I am a nomad who wish not to be a nomad. I loiter around my own solitude with eyes wide open towards a guest unexpected. I love with passion and feel the pain with total devotion. My heart is not too far away from a quick smile and a silent tear. I live life like as if... I lost sense of time
Do not
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
To be… Or not to be…
Love lured me towards life
Life smirked at my hope…
Smiles were always my companions
Though tears tugged my sleeve…
To see what we call reality around
When my world is nudged out of bounds…
I wonder if freedom to choose is a curse
I lick my wounds and nurse…
Happiness in my face drowned in the cracks of my pain
I try harder to rise and shine…
Love is a lesson from which I must learn
Her heart is a treasure still I need to earn…
To toll in real world and give her what she wants
Or to live with her and give what she needs…
To be… or not to be…
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2 comments:
i hope you'll earn that treasure! have faith!
... Thank you Nuvss... I shall nver be alone as long as you are around....somewhere....
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