Dearest You,
I hope the sun’s bright radiance is with you and the moon is still pouring her milky luminosity upon your innocent beauty. I miss you a lot in this world of pain and hatred; at times when I feel low and defeated; at times when there is no one beside me; and at times when life tortures my sentimental soul.
Every new day begins with a search, a search for your presence amongst the materialistic and numb souls thirsty of momentary ecstasy. But we know that our love is divine, lasting till eternity and the end of time. Every little moment of your absence tickles those painful tickles upon my existence in this deep universe.
Every night I dream, a dream of infinite love and excruciating separation when I respond to the sun’s call of dawn. The passion sweeps through the lonely night as I soar through the tides, high and low, living up to my fantasies of spectrum with vivid colors of love, each with its own shade of life. As I wait for you in that sub conscious state of dream and dream world, I can feel the murky horizon welcoming the true blue color of the sky and the earth opening up its lush carpet. Besides, even heaven having a day off with gods.
Your footsteps whistle through the air and reach my ears. As moments tick by you appear, semi clad in a bizarre color, indescribable to human thoughts and give me a shy yet fervent look of concern. I hold you in my arms and gaze deep in to those eyes spilling a timid look but confident though, in being with its soul mate. My fingers run through your hair as I touch your rosy lips, hold you near and you close your eyes without fear. Then you say those three words my ears had waited to hear. A sudden strike of consciousness strikes my mind, when my eyes open to the wakeup call of the orange fireball. Then I realize that it’s just a dream and dreams are never true, admits my practical mind but the other being reluctant sticks with the dream and hopes to find answers to questions unsolved.
The day becomes melancholy with thoughts of yes and no. Your presence becomes a mystery whose solution baffles my mind and questions even the true existence of love itself. Is love in all a mere web of relationships between people, in which we tend to get stuck with a kind of agreement to fulfill our worldly needs? Or is it really a divine thread binding two or more souls as one that is pre determined.
This leads me into a perplexed hallucination of beliefs and my heart though reluctant is compelled to ask you- “are you really there?” Well if you are, then we are bound to meet. Nevertheless ways of life won’t change if it’s the other way round but I would rather like to be with the one destiny has chosen for me and not with someone else chosen by the world. I can’t promise you that I would wait for you till the end of time but if you exist then you will be the one with whom I would always want to be because you are someone somewhere made for me.
The one made for you,
bleeding_romeo
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