In this tiring world,
That just spins beneath my feet..
Dizzy mazes and confusing faces,
Story inside your heart,
Is a mystery you cannot let anybody dart..
Fast is faster,
Hurt is bigger,
Burnt are the vices,
Which you hold against me..
Graceful are the roads and fly-by arches,
Held down by inhuman crutchs,
But do tell me how to mend a broken heart..!!
Well, that's what sometimes we just are –
ReplyDeleteOur heart has a story to say,
And we are the story inside someone else's heart.
A blurred today, a river of sorrows,
A crazy past, an unknown tomorrow.
This constant strife: a lover’s fight with life.
The scared lil’ angel, or the teary-eyed moron,
Sometimes both at a time I am, you know.
Though as a whole, if I look back, I must tell,
The point of happiness was always a little beyond,
But whenever I sought answer to the question,
"How to mend a broken heart?”
Life said, “cuddle some memories and move on”.
Vaibhav
Hey-Nice-real nice-both of you!!
ReplyDeleteFor you, I say, quoting the Dalai Lama,
'Love, Compassion, and Forgiveness-these are the three things I preach.'
Cheers!!
Nimo Menon