Adolescence of that bud nearly put me in the charm of herself, I kept staring at her until a drop of the dew , must be one amongst the jealous, fell on my eyes. I hated it, i hated it? I hated one who perhaps was the admirer of my 'could be' love. Here, I was helplessly trying not to touch her as to make shrink the soft petals of her; and there the dew drops were making her dip down now and then. The balloons of complexes were slowly swelling up. She is mine, she's mine... i wanted to confirm all. "STOP IT......... STOP IT .. NOW", I cried... and left the field. Next day, I reached to her.. sun was out and probably had soaked up all those negative dots around her.. I looked at her with a shining of victory in my eyes.. God is there, He listened me.. He fulfilled my wish.. Its all mine now.. I extended my hands towards her............ BUT...... What's that? Where is she? Some burnt leaves were there, and on the. soil... a little apathetic budding flower with thirsty and dry skin was lying. WHY? WHY?
"I will die without you".... claiming I cried..
"Those dew were my life..." she craved and died..
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IT IS NOT LOVE.
4 comments:
well written .. so if that was not love .. then what was it according to you??
desire of having " a thing of beauty" ... i think everything has its own place.. it's better to leave it at its own best suited place where it can grow and nurture and not try to 'own' it .. and "feed " it..
everything should be set free ... even love ..
nothing is 'yours' and 'mine' over here.. one is just like a drop of dew on a flower's petal that would soon fall from the soft surface and touch the rough ground to finally die it's own death ..
one message is very clear from the post... you don't posses anything.. and no thing possesses you.. this is the truth ..this is the truth..
that's one hell of a philosophical vent out ...
peace :)
rightly said... no thing pssesses us and vice versa..
Here desire to fulfill own desire nullified the presence of love dear.. love asks for giving not taking.. as simple as it is.
it was LOVE according to my opinion, well it was a touching posting!
Its very touching. Being in love and being possessive for that love, go hand by hand for humans. "Space" is what that is required to create the strongest possible bond between two lovers.
Very philosophical writing. I like such writing and will follow your blog from today onward.
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