Falling....

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Falling on my own
Can’t imagine I have come this far
How could I make it so right
Never had I believe this much
Troubled time taught me always
Wondering how I followed you around
You never changed the way you were
Never knew that you would look back
Your eyes never stop searching for my soul
Demons could not stop my persistence
Passion were never dubious
Urging me to say my own afterthoughts
Living the life of disguise can’t be my eternity
Sound of love and convergence are so prevalent
No regret no guilt tell me this isn’t me
Sensed my own pervasive anticipation
Lies can’t mislead me anymore
Discovered myself on this last chance that I never had
Kept you in the dark until now
Holding together for the road ahead
Until there is no eternity ....

Predication

Days come and go

And my conscious always follow me

How not to be so obvious and unpredictable

Reasonable minds tend to be in place of nowhere;

The essence of our being is questioned every second ;

Not that we don’t want to anticipate frivolous games

Found no joy in being the sole rider

Apologies are not the only excuses

No destination for my journey

Playing games of falsehood hurt

Don’t let me stop my sensible vibes

Can’t live in a box anymore

Sun is calling me out

And the moon will not stop being curious

Are you really there?

And there goes my predication....

Afterthought

Trying to pick her unvarnished insight about life and it’s unpredictability.

From her own relentless unfair melodrama some 15 yrs ago. And then I see nostalgia in 

my inbox...

Who could be that estranged but irresistible rebellious consciousness of our very own reality?

It is she who used to be one very much of her own... 
never justified the existence of the lost ethos of inconceivable but disenchanted 
emotional outbursts.

Never had we realized how far we came about looking for those treasured moments... 

glimpses  of those unforgettable events still haunts me in a not so subtle way.

And she says no way no how she ain’t the person she was once but she buried those 

guilts for those 13 years blindsided by pure love for someone who never knew what love was!

It broke her, taught her, rejuvenated her, fulfilled her, built her as someone who can’t be 

stopped for being who she is!

Love her, hate her or ignore her she rose like your own unbridled existence which we never

anticipated.

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The strength she had that very day to walk out of that inferno of disgust is unquestionably

 one of her biggest turning point ever.

And I am yet to comprehend her ubiquitous presence in my imagination which amazes me

every single day!