Time

Time doesn't heal. 

Time doesn't heal a few things. 

Things that you're close to. 

Time does leave scars though. 

Only to remind you of those things later. 

So when someone tells you;

"Time heals everything", 

Just to sympathize with you.

You tell them and show them the real picture. 

Time doesn't heal. 

It only leaves scars. 

 

She...

She wanted to be heard. 

She wanted to speak but

Her tongue got tied 

Everytime she tried to utter the words.

Words never came out easily from her mouth. 

She wanted to scream her heart out. 

She was lonely but among crowd. 

She was just another stray soul. 

She was just another human.

She stepped down from her pride. 

She got crushed by their egos. 

She only needed a shelter to hide. 

She wanted to be understood. 

She wanted peace. 

She kept her soul together. 

Each and every single piece. 

Her heart is heavy. 

From the scars it endured. 

Her eyes burning. 

In the flames of the arson

That gets wilder every passing day. 

She could be better but

She chose to suffer. 

Her self-esteem evaporated. 

She has lived. 

And will keep on living. 

In the minds.  

In the hearts. 

She was a hollow person. 

Always trying to help. 

To produce a better change.

She hoped she'll be remembered.

Just like the pleasant shower of rain 

That leaves behind the bliss. 

Crying...

Crying is not only when tears fall down from the eyes but there is a kind of crying which nobody sees or hears. That is, when you have so much agony and pain contained inside you that you just want it to escape and release your soul but it won't go away. It keeps on lingering inside and all you want is to get rid of it anyhow. The only thing you can think of is crying. Yes, you want to cry but you can't even shed a single tear while your heart is being ripped off like silk on a thorny branch. You weep, deep down inside. Nobody knows what you're going through. Deep scars heal but they leave marks on your body. Then there are some wounds which are only confined to your soul and can not be seen on your bare body. There are perhaps more such marks on your soul than elsewhere on your body. These deep wounds hurt and they hurt badly. This pain amplifies as the clock ticks. Finally, going about it so many times inside your heart and mind, you manage to shed a single tear that trickles down from the corner of your eye. That is escape! That feels better! 

Words ...

There I was, stumbling over words.
Struggling to grasp a few,
So that I could weave them into a few sentences.
May be words which could make a difference.
And he will know how I feel.
But not only I failed to express it right,
I just loosened my grip and let it all fall back.
Just like the waves on the shore.
One moment so close,
The other moment heading back so fast,
That you have to manage to stay behind.
He never understood the pain it caused.
The tarnished soul behind those few scattered words.
Or even the tears that rolled down my cheeks.

If only I was better with words

I think I would have been fine.

If only I was better with words

I think he would have been mine. 

Alone In The Dark

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  So here I am curled up in the sheets,

All alone in the dark, listening to my own heart beat.

 

 

 

 

Eyes wide open and senses awake,

Hearing the voices, hoping that the silence will break.

 

 

 

 My body is alive but my soul quite dead,

Tears of repentance that I religiously shed.

 

One Hope.

When all hopes die, One remains. 

For our sins there is no one to be blamed. 

For we are all sane. 

We know what is right and wrong. 

We know where we ultimately belong. 

For in this world of joy and pain,

When all hopes die, One remains. 

When Love Comes Around.

When love comes around, it does not carry any banner. It does not have an appearance, any different to that of normal people. But you are the one to notice a sudden change in your heart. You will know that it is such a different thing and a very new start. You won't even know how soon you will be in love, knees deep. You will feel as if you are flying or falling from a road, so steep.

When love comes around, it does change you. When love comes around, you love it too. All of a sudden, your surroundings are under a magic spell. It seems difficult for you to understand, what before you understood so well. You look at things but observe those which remind you of love. You have so many friends but you keep that 'one' all above. You dream all day dreams that seem so true. But you forget that love might be the one, not so true.

Love stays for a while but then love moves away. Love was there for you but it left you merely a stray.
Love vanishes in thin air like it was never meant to be. Yes, love hurts and steals your glee.

So, when love comes around, open yourself up for it but also keep in mind,
Some times love might stay but some times it is not the right kind.

"Love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it."
- Nicholas Sparks, A Walk To Remember