She is waiting for that day
He will be her’s forever
Her heart will knock her mind
She will try to express
Her feelings towards him
Her words will give up
It will be expressed by Truthful eyes
And he will get her
Without hearing her voice.
He will hold her in his arms
Her words will shock and
Her eyes will win…
Time is like an alluring butterfly, you try to catch it but it always gets away!
When we meet for the first time
We looked into each other eyes,
We both were fall in love
And lost in paradise.
That day you held me in your arm
You made a promise to stay forever,
We made our heavenly world
And planned beautiful dreams together.
Yes, I remember that dire day
I saw you holding someone else hand,
You left our world
All dreams dead and became sand.
Later, you regret and come with love
Which wasn’t red it turned into black,
I ignored you as I became strong
I know I lost you but I got myself back.
It is difficult to believe that one person loves other. If you ask this lover actually what is that he loves in other person? Is it his body, mind or an integration of these intrinsic phenomenons. The answer obviously will not only delude but would certainly raise obvious question in the mind who is loving and receiving the love.
However, I love you is monotonous cliche perpetuated from the time perhaps when the first stonageman proposed his lady sapiens
And since then on it has been used to verbalize the most strange emotion called love.
But the same can be put forward in a different way by saying that I love your existence. Which not only comprise the person but all his mystic, scientific, divine, spiritual or anything that is reason behind the existence of human.
So if someone say “i love your existence”
Grab his hands he or she is perfect one for you!!!
Don’t try to see your happiness in other’s eyes…because one day they are going to close for you..it would be just a blink of time or deliberate sleep. You have to find that happiness within you..let the world whatever it does
..you must stand like a mountain.
I always want to be still like a sea, but later I came to know that sometimes this gigantic creature gets stirred haplessly. The Only thing for which it holds my attention is the way it accommodates all the rebellious waves in itself. And it may be churning violently inside out yet it always epitomize stillness. That’s the paradigm of life. If there is life there will be setbacks which are inherent in this so called transitory process. Like a sea, stand there till the end; problems can come and go, they aren’t permanent but you must stand there, with that courageous heartbeat beating with full vigor such that nothing can let you down.