2013 image,Goa
There was a time when we shared
An illusionary world of words,
And lived in that place
With all our heart..
There came a time,
When we shared that place
And thought it was real..
There was a time
When spoken words
Started creating mist
And the world turned hazy..
Then, words that created
A bond and used to fill the void
Had created differences
and started to hurt..
Today is one such day,
When I try to fill the paper
With million thoughts
That lied dormant
in the crazy corner
Of my heart’s cave..
Making me restless.
Few creations
are left abandoned
By the creator
Like some unfinished thoughts,
That lie in the silent corner
Of some forgotten pages
Of the diary.
There was lots to say,
If only I knew,
You were listening..
Tell me,
Why are the colours
Of the rainbow missing?
Or let it be..
Maybe I’m too lost..
Soaked
In the salinity
Of the dark clouds....!
I didn’t wish to leave
A single word
unsaid..
Wish I could have
sealed it with love..
As always!
~~payal~~
Words don't really count. Its only what you mean to say, deep down inside, like a secret, like a prayer, that's the only thing that counts.
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True..and yes,I could have cut it short..but I am a slow learner..Learning still..:)
Deletelike unfinished stories ..waiting for their End or Begining !!!
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