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And... Falling Apart...

 

Why good people come at wrong time… why right thing happens at bad time…

How out of those millions of grains of sand you turned out like a mirage… where only I see you as an exile of my life.

No wonder when others say why now? I wonder why not? I never had one… such…, never found one… never saw such…, such a flower glooming out of the thorns in the shadows of the life… where I am being in the edge of knife…   

Nothing matters… no talks of head faced backwards form the looks unknow… no walks which drifts away facing us…

It is true… and surprising even to me… how little has passed but how large the impact is… its quick… its fast… what scares me is how long will it last…

Yet everything matters… to me… then I wonder how the skyscrapers are been transformed to dust on my grounds where your land is not even shaken…

From every look… from every word… from every moment to every second… count… its never wasted rather treasured in the depth of heart…

But it is enough now… its over… I quit… like a hot dagger… tearing… rapturing the heart and slitting the soul in parts, it hurts like how even being together we are apart…

Wandering among the flowers playing along with those butterflies… out of emptiness even being surrounded with everything like a wrecked, broken ship in the droughted sea I lie…

Today… it had begun… when the courageous act… breaking the pact which revived a behavior out of me…

How things changed… or where they never what I felt… had I imagined those millions of lifetimes… those uncountable deaths…

Beyond that pain… where the memories lay… where what is gone, haunts, where, what will come is yet to be dawned…

Enough now… honest… unbearable it seems… working wonders yet on your side nothing means… inching away from the reality towards a life… where what is coming is not a light…

Now I won't shed tear for those thorns rather to be happy with the flower… which I loved… yeah… quite a big word in such a small span of duration… but what I confess it happened with in those friction of seconds where it passed like a decade…

What I have is from me… I won't demand the same… everything belongs to you… nothing of that I want from you… I am happy, I am fine… When I had realized that love matters are about giving and nothing to be asked for… Nothing to be demanded… it's not working around…

 

 

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