YOU HAD TIME

It was what a Heaven must be. But why did my dad have to wake me up from the heaven I was in. Anyway, he didn't know that I was having a dream which I would like to have everyday for the rest of my life. Though I couldn't have her, but still I could have lived with that dream forever. It was bliss while I was sleeping but after I woke up, it was nothing but a thorn of pain. I forgot it after a couple of hours but it occupied my mind big time during those two hours. That's how it happens. Initially, she used to come in my dreams almost every night and give me the time which I didn't get from her during the day. But then as the truth kept getting clearer and time passed, the frequency lowered gradually. From every night, it declined to once in every 3-4 days, then weekly and finally around once in a month. Since then, she comes to see me only once in months but that single dream is enough to bring back all the memories and lift me from the present to the past. There was a...

Lonely in the late night Treading the only road I know Contemplating the day gone by Thoughts heavy cross my mind Defeated by myself I walk on confused My outside in perfect contrast To the tumult raging inside Lost, I didnt notice That a cold encompasses me Its the wind that starts blowing And leaves rustle showing gratitude My heartbeat slows down A void starts filling me Dissolving away my thoughts And untangling every knot Clearing my path of these leaves sallow The memories bleeding that lay in my path Nudging me to smile again Is it the wind? Or is it you? Echoing promises of taking me away From this world of sorrow and deceit To a realm of sweet tranquility Is it the wind? Or is it you? Been in this darkness for long Day I desire not One star light will blind Drifting from my eyes these clouds black Is it the wind? Or is it you? Its still yesterday Waiting for today to come But it seems too far away Past is my life Past has my life Today is all I want A life is all I want Holdi...

After pondering over it for a long time, he decided that he would let go of her. He looked around for a pencil, paper and an eraser. Though it took him some time as he hardly kept his things arranged, but he managed to find them. He then sat down and took the pencil in his hand and gazed at it. Her face was all that was before his eyes. The way she used to smile, he could give up everything just to see that crescent once more. Each time she used to smile, a wave of invincibility swept him. And her eyes, their depth never he could make out, but then assumed that were as deep as his life. He wrote down her name on the paper, the letters which meant the world to him and then stared at them. After a considerable amount of time had passed, he picked up the eraser and erased the letters which he had just written. This was his way of letting go of her. He sincerely thought each time he erased her name, he would let go of her bit by bit and erase gradually every corner in his life which she ha...