Random feelings crafted on the screen

-
Parting ways with you was easy,
Because the bond we shared was more than love.
We always had a different versions of it.
Seeing each other happy even when we are not together,
Love was that for us.
But you know what is not easy for me?
Is seeing you doing all those efforts for someone you are with right now,
When I was never the one getting it when we were together.
Seeing you do all these small efforts today for that beautiful girl you are dating now,
Makes me think,
That what was the thing that i did wrong.
Why I did not deserved it at my time.
What right I did not did for you.
I know we were special,
But then why today's special has got more special gestures.
Was I never worth it?
Or we were never sure of us ever? 
You know what hurts the most?
All these questions that I have just does not make any sense now because you are far far away now,
But still these things keep me awake late at night,
Questing myself,
Questing us,
And Questing the bond we had and we have now.

But may be we were so busy in always having a different definations of love 
That we forget to live it❤️

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

हम बड़े हो रहें है.

-
Image
            हम बड़े हो रहें है हाँ हम बड़े हो रहें है, अब अपने लिये नहीं अपनो के लिये सोच रहे हैं। अब अपने सपने माँ बाप के हिसाब से चल रहे हैं, अब पैसे खुद के लिये नहीं,अपने से छोटो के लिए कमा रहें हैं। अब हम से ज़्यादा सब मायने रखता है, खुद की चोट छोड़कर,सब का दुःख दिखता हैं। अब खुद की मुस्कुराहट से ज्यादा पापा को सहारा देने का मन करता हैं, अब खुद के लिये नहीं,उनके लिये जीने को दिल करता है। अब घर में हमारे बड़े होने की नहीं,उनकी उम्म्र बढ़ने की बाते होतीं हैं, उन्के बुढ़ापे में आये बचपने की खुशी होतीं हैं। अब अपने बचपन में बनाय हुए शब्द फीके पड़ रहें हैं और माता पिता के बोल जिन्दगी को रौशन कर रहे हैं।  अब लोगों से नहीं लेकिन अपनो से फ़र्क पड़ता हैं, अब इस भीड़ में नहीं,खुद के साथ रहने का मन करता हैं। अब दुनियाँ से नहीं खुद से हार जाने का दर लगता हैं, दुनियाँ जालिम है ये पता होकर भी इसी में खुद को घिसना पड़ता हैं। उन अपनो के लिए ही उनसे दूर रहे जा रहे हैं, अब हार जीत का ना सोचकर हर नामुमकिन कोशिश बस किये जा रहे हैं। अब जिंदगी के फैसले माँ बाप को सोच कर होने ल...
Read more

A letter to the rain

-
Image
 Rains have always been a very special   part of my life.I danced in rain almost   everytime even if my mother used to scold   me not to get wet.  After sometime,they now don't ever scold   me because they have understood that in   rain i can't even control myself.  So just decided to write something for the   love of mine towards rain.  Here you go, Dear Baarish,
Read more

RIng

-
Image
The theme of this title is inspired by a poem  I read in one of my school english book and  that poem name was "Aunt jennifer's tiger" in which the post Andierre Rich called the the ring a heavy weight band of responsibilities which has been with her since a very long time. A ring is the symbol of exchanging souls but sometimes it also bounds the people in it❤. A Ring There is a ring we exchanged, When we were ready to share each other souls, I never knew that it will bound our roars. There is immense care yet there is a cage, There is so much love and trust  So how to differentiate the case. The ring was the sign of our love, so when it became the boundary for us, When we just left each other in the story of us?? Today we both are struggling at all the sides of ring, Tyring to find out what was wrong in the relationship unbringing. This is not just a ring but a symbol of us in the ship of love. Our love which was like titanic. It was insinkable yet parted aw...
Read more