It started with a hello,
Ended in pleasantries, slow,
Once-a-week words we barely knew,
Indifferent to each other’s view.
Crossing paths, again and again,
A moody wave, a passing refrain,
Two far corners, one quiet room,
Did we exist, or just assume?
One fine day, you walked away,
And still, I felt nothing that day,
Was I meant to? I never knew,
In my mind, I faded you.
Months went by and years before,
Then fate knocked at a hidden door,
I lost my heart, a part of me,
Believe me now, it’s truly so.
Again we started with a hello,
Pleasantries in a gentle flow,
Trading memories we didn’t see,
We made them, not knowing they’d be.
Now we’ve come so far, it seems,
Yet no clear end to all our dreams,
Those empty glances, small and brief,
Are now my deepest source of grief.
We walk one path, your hand in mine,
As close as hearts can intertwine,
Even this road, so long, so wide,
Feels too short with you beside.
You let me cross that fragile line,
Break the walls of distant time,
You let me come so close, it’s true,
So why am I not yet with you?
Open wide your waiting arms,
There’s still a space I long to calm,
Let me cross this final start,
And step straight into your heart.
So close, there’s nothing left to fill,
So near, I hear your whispers still,
So firm, it binds my soul to you,
Beyond forever, strong and true.
So tight, I’ll never have to leave,
For I, my love, will always believe—
I never, ever want to go,
I only want your heart to know.

I loved this poem. It was as if I'm reading my partial story.
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ReplyDeleteUnderstandable.. Its the story of millions like us in the world.. I wish it wasn't
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