"That is why I write- to try to turn sadness into longing and solitude into remembrance"
-Paulo Coelho

Saturday, June 23, 2012

If Only

If only you would know
how bliss clouds over me
and when crude anger covers it all.

If only you would know
what causes a sudden euphoric draw up
and a momentary blow off in between.

If only you would know
the reason behind my cheerfulness in off season
Although, a consequence of inner warfare all through.

If only you would know
the crux of my spiteful propositions
and my unreadable frenzied standards too.

I know it's hard for you to understand
May be, to you I'm egotistical or a victim of MPD
But if only you would know

I might love and may have loved but with you it is different
I cant convey, I cant keep mum
The much I hate my uncontrollable self.

I am the queen when you are around
A sinking ship when you turn away.
And all these hints breathe in a single space.

You have the password of my heart and the key to my thoughts
You control me and I protect you
But... if only. . . . . . . .




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