I have always admired those who can illuminate even the darkest of night.
Anyone who is literate can put words together into a sentence.
But all can't bring in the magic, the charm.
I wanted to write..... so I held a pen and began to write.
I scribbled a line; a horrible indeed.
I stared at the dark sky but no words came out of me, I was blank.
Now after a couple of years later.....
As I am set free, my eyes pierce through the sky; dark as charcoal lit by the tiny hopes far off....
This night now shields me with the ache of never having back my love...
Who has gone far away leaving me.
In my heart I have prayed, wished and ached for him.
I saw how grief attached a new face to me and dragged me among the crowd.
I cry silently as the dawn sings the glory of my solitary world.
Nothing will ever be the same now..
My hopes are crumbling, my faith has shattered.
And this pain, anguish, leads to my life.
All I had stitched and cherished all my life is trembling hard.
Its about to fall and break to thousands of pieces indeed.
And within me the shivering heart keeps feeding the memories.
Now I write to keep him alive and to end this life along with him...
.....and so it ends my love, FULL STOP