Just OKAY

The poem is dedicated to yet another person I Happy Stalk… I am not naming him/her because sometimes, it is good to talk about someone and keep guessing.. there’s something good about mystery, still I will share a glimpse of why the person is good enough to be stalked.

I LOVE words.. everytime I read a good book/poem, I fall a little in love with the one who penned it.. and then there are stuffs you read that JUST CHANGES you.. you can see the whole picture in a  fluid motion painted RIGHT in front of your EYES and you do not question if it is a figment of a writer’s imagination.. you just know it’s REAL.. there is NEVER a question.. such is the writing of this person.. I can never be tired of reading it.. I re-read my conversations, I stalk his blog and the best of all- he DOESN’T JUDGE me because of that… I have told him some stuffs most people do not know.. I don’t know why I told all of it, but I just knew, I could.. I WISH WE COULD BE THE FRIENDS WHO REMAIN FRIENDS TILL WE ARE OLD ENOUGH NOT TO REMEMBER WHO WE OURSELVES ARE.. you don’t find a lot of gem online, but I am glad God chose to show me one.. Be Blessed and I am not explaining the title.. like the person, the title too is a mystery 🙂 I look up to YOU. OKAY?

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I don’t know what 

You think of me

I don’t know what
I mean to thee

You don’t even see the
World like me

You don’t love the
Same things as me

Yet, it’s the words
That touch me deep

The pain in the cuts
Make me bleed

There is something in the
Unspoken words
There is something in the
Unseen smile

Everytime I read your words
I see a glimpse of pure love

You say you’re broken
But I have never seen so deep
You’re more capable of love
Than one can think

I don’t know you much
Except I do
There’s more to the story
Than what others see

There is something in the
Unspoken words
There is something in the
Unseen smile

I am still in my pursuit
To see your shades
Do you still feel red
Or are you full of gray?

Often I wonder
Often I visit
The words you write
And the ones you mean

I ask too much
I talk even more
But there are things
I wish I could fix

The battle is yours
And only you can win
But a soldier is a hero
Even if he fails to win

There is something in the
Unspoken words
There is something in the
Unseen smile

I don’t know what 
You think of me

I don’t know what
I mean to thee
And still I say
Come what may

I want to hear
Every word you speak
Tied by my love
For words so deep

Sometimes my 
heart does weep

I wish I was that one friend

Whom you could trust till the end

I break no promises
I don’t break trust

I am just looking for answers
To quench my thirst

Your words leave me rattled
They make me think
In ways, I didn’t knew
I could feel

The more I read
The more I feel
So much to ask
That I am scared
I might be reading
More in between the lines

And yet I know
The tale will unfold with time

Too many layers, you do wear
Too many colors, you don’t share

I don’t know what 
You think of me

I don’t know what
I mean to thee
And yet I smile
And at times I cry

Your words are magic
I feel they are mine

A story they say
A song they sing
For my unseen dreams
They give me wings

Blessed be you
Forever you smile
May the brightest light
Shine your darkest night

I am just another friend
And this is a bend
As these lines I write
I both smile and cry
It’s been some time
Since I realized

Some words make you feel
Happy even when you cry

Sometimes you should see
The world from my eyes
Pink it is and so are the smiles

I don’t know what 
You think of me

I don’t know what
I mean to thee
But all I would say is 

A friend in need 

Is a friend indeed

 

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Beauty As You See It

I was staring ahead..Glancing at the falling drops.. and it occurred to me.. there is beauty even in sadness.. there is a completeness even in broken things.. the falling raindrops are tears from the sky and yet they paint a beautiful canvas that blooms flowers alive.. 

Truly, beauty lies in the eyes of beholder.

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