Light the flames and pay the price!

 

 

 

When I sit to scribble the lyrics of pain and heartbreak,

 I find my words dancing in the flames to the tune of your betrayal..

 

And before I can even start to put my pen to paper, my conversations with your ghost get so real that I forget the purpose of my life,

Let alone the idea of writing the bitterness of a heartbreak!!

 

The truth is that even the unreal conversations hurt,

 You spill thorns even in my imagination,

 And the maze of mutual resentment and accusations burn my heart,

The uncertain ebb and flow of a deep longing and the adversity smacks the sanity,

N in a split second my heart wants to end the unrealistic conversations and reluctantly return to senses..

 

In a flash, a small, simple but significant thought crosses my mind out of the blue,

That if I had another heart, would I let you break that too without any tussle??

Would I choose you over and over again, after every fight and disappointment??

Do I still wait with empty hands and open arms? What breaks my heart more? Is it the distance between us, your absence or the closure with a thought that we closed the book before the story truly finished!

 

Looking back at the paper I figured out that some things are better left unsaid..

Asked  my heart to prolong the pretension and bring together the broken pieces,

Cry and scream but learn not to make people your destiny who were born just to be your history.

 

Leave the paper blank and feel your heartbreak!

 

Take a good long look in the mirror and

Let go…

 

 

 

 

All deaths are sudden, no matter how gradual the dying may be!

 

When out of the blue everyone is excessively fond of you, 

You don't call them but they are there for you, 

You don't ask for a get together, 

But they leave behind all their obligations to catch a glimpse of you, 

They come and remember only your virtues and integrity, 

They regret not being there earlier,

They wanna stay with you for longer, 

They remember all the good things you have ever said or done to them, 

They count all you qualities and everything you have done for them

They are reminded of everything from how you actually met to this day, 

They are grateful, 

They care exceptionally, they hug and cuddle,

They cry because they feel that u r very precious n they should not let you go.. 

They do stuff that they would otherwise not find time for, 

They go out of the way for u,

They communicate with you through dreams and nightmares,

They experience unusual emotional reactions,

n now you .. 

You have now nothing to say in defence,

You are neither surprised nor shocked,

Because now you are not standing on your feet, 

You are lying dead under their feet

Had they been so caring, you might not had left in first place.. 

you lie there wondering,

 

When your soul was in your flesh they were indifferent and hardly cared .. busy and thankless,

 Now they have ample time to cry n be sorry.. 

 

P.S. Instead of  shedding tears when your loved ones are gone, make time for them while they are still alive!