STARS

She sat beneath the stars,

her voice drowned by the infinte emptiness.

She held out her hand in her prayers,

only to find the empty space above her.

Her isolation meant loneliness,

Her imperfection meant desperation.

Did she deserve the pain of her past?

Or the sorrows of her present?

Did she deserve to cry herself to sleep,

in hope of seeing something different.

Recounting her entire life in her head, 

her eyes failed hide the days that seared her.

The pain. . .

The humiliation. . . .

The torture. . . 

They said she was deluded,

and she wondered why?

Wasnt everyone everynow and then little bit insane.

How many people make peace with their reality?

And how many of us actually keep in the corner of our mind,

the hopes and dreams we had cherished.

How many of us look at things the way they are,

and want it to change?

She looked up at the stars again,

so are we all deluded then?

Pic by Purgatoric life - Deviant Art

YOU & ME

Holding my breath I recollect,

all the times and moments in my head.

You came into my life like another person,

of no significance or importance.

I delude myself not,

with signs and lies of jingle bells.

You and I were strangers,

who walked down the hallways,

with nothing but our interest to unite us.

You were the calm, the collected,

the smart and the caring,

I was the hyper, the impulsive,

the loud and the daring.

It has taken us years to understand,

and we have become two people lost in eachother,

oblivious to the passing world.

I saw the beauty in the deep brown,

and the worry in the grey.

And yet I cant keep away.

You held my hand and guided me,

through a path of shattered dreams and broken promises.

Your words were like sunshine, in a rainy day.

A relief and a hope to keep my fears at bay.

Your glances were like the sweet scent of meadow,

fresh and breath taking.

soothing away the pain and the tears.

And yet today I watched you walk away.

For it is you who taught me,

that love comes in different faces.

Unexpressed words,

Unshed tears,

Stifled smiles, 

Unconditional trust,

A complete ecstasy, 

and brutal devastations.

And I am content, 

for this Love is 

you and me.

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