Wednesday, 5 December 2012

nada

she could never tell
when to stop
when to go,
for hours
she would just lie down
listening to the sound of every footstep
thinking its him,
passing those endless hours;
rejoicing his coming or
mourning his further delay...
and at the end,
both made her felt same anyways

she still cannot tell
when to stop
so she just lies down
listening to the sound of her heartbeat
knowing the difference
between the real happiness
& fleeting sorrows
along with these fleeting moments...

how could have she not known this difference for all these years?
nobody really does, i guess

and once that happens, you are just not the same anymore.
its explicit, obvious, an alternate reality that was discovered never before.
until this day.

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