The Art of letting go
In my heart, echos her distant voice,
My mind says she is not with me anymore,
My heart yearns for her glance,
Will this suffering not end till my last breath?
The endless moments which cherished my life,
Are now standing at my door to perish my soul,
why does my heart not understand,
she is not returning back anymore?
Did i love her for her smile,her eyes,her voice?
Did i love her for the infatuation ,she brought in my teenage self?
Did i love her for how beautiful she looked in our school farewell?
I loved her for the serenity she brought to my chaotic mind,
i loved her for the peace she brought to my restless soul,
i loved her only for love’s sake and nothing else which would have fade away.
The butterflies of our first kiss,
are now the insects of her grave,
My little daughter stands with a yellow rose ,
The same which i gave to her on our first date
With her, I was a boy who was dreaming” the art of living together “,
Now i m a man who is learning “The art of letting go”
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