You were like those daybreaks that come everyday. Unconsciously neglected. But always loved. By the time I realised how much the dawn meant to me, it was already dark. And the darkness just became darker. I waited for the next daybreak, but it never came. The sunrise used to come. Everyday. I always knew that it would come again. Just like it always did. So I just waited. And waited. Until one day it faded.
It was always bright, the sunlight. It winked at me, and painted the vast canvas with paints that I loved. It sent the breeze to soothe me. It stroked my pain away with its breaths. It cured my scars with its remedies. But I never knew. I saw how much it cared for me. But I never paid heed. All I saw was that it would come back. One day. It would. Always. But why would it? Did I give it back the love that it deserved? Did I ever care for it the way it cared for me? Did I ever take its pain upon me, the way it always did? Did I ever try to understand it's love? Did I ?
I thought things could be taken for granted. I thought it would come back. Every time. I was selfish.
/I never knew what darkness meant, until the light left me forever. / I never knew that darkness could turn even darker. Now I look at the moon, and ask her to bring back it's love. I beg her to love him once more. "You lost him. You lost me my love." She said. Even her crescent faced downwards. She didn't smile the way she used do.
/Dusk lost the dawn/ And so I walked on the moonlit sand, alone. You were my light. Now it is all dark. Just fragments. Of what? I don't even know.
I thought I could get love, without giving it back. I thought I could get your respect, without giving it to you. I was selfish. Yes, I was wrong. And I am sorry.
siddharth_khatri@parthavi_ tbh my grandfather is recuperating from COVID-19, and is in the ICU. He's stable now.... The past few days have been really mentally exhausting.... Ae let's not venture into this atm
wanted to make you super irritated ... actually Mirakee pr poems likh likh kr man bharr gya h.. I'm venturing into story telling... I plan to start a blog which will be one of its kind.. so making mind maps and all regarding the same...
And yes, ye tedhe medhe muh na bnaya kro. A smile may heal many souls, as they say...
parthavi_@siddharth_khatri Urghhh.. matlab kuch bhi na Reading that 1st para I was having chills n I had almost tears in my eyes I hate you for this ok don't do this again ever, not with me atleast.
Ok fine.. well yeah I must admit storytelling is a really interesting genre and I'll be waiting for you to come back with it but bro.. you could just have kept those creations in your posts na Anyways.. as you wish :) but I still suggest I would have done with keeping those poems.. tedha muh