scout for thoughts
where none exist.
reach out and laugh
yet, tears persist.
is the hope alive?
delusions consist,
of unmet desires.
Denial at heart,
acceptance within.
unsettled, distraught,
queries therein.
Can I have you or not?
'never', you claim.
Can I ever move on?
'surrender', in vain.
Fate intervenes.
We drift apart.
Smiles creep in,
through a weary heart.
was it love?.. or was it not?
was I lucky? ... or were you not?
5 comments:
this does seem like an ungrateful thing to say.. especially because i do love my life.
but the it just got written.. so kindly forgive.
Nice poem
life is like an ocean, it describes tides high and lows in love ...
so an occasional crib is allowed, dont be too harsh on your self !
in the words of oscar wilde - " when Gods want to punish us, they grant our wishes"
So learn to let go, you never know what new vistas awaits us ..
hey missy...
seems as if i have written those words...
going through a similar phase...
on second thoughts it's not a phase..guess it's my life.. :D
and what do i do..i can only feign a smile... :)
Well honestly it needs a lot of heart to understand the actual depth in this...iv got it in my first go...awesome :) soothes me somewer :)
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