Burden

This heart of mine,

has wept,tears of joy,

tears of pain.

Grief and Pride

together outweighed.

This heart of mine,

has kept hidden,

memories of you and me,

for all eternity.

The laughter we shared,

the pain we endured.

This heart of mine,

has hoped for a life,

better and brighter.

My prayers intact,

despite life's lack of tact.

This heart of mine,

has wondered a million times,

why it endures,

this loneliness.

In all its glory,

this profound misery.

Yet this heart of mine,

has loved you all these years,

never changing its course,

even after you left.

Locked

Often she wonder,

whether they were at all,

meant to be.

often she wonder,

whether it was worth,

letting it be.

memories are her only source of peace,

yet everytime he destroys,

this only ray of hope,

and of ease.

All that it takes to live,

is all that it takes to let go.

So why is it so hard for her to let him go?

when he opens his heart,

and reaches for her hand.

Those rare, precious moments,

where everything seems to daze.

But when she turns to him,

he locks it all away.

As if the fears all around him,

never seem to fade away.

so why the complexity?

and why the duplicity?

She needs to get away.

Bury it all within her.

After all, what is lost,

can never be regained.

So often she wonder,

in the cold sleepy nights.

when the winds howls and rains throughout,

and her heart grieves with all its might.

Often she ponder,

on her most disturbing intuition.

Was it all fake?

Did he even love her at all?

Often she wonder,

when the tears hid well behind her smiles,

and her pain became well-disguised.

Was he worth holding onto?

Was he worth loving despite his locked heart.

Pic - by Deviant art

Live the moment

Take life one day at a time,
Dont look forward,
you might not like what you see.
Dont look back,
You may regret the things you cant undo.
Just live the moment you are in,
and live it to its fullest.

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US

It was a special time for all of us,

A special haven for everyone.
Those days wrapped us in its cocoon,
a bond that held us fiercely in its womb.
Years have passed,
we still remain true.
To those days we spent,
being a special few.
And though at times some threads have broken,
We had found ourselves ripe in emotion.
Our journey had led us to eachother's maze.
And we stood holding eachother's hand.
Let us hope this is how it remains.
In this special world, where we belong.

Pic - By deviantart