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Mirage

With each step I took,

She kept moving away

We were close to each other,

But were miles away at heart

I looked deep into her eyes,

which once had me spellbound

The castle which I built

Has come crashing down

I was once the Knight-in-shining-armor

For my damsel-in-distress

But now all we are,

Two souls breathing; two different lives.

The spring has passed.

The colors have faded

The melodies have come to a pause

The life- once I thought was worth living,

has become yet another question mark

Dear love,

I should have known your love a mirage

It wasn’t real

But it felt so real.

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The Green Light

                                                           The Green Light

Each time I see you walkaway trying your best to avoid an eye contact, I still hope that you would stop for a second and look back right into my eyes, just like our good old times. Its really amusing what we have become of. I still believe we can catch up with our old times, but I don’t know when would that happen. I know it wont happen, but something inside, the optimistic me keeps telling to give it some time. I never knew I could be this optimistic(at times).

I had to shut out myself for quite a long time to get the facts into my head. I couldn’t understand what was happening, because it wasn’t what I had expected or at least ever dreamed of. The excruciating pain it gave, the countless sleep less nights it gave, the people to whom I yelled at asking them to leave me alone, gives you a hint of what I had to go through. I felt like a yacht in a tempest; I was drifting away. It took me some time to get hold of the helm.

You might be wondering how could I smile at you each time we see, even after all of what had happened. That’s the best thing about me. Finally after everything that had happened, I learned to smile, even though there is a storm roaring inside.

“Just move on,will you?” is a question I had asked  many. But only when you confront it will you only understand how herculean a task it is. I would be lying if I say I don’t love you anymore, because I still do and I know you don’t, but still I believe in the ‘green light’.

                            Never have I felt the the silence so loud

                            Never have I felt the day so dark

                            Never have I felt this touch so cold

                            Never have I felt this pain so beautiful