Gone like wind is the dream i had been holding on to since some time...
a chase for the black holes in the search of the light..
Gone is the excitement that made me kiddish and bright..
Those long moments of waiting, for the words emotionless and trite.
The chase could prolong had i been my smiling best,
had i been less weird and outspoken,silently fighting the unrest.
Had those tears not turned into meaningful remarks,
It would have meant all rosy and beautiful sparks.
But anyways, it had to end in a bitter goodbye,
coz you could never change things, how hard you try.
When you end up speaking your heart,
some deaf ears are all ready to break it apart.
But, it happens once not twice,
That the separation makes you pay a big price.
So, you fake the smiles and face it aloud,
you step back from the dias and return to the crowd.
You stop asking yourself and the one,
And leave some moments for the unsaid and undone.
When you hear "Never knew people like you exist"
You stay quite and smile but those feelings persist.
Only to be giving way to a clarity of thought,
and a restrospection on the typical"you" traits it brought....
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Nothing like that, "you are still kiddish and bright as sunshine", if have fought the unrest shows a great spirit to live, you can change things if try with all the zeal, just the object for this change must be deserving enough for you making efforts, yes this a reality deaf ears are all around, no matter how hard to try to make them listen they doesn't, but there are open ears too, we all must learn the skill to identify them and then speak the heart out. ... A good nostalgic post. Well done.
I hope this isn't about what I think it is.
And if it is, it won't be a bitter goodbye :)
@vespertine..Naaaaahhh..Its not at all about that.. :-P
Lol..How cud u imagine even.. ?? :-P
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