I am a sample of the species
which wanders for the love and care.
At times, I felt lost. At times, I felt none.
I got one at last. The kind which rips thru the soul.
I kept it next to my heart
so that I don’t feel lonely in the woods.
At times, I felt close. At times, I felt insecure.
I had it for long. The time that passed was unthinkable.
The age weathered, the beauty gone
then I became the master of the same.
At times, I felt bored. At times, I felt feeble.
I think I knew it well. The sourness started to show up.
The brink of what was left showed up
we tried hard to stop blaming each other.
At times, I felt sick. At times, I felt stuck.
I decided to end it then. Lets not make a fuss over it.
The love I had is no more with me.
The stains of the past poking my patience.
The numbness of my lips says a million stories.
The fight over the TV remote is gone.
The space in the bed seemed so wide.
The coffee in the morning tasted sour.
The walks alone in the road dusted my pants.
My Heart said, its time to love again.
My love. Give me another chance. Let’s explore it again.