She was a map,
One could find when he give up hopes on unknown islands of life…
In the dark times and silent nights,
She was a home to the lost birds…
She was something you can never know the science behind…
In the ailing world,
Where most of the people are good to others for motive,
She was someone you could openly show your weakness, your wounds, your strengths,
and she would still be loyal for nothing but a smile in return!
I don’t know how is she able to survive this ‘ Goodness Mutation ‘ in her bones!
But I tell you one thing for sure,
She was a girl who carried eternal love in her blood
And at times, it was all hell…
But she never stopped planting lilies in there…
He was the sky…
Sun and moon
Asteroids and Meteors
Planets and supernovas
She was the earth
Flowers and thorns
Haters and lovers
Seas and Volcanos
He did rain on her thirsty soul,
And washed her wounds
She did know well,
How to give him clouds!
People fired guns at him
They dismantled his ozone
People spat on her
They scratched her beauty…
These were the reasons,
That she had to suffer his lightening!
His raging storms
But despite the pain
There was a love in disguise
They did not let people
Ruin their love story
How much did their natures and reasons separate them…
There love was epic!
I could see them
Sharing hearts and holding hands
at the horizon…
And This theory my friends,
And the most profound thing about this feeling 🙂
When you love someone, Merge in completely…
You sometimes find no reason, even in heavy times;
You question yourself!
Why do you love that person?
This is a hopeless question but
In answer you still don’t wish for a clear no… 🙂
It always has a reason!
Some ‘Attitude’ or Some old fight whose wounds still hurt you.
And one thing that I understand,
And we all need to remember is that,
‘We can get rid of hate, because we can remove its reason…
But how are gonna wipe out a feeling that has no roots at all!’
Do you have some other logics?
Why love wins over hate…
I would love to get them in comments… 🙂
Have a good day buddies!
Keep on learning with me.
Sometimes so alone we are,
Deep down in our wounds and scars,
We forget completely we have to live,
We are like long kept empty jars…
We are hammered hard and badly!
Unable to see any of the chance…
to stand up and fight again,
Thinking – In these hurricanes how will I dance!
But that is life my people,
We fall to rise and rise to live,
To fall, to learn, to try,
To not give up is life!
Let us not be those jars again!
Not the broken died stars again…
We are to be broken million times,
But feel the zeal for life again.
Live up, Don’t give up!