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it was something i really wished for

when i tried to put everything into perspective, it dawned that if I had not made some stupid moves this would have been a perfect setting for beautiful things. many had come, many had left, those memories. for some I wish never have brushed for they left me to weep on imaginary graves.

in front of my eyes you walked into some distance, then you turned back and returned. my visions are from my dreams. the happiness were only in my dreams, when my eyes stay closed. wasn't it you who made me wake up and achieve those dreams. unknowingly finding tears, in between warm breezes in foreign lands.

like love, those too pass away. withering in the wind, struggling in summers, waning in winter, silent springs and audacious autumns. none so beautiful like the soul you showed me. me only. to know that two people belong together and then to see it break apart and to live the sorrow, mere seasons don't paint absolution for bold dreams of yesterdays.

there was this scape i drew for you. there were mountains in the distance, monsoons from rain forests outside the balcony and when the painting was completed, it drowns even the sound of heavy droplets on still roofs of that beautiful house. built for you and me. and as we walked together into this unending journey, threading, jumping from color to color to see a whole new life awaken.

how i dreamed these pages, how for a year i believed there could be something. how life throws us amazing opportunities, how it brings us amazing people to show the opens doors we frequently ignored. how blissfully ignorant could some minds be to wait for a miracle from the sky, how even that waiting is justified for souls like you to come and show the breaking rays from eternity clouds.

how lovely were you, on that summer day, along the shores of forgotten seas, as you waited for me with faith. how was I to know what words were right and which were wrong. how the minutes became hours and daylight melted away along with the fog. when then night came, and I was still not there, when sanity came and it was too late for me. you left, maybe forever.

it hurts as no one ever understood, no one ever does. for all that had happened in great distances, could have been so much more beautiful from a touch away.

requiem for a life, for love


[#] something random, for a dude who sleeps 3 hours a day, every dream turns amazingly beautiful, amazingly heartbreaking and amazingly weird.

Comments

NE~ISM said…
I wish I could write like that on only 3 hrs of rest! lol!

You did a great job!!!

Ne

Remember our talk, it is everything I wish for also..
Am In Trance said…
How lovely were you, on that summer day, along the shores of forgotten seas, as you waited for me with faith. How was I to know what words were right and which were wrong. How the minutes became hours and daylight melted away along with the fog. When then night came, and I was still not there, when sanity came and it was too late for me. You left, maybe forever.

Strange how more similar people can be.. !!
Strange how more similar thoughts can be.. !!

Writings Of A Lifetime..
GodBlessYou..
Amen..
Kavi said…
How are you ! Your writing moves. And i many times just am in a simple 'staring into the ceiling' position. Not quite knowing whats to be done..
d gypsy! said…
u write beautiful...
Ghost Particle said…
[ramya] :) what comes tomorrow might be a salvation, we just need to live longer i think.

[ne] heh, ne...the sleep thing doesnt have much effect on me as you know by now :D yeh...may all our wishes come true someday.

[trance] hey bro :) strange how paths, mental paths can cross distances. well its not strange...its assuring that we think the same.

thx bro, god bless all.

[kavi] sir, im fine, how r u? well the pain is too unbearable, things r manifesting in my head, dreams. then itll be fine in some months i guess. im not sure. life has waited too long for wishes to come true. thx sir :)

[neha] thank you :)
Cinderella. said…
I think life is just a big wait. The things you really really want are never with you, never.

And for ppl like us who think too much about the little nuances that we think make life, the waiting never ends.

It doesnt.

Loved this bhai.
hugs
Jeevan said…
That’s y we don’t get much ghost stories these days! go sleep and dream bro.

let we take this as your present mind? But I could guess your mind and its wanderlust. hugs
Ramses said…
the positivity!

i likethis thing below the 'leave your comment'
Ghost Particle said…
[girl] a wait that we cant wait for, i believe in giving space, time even, but not eternity.

the convo yesterday, its painful for me even girl, but you have the wiser outlook in life. i dont, i just choose to stay affixed to the apparition of destiny, even when the others dont believe in making it work.

say in a few years, all this will be ok, and we will be laughing our heads of on the past :)

hugs.

[jeevan] you know me more than i do jeevan, as always the one who looks between words and the simpler emotions of life. i learn from you.

lets c what the many tomorrows bring.

[rams] :) i kinda nicked that one from fred, all tomorrows. which also is a book by gibson :D

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