
You entrusted her your heart.
They applause your romance.
Parallel to Romeo and Juliet,
Your amour remained unadorned.
She drown herself in Oblivion of life,
You kept swimming to get a glimpse of her Oblivion.
I love you.
I still do, don't know you do or not.
I am not writing so you could read it,
I am writing because I really do love you just never been able to express them in words,
I love you itself never seem to be enough,
Our journey was short but the memories of that journey is voluminous.
I may not be in love with you but I really do love you.
Your the inspiration for my innovation.....
"Have you ever been in love?" He questioned
"Yeah" I replied.
"Tell me " he asked.
So I told him about how I fell in love with him.
She strip off the article of clothing,
She stood bare amongst every hungry eyes to feast,
She move on the floor with dignity,
She chose stage instead of sex,
She dance of shame with the pride,
She captured lust with her moves,
She's full of curves,
She was perfect for limelight,
Nobody saw the pain in her eyes,
No one respected her existence,
She was just means for satisfying their thirst,
Everyone gave names to her,
No one stopped to ask her,
All of them wanted a piece of her,
Who was she?
She was a woman,
He forgot to respect,
Other despise yet admired,
She was me,
She could be you.
I always have been so loud
Yet I was never heard.
I was fine with way things as they used to be,then you came along.
You brought the unusual storm in my life,
As slowly as you crept in my life,
Left a permanent scar in my heart,
You made the pain felt real,
You provoke me to pen it all down.
I was vulnerable to those swriling emotion, you evoke in me.
You made me ink them in my tears.
You are the insanity behind my words,
You are the perception of my each and every story,
You stripped me from my first love and gifted me with true love.
Thank you .....
She's the autumn wind,
Rushing the carpet of leaves
She's the river attaining Twain
Edges of shores ,possessed by none
She's the voice echoed in woods,
Never perceived again
She's the highway everyone passed,
Never bothering with her name
She's the journey,
Nobody dared to accomplish
Life was passing by,
But she was frozen .
She was rendered by fire,
The moment she was kissed by death.
She visualized the journey of her existence before surrendering to his kiss.
She laid in a white sheet,
As the sculpture of beauty in her sleep.
The lies she lives,
The facet she keeps.
The truth she hides,
The phases she went through.
The sins she did,
The penance she is yet to be served.
The pain she concealed,
The tears she froze in her eyes.
The she everyone is aware of is just the reflection of her innocence,
The real she is disreputable mirror of yesterday.
In the street full of lights ,
You are the only one with the candle.
In the world full of actors ,
You are the only star.
In the journey of life,
You living matters the most.
So if you ever find yourself in the depth of despair,you aren't the only one.
we all are the different soul with different ending sharing the same story.