I'm LO-sing now..

Is there a soul who could touch my soul
Put, a smile on my lips and greet back.
I wonder if there's someone who sweep, me off my feet
Fast, beats my heart and I am loved back.

For I'm LO-sing now--
I feel un-inspired and (think) the, look is insipid
And if I'm not ta-ken back; that may be an end of it..

Could there be a feeling that stays for eternity
Down, to the chin my tears pass and each-time; I get a hug back
I muse on if I should be proud of who I am
Unthoughtful, context of my speech but someone still gets me through and pats my back.

For I'm LO-sing now--
I smell soggy and (think) I work as a demotivationalizer.
And I'm afraid If I'm not taken back; that could be an end of it..

For I'm LO-sing now--
I am all over the place, everywhere
I don't really see sunshine now and I can't hold on; I can't track my way back to it........


*commas are pauses.
*hum it in a melody..

A happy love or A withered love story..

She felt the chill and breathed warmth

They came so close and in that first kiss,he had her!

She knew of his mistress but then she loved him too

She knew it wont be hers- the love that her heart cultivated so easily

Like that magical sleep from those bedtime stories.

So she befriended him and wrapped her love under the blood sheets
Moments came in when she found it difficult to sustain herself

When that subdued craving rose like a tornado-Tossing the sanity and oozing out every ounce of unspoken love
Sometimes the sheets unfolded to reveal the arcs in her eyes

She was loosing herself to someone she should not...

She sat and thought about mysteries of life--

About the multiple encounter with the strangers and about those connections upon the dilation of pupil 

And in between a daunting experience, taking a toll through the racing of the heart leaving souls victimized!

Why is it so that Love is invincible but Peace is unreachable

That it's the Hope that is endurable but still People are resistant. And She sighed!

She constantly juggled between white and black

But she had learnt in the past that we have one life

She loved her human form, She had eternal faith in her God

And so she coded her love, put on a smile bright

She had a gift of lighting hearts, she knew how to make things right..

So she settled on grey and bartered the practical with the surreal..

She lived all moments that came by her side 

And made a pact with her god that she wont cross the practical after living- god's granted surreal times..

The going was good; it felt as if it is like forever.

Up until that day when she made a mistake and transverse the prohibited...

The pact was broken and so was she--- 

she was wrecked like a ship...smashed like a ball,,,,

penniless like poor...speechless like dumb

...soaked like a dying seed .still like a statue..

She fell like a shooting star...Hollow!

Paralysed--the whole body responds to the memory part of the brain..

she knew she was very ill..

she was suffering a heartbreak......

She shackled herself and turned a deaf

She wept and wept...kept to herself!

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He loved her or he didn't 

He was never asked and never did he tell

They had something very intense

But they were different

and so were unpredictable

when he giggled, she thought he mocked

and when she adored, he thought it is just fine

When he spoke, she would shut her

and when he wanted her to speak, she spoke of emotions very weak

Quiet strangely they did not notice that behind their differences lay a similar soul

They hid their love in their laughter and words

They put their egos without a lid

They would fight and by turn would take their chance of solidifying

Both feared but never missed to kiss

And even after hundred days of aloofness, they would sync in a blink..

My pen is not finished yet...thoughts are bumping

But he-she for now are apart and not talking

So I leave it here...to see is it a happy love or an approaching end of a withered love story..?