Distances-Finale

Another aspect of distances
They separate
Lives, hearts, dreams...
And you think ..
Maybe they were not meant to be.
Well truth is...just that.
Yet your mind plays games and thinks.
Maybe it was something you did
Or maybe something you said
What was it that went wrong..
All along the way.
Maybe it was somebody else
Maybe just you
Maybe the other person
Maybe it was all faked through
You think and think until your heart aches
Maybe it was not love enough
Maybe it was lies
Unanswered questions
And things you had written then
Stare at you as though written by somebody else
And you shut them up
For you know you’ll hurt with every word you had happily felt then
Maybe you should hate
Maybe forget it
The question lingers as to how
Maybe you’ll heal
But a million scars remain
And scars don’t heal
They have already healed way back then
What do you do?
What do I do?
I do nothing
I just remain.


Prashantee
01.01 am
7.7.2009

SSENIPPAH..

I spell my happiness backwards..
I wished upon a star for that
Now that its gone
I've hung it on my wall
Hoping it to smile
But it doesnt
Instead it sheds tears through my eyes
It's just words and letters
Twisted and turned upside down
I like to believe it was love
Truth is that it was not
Yet love is just a word
Superficial- just ink on paper
I think its enough to convince me
Maybe it was just that
Inked paper
Watered tissues
Rolled into heaps
Thrown in the trash

Prashantee

1.07.2009

12.50am