Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Saturday, October 04, 2008

Gone to soon

There are people in my life I know
Of some I have managed to let go
But some linger on in blood and sinew
Ever crisp like the morning dew

Time is the best healer they say
And all the memories will turn gray
I don't know if it's a bane or a boon?
What we had is gone to soon




Saturday, May 10, 2008

Feeling Thorny!

I have been attempting to get over a past relationship since an absurdly long time now. I call it "absurd" because I feel embarrassed telling people close to me that I am still not over it. Apart from that it is not all that absurd.
But from my long stretched out experience of "moving on" from an old flame, I have realized that getting "closure" is most vital. I avoided telling my Ex that I was still in love for reasons mostly unknown to me. Maybe I felt I would be in a vulnerable position by doing that. Whatever. But just yesterday I did that. I confessed that yes it has been more than one year and I hadn't still moved on and that I was still in love. Obviously the reply was not unexpected!
I was told, "I don't want to be with you".
I cannot possibly describe what I felt at that time.

Do you remember the feeling of having a thorn embedded in your foot for an annoyingly long time? You can see the thorn, it is undoubtedly hurting you and yet you can't pull it out. And then! One day, it looks like you could pull the thorn out...and then you do...
That moment. One moment it's paining and the next, it doesn't anymore! That's exactly how I felt when I was told that things couldn't work out between us. Within one second the pricky thorn was pulled out of my system. Whew....!!
I feel freeer. I have freed myself from the past and freed my past from myself.
The credit goes to my AMAZING Guru : His Holiness Sri Sri Ravi Shankar ji :)

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Can you see it's 5 o' clock
The Sun will be gone again
The Moon will climb the Beanstalk
Can you see what's happening?

Everything in this Universe
Follows a time-table
It was our time to fall in love
Now it's time to let go again...

It's time to make a new start
You've got to keep an open mind
And anyway you've got no choice
But time is not always unkind

But everything in this Universe
Goes through an upheavel
And when you think you can't go on
It's time to start again!

Why?

THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG
SOMETHING SO WRONG WITH YOU
THAT YOU DONT WANT TO SEE
WHAT YOUR HEART KNOWS AS TRUE

IT WAS NEVER SO BAD
THAT YOU HAD TO MOVE ON
THERE WERE TOO MANY GOOD THINGS
WHICH WE SHOULD'VE HELD ON

IF I CAN'T TRUST IN YOU
I CAN'T TRUST ANYTHING ELSE
BE IT GOD, MUSIC OR COLOURS
AND IN LOVE EVEN LESS


WHY
A PERFECT THING LIKE OURS
WOULD FALL APART
WHY
SONGS I WROTE FOR YOU
WON'T TOUCH YOUR HEART

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Don't know how to let you go...

I know you and I know me
I know there are how many stars
I know the depths of the deepest seas
I know how to make dreams alive
I know what treasures the oceans hold
I know the mysteries of the blue skies
But I don't know how to let you go

I know all the secrets of your heart
I know the profundities of your soul
I know when to set you free
I know when to pull you close
I know when you want to reach out
I know when you are feeling low
I know when you want to be alone
But I don't know how to let you go

I know when you want to spread your wings
I know when you need to fly
I know when you will need me
I know when you want to cry
I know when you want to hear those words
I know when you want me to show
I know when to hold you tight
But I don't know how to let you go

Friday, July 13, 2007

Where everything would be laughed off in squeals of laughter

Where complaints about each other would be narrated in poetry

Where there would be an underlying urge to only be with each other at nightfall

Where the journey to self-discovery would begin by holding each other’s hand

Where satisfaction and completion would stem from just being in each other’s lives

Where we would live in a cute little white house

Where friends would come to have a comforting cuppa tea

Where weekends would be reserved for each other, with each other

Where these dreams would see the light of day