And yet another day, in the name of red, in the name of trust, in the name of despair..in the name of love, bows down its bough without the words from a beloved, without the smell of roses and without the feeling of completion.It has always been just another day in my life though it spurted my fancies and ecstasies beyond reality.The female in me always gave it a vista as something beautiful than any verses can describe it, since it's better felt than said. Something sodden in the most graceful pain one can ever hold close to heart. Something in your soul, in your eyes, in your heart, but never in your mind. Something which really doesn't exist, but it would hurt to accept it.
But this year it was different, i swear to myself it simply doesn't exist, it simply doesn't exist within me. Nothing more i have in me to your surrender, and i just don't exist now. My castles shattered across your rusted heart which is as arid as it is stinking.
I look at those withered pieces of my beliefs which was once the strength and hope of my journey.I look at those tiny mistakes of mine, for which i would never forgive my verdict, rather die.But my heart still utters the final words to you, "i am no more in this world because of me, because i trusted your trust, i loved you more than anything my sense could comprehend but now i love you more than myself."
3 comments:
awesome:----)
see....
am not an avid reader or something like that...but its a sure thing that I've got a passion for the kind of thoughts that you have inscribed here....the words you have chosen and the way you have arranged them had a touch of divinity....
don't know whether such a valentine exists or not in your real life....but these words and the black rose seemed so passionately surreal and i loved it
please do continue to be among words...your words possess a mighty grace and a benevolent charm
Thank you for the comment:)
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