“We love each other like matches in the dark. We don’t talk, we catch fire instead ”
― Mathias Malzieu
Love stories are fairytales afar fancy;
Dreams invariably like dwam,
Waking desires.
Even absolute closeness;
Fails to abridge the distances,
Of hearts that have fallen apart.
Never can the sky subsume the earth;
Beyond the horizon,
While the sun fades down.
The song of heart never finds a voice;
When happy notes make U-turn,
Every melody shift to requiem.
The radiance of colors merely shriveled away;
Eyes toiling to revive,
That name once written on sand.
My story had heartbeats sans many words;
It was “Love” beyond any doubt,
But not a love story though.
The love which ends in incompleteness;
Is never untrue,
But, I wanted a fairytale.
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that's simply beautiful 🙂
beautiful… 🙂
..beautifully written..keep it up.. 🙂
Very nice
beautiful, I could imagine your words 🙂
Incompleteness doesn't mean 'untrue' love…so well said…
But, yes..all of us need a fairytale…:-)
🙂 Thank you.
Thank you sweetheart 🙂
Welcome to cocktails. Glad you liked it 🙂 Thanks.
Thank you Pooja 🙂
Thank you dear 🙂
Yes Mani, it's not necessary that true love always reaches it's destination of “forever”. Glad you liked it. 🙂
It's love but not live story. Quite a mystic approach. Loved it. 🙂
🙂 Thank u Ravish. Keep stopping by.
I read this poem yesterday and simply loved it Dipanwita. I have tagged you in the Quote Challenge. Pls see the post http://wp.me/p3RQLD-1IR. 🙂
Thank you Somali. 🙂 I accept your quote challenge but will start from Monday since m out of town this weekend.
Happy Weekend 🙂
Cheers!