Some things can only be felt...
She was thinking of calling him,
He was at her door,
They both were ready to open the door
But like I said some things can only be felt
Is it just in their imagination
Or something is trying to hold them back
After some time she opens the door
And no one was there
It was a winter night
And the cold wind was whispering so many stories in her heart
As it had happened once before also
This hopeless starry night and these never-ending waitings she felt before also
But this time she heard another story about love through the cold wind
That pure and innocent love,
One can only imagine,
One can only live for,
One can only die.
So she waits until the sound knocks on her door again.
On the other side, he was trying to melt the ice in his chest
But the rains, the hunters were so strong that the sound of love could not melt the ice.
Day after day the sound of love fights with the pain
And love becomes weaker and weaker,
Closing her eyes silently,
Wounded with the ice needles from the hunter's heart.-
Like music,
Let me touch your soul.
Like poet,
Let me be your moon.
Like rain,
Let me make you feel me.
Like poetry,
Let me cross the ocean you are,
Let me create a poetry in you
And make you bloom again.-
Let's work on the process,
Appreciate those battles we win every day and make the most of all that we have now without worrying about the end.
Ending can be sign of relief or tears of joy
Be it a sunset or Strom.
It will always the process that give value to our lives and makes the ending special.-
Sometimes in life,
Don't try to fix everything.
Life itself has a meaning,
Has its flow,
Has its own destination.
Sometimes making things work doesn't give value to our lives,
But how we bleed through this journey and still wear a smile, Does..-
It's 1 AM
And I'm falling further down,
Thinking about all those words I have never spoken,
All those poems I have left half-written.
Old memories rush in like tides,
So many unanswered questions and white lies,
Trying to find answers from these nights.
Worrying about what if I will never be enough,
Starting to judge myself before the world.
Feeling hopeless and tired,
Every part of me just wants to give up.
Same me, just another night,
Pouring my heart into senseless rhymes,
Hoping for the next day to rise.-
When I see a mirror,
I see a happy free soul trying to live a life that she lives inside her dreams but is unable to set her soul free.-
Sometimes life become so unfair,
With some mistake made beyond repair
Suddenly the true meaning of life dies,
Still have to find a reason to rise.
Every hope is leaving,
Every dream tells you to stop dreaming,
Facing reality seems as sharp as a knife,
But we have to continue our marching on this narrow path called life.-
I run away from you,
As far away as I can,
Until I realise there is no way to go back.
I'm scared of falling, of being hurt
So I run away
From the fear of falling for you,
From the pain that you won't be there to catch me.
From all the feelings I'm feeling
Until I realise there is nothing left in my heart.-
Old song
It takes you to that old home,
you haven't opened for so many days.-
Each thought has many views.
Each view has many definitions.
Each definition has many stories.
Each story has been led by different characters.
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