8th August 2014

Dearest

Last night, i could not sleep well, as i lay there in bed thinking about you,
my, unrequited love for you was beating in my heart with all its  transcendent might,

it took me to places id never dreamt of going,
i saw a future without you,
and believe me love it is not what i want for us,

i found myself stranded alone in the abyss and my soul devoid of all emotions and feelings for anything,but you,only you,
for you are the one that taught me the meaning of love 

and from the day i lay my eyes on you i knew that from that day my life will not be about me or the things i want but only for you, from that moment on, every day of my life i have wanted to be with you.

As i turned and twisted in my bed i asked myself what am i prepared to do to be able to hold you in my arms for one last time, what would i not give to be able to touch the delicate skin of your body which radiates like a hundred stars in the night sky, for one last time in my life, Where would i not be to be next to you and listen to you talk.

The fire that burns in my heart tonight is a result of years of churning of my feelings for you which have grown each day, each minute since the day we met, without you i find myself aimlessly wandering this life, passing a day at a time , without much respite and any hope for a future with peace.

I do not wish you to be at peace if it means to stop loving you, i do not wish to love another with all my heart the way i have loved you all my life, no matter what the world thinks of this or whatever they make of me my love, my love for you is what feeds the life in me and till my end it will be the only fire that wil continue to burn in my heart.

I do not desire anything but your togetherness in this world or another,
the reason i am alive is you and the reason i choose to continue to live is you.

so as i woke up today with a numbness in my heart , i knew that this day is
just another part of the journey i have to undertake on this planet, i know not where the journey will take me but nevertheless i go on with a hope in my heart that somewhere down the road after many a gloomy night the dawn of my love will come and on that day somewhere in the gallows of this planet i will be with you again.

Ever yours.

To his Coy mistress : Andrew Marvell

Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, Lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk and pass our long love’s day.
Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side
Shouldst rubies find: I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood,
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow;
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast;
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart;
For, Lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.
   But at my back I always hear
Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song: then worms shall try
That long preserved virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust:
The grave’s a fine and private place,
But none, I think, do there embrace.
   Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may,
And now, like amorous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour
Than languish in his slow-chapt power.
Let us roll all our strength and all
Our sweetness up into one ball,
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life:
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

Misfits

I like dark people, broken people, the misfits, they are the interesting ones anyhow, they have stories to tell , they are the real ones anyhow. They chose the difficult path, the path less taken , they show us the way . When u are all broken into pieces shattered laying in the corner of a dark room , they are the ones that give u hope, they are the ones that inspire you.