Why…still…love…

She asks me why do I

still help her

still stand by her

still listen to all her crap

I look into myself and ask

why do you help ?

why do you stand by ?

why do you listen ?

I know only one answer

I love her…because…because…

No, there is no cause

I just love her

My love for her has no reason

My love for her has no logic

My love for her has no cause

My heart said and I just did

Love her…

When the world around and

she herself says its not worth it

My heart asks why not ?

For it’s impossible to convince it

with logic or reason

It can’t be taught

It can’t be forced

To forget or let go

For she was my true first

I have seen it in her eyes too

and that makes it more difficult

to forget and let go

or give up,

‘coz she is all that you wanted ‘once’…

Sleepless

I let her know that my heart beats for her

But for some reason she always brushed me off

I thought her heart was yearning for someone else

But I knew that someone never learned her value

The fall out was terrible,

She had gone in so much that,

She found it near to impossible to come out

She was in too deep to pull her out

I tried my best,

But all my love couldn’t pull her out

She never saw or never heard

How much my heart beats for her

For she was too messed up to look my way

The way out she found was,

reckless and painful,

She never cared as to what happened to her

and she never knew what happened to the ones who did

My heart wept and my heart bled

But all the while she slept,

without closing her eyes

I never slept in those nights

For her sleepless nights was also mine

And how can I sleep when she couldn't...

Let Her Know

The day I met her I felt,

she was just another girl

The more I got to know her I realized,

she is not just another girl

Her smile fills my heart with joy,

Her words feel like music in my ears

Her grace weakens my knees

And before I knew I had fallen for her

They say thoughts are like wild horses

that I realized now

The more I think about her

Deeper I fall for her

I try my best not to think too much

but the impression she left makes it hard

All these thoughts happen and

she doesn’t even know what I feel

I dread the idea of letting her know

For the fear of hearing a no

That ‘What if’ holds be back

But sooner or later I will have to let her know…

Cafe

This is what happens when you spend a lovely afternoon with a friend in your favourite cafe...

Her eyes mask the pain she feels

Her smiles mask the life she lives

Her face masks the person she is

Her heart masks the thoughts in her mind

Thus she remains the mystery she is…

It is just a line of thought that came in to my mind when I saw the pic.

Framed...in the most appropriate of frames...a coffee cup handle...most favourite place…

Fast

It didn’t take a face to face meeting

Or an intro from someone

She found me from a whole bunch

For whatever reason that I don’t know yet

We talked virtually,

about what we love the most

Movies and music where the main stay

She loved movies, which was my love too

Talks where short, but

the out comes where long

I found a friend,

I was looking for

The chats went on,

better each time

There I was,

with a good friend in hand

I was new and needed some help

She was there to give me some

Life went on,

months flew off in a blink of an eye

A good friend once told me,

“It’s going fast, way too fast”

That warning I didn’t heed to

I realized I went wrong,

after the whole thing came down

Some moment’s obscurity,

some moment’s stupidity

I got it all wrong,

because I came out too strong

It was my own doing,

that undid the whole thing

By the time I realized

I had lost a great friend

Then I heard my friend’s voice,

ringing loud in my ears

“It’s going fast, way too fast”

Now I realized what it meant

For I never took time,

to think twice before I act

It was my own doing,

that undid the whole thing

Years went on so did life,

but the memories never did

It stayed back real fresh

to make me realize my own bad

The other day I saw a movie

and I felt

“You would have had a great friend

if it wasn’t for your,

quick pace at the wrong place “

For that I had no reply

because I was right that I was wrong

For it went fast

Way too fast…

Benjamin Button

I just happened to hear this line in a movie that I saw the other day. Felt very much moved by those lines so thought of putting up on my blog. I am sure many of you might have heard this already, but still. I felt its the best part of the movie, at least for me. It one of those lines that pretty much sums up the whole movie.

“For what it’s worth its never too late or in my case too early, to be whoever you wanna be. There is no time limit, stop whenever you want, you can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things that you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live life you are proud of. If you find that you are not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”

- Benjamin Button,

The Curious case of Benjamin Button

Pain

You can’t let go

You can’t hang on

That’s what is going on,

The pain that comes from holding on

is far too much that you think,

“Just let go”

The pain that comes then, is

Something unknown,

something I dread

Holding on is also painful ‘cause

It’s no more like the way it used to be

The actions of whom you love the most,

hurts you so much to say the least

But there aint a thing that you can do about it.

Even if you try to help them,

in their arduous journey

They just don’t want to listen

For they have made up their mind

And that hurts you all the more

because then you realize,

that you are no more,

as significant as you were till now.

Then you have the option

to let go and try to move on

The problems and pains in that,

are something quite unknown

Once you start to try,

then you realize why

It’s not as easy as others say

For they have been a part of you

And it will be like cutting your heart out

while you are still awake

Even that pain,

will be far less than this

For its merely physical

The pain here is far more

because it hits you,

when you expect the least.

And for this you have,

no medicine that heals

For the wounds here goes

so deep inside,

that no medicine will

reach so deep inside…