I don’t know yet how to address you, but let me describe the moment that just passed, for I am still high on you. ————–
As you looked into my eyes, I tried holding your gaze to believe it was real A myriad thoughts crossing my mind, I had a difficult time, dear Though I shivered and my eyes wavered, I was ready to steal a glance But as I saw you out of the corner of my eyes, you were still looking at me with that same expression intense
The day passed and I could see your name flash in front of me The name I had never heard before and thought of it as rarest of rare What was it I was going through, a relapse into my younger self Oh, I was gearing towards yet another mills and boons tale with a twist of my own make
I was scared but burning inside like fire on a windy day Baby, is it hell I was sentencing myself to Or is it simply my quest for finding my happiness Tell me if I was wrong for thinking about myself
Though I know things have changed, for better or worse Please help me figuring out for I am going crazier by the day Whatever it is, however things are happening But my fairytale had long vanished behind those dark scary clouds. Poof!
Inspiration: According to me, life is a melodrama. And if my writing do not depict that, what’s the use of thinking so much!?! And as one said, what’s the use of me being called a case of ‘lost and found’ by others? 🙂
~Alka Ranjan (India)