My Beautiful People

You must have met them somewhere…
As the life of a party…
Or helping someone out…

They are the ones who make the effort for you…
Who ask you what pains you..
And ask if they can find the remedy for you…
Who inspite of their own reluctance
do something if only to please you..
Who are worried more about your comfort than their own…
What I would not give to have such people in my life.
They are the beautiful people ..

Wait….
The story does not end here…
Because they are in my life
My piece of miracle…
My very own beautiful people..
 

 

Shattered and Whole

You don’t want to believe that we could be one again…

You don’t want to believe that you can feel love again…

I want to move away from this life,

From all the drama created

From all the pain and the disappointment

From the negativity

To a better sun,

To a better shore,

I am not running away from…

I just want my space…my share of  “calm”

To rediscover who I was and what I meant to Be…

I always meant to be good,

giving out rather than taking from…

I meant to be the best person that I can be….

Somewhere..I have lost my way and need to find it again

Where I used to be before the heartache..

………………..

Somehow you are responsible for my reasons and passions now…

But the day will come when I will come into my own..

I will be whoever I want to be.

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