So when the best friends say, ‘Dunno bout others, but I love ya loads’, we are not taking homosexuality into consideration. She might even snuggle in her phone to make me feel complete and centered, but I know that the corners are shady and the corners are calling.
How a young woman reaches out to her dreams, by simply believing in what people advice. But should dreams be followed with an advice?
How the treacherous fate falls with shallow noise and harder pain, crack opens another hope, every end of the night.
So what, if the night was darker?
It rained today and I had the fleet of buzzing dragonflies filling in the loneliness of my balcony. The rains makes me cry at times. The strength and the coercion with each drop makes me go through my fury, my pain, my helplessness and my dream, as it breaks, by every end of the night.
That bordered, shadowed limbo, laughs at me within the eerie howls of hounds, as I wait for life to give it back to him!
I dont know about the rest of the world.. But I love you loads! :-) ;-)
ReplyDeleteThis is just a thought, nothing personal:) so keeping the same in mind, I have enough of love and care in my life. The write up is fictitious!
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