Part I
Never will people know, what I have never been able to show.How easy it is to share,
Yet so difficult and so truly rare.
Hard it is to let go,
So tough it is to move on.All night I lay in bed and cry,
Thinking why you had to leave me…leave me to die.
What went so wrong between us that you refused to stay, what went so bad that you had to stray?
Forgive me if I ever was imperfect,
Thought that didn’t matter……..
But know now how much that’s incorrect.
If I could turn time back, I would make up for all things I lacked.
But now my heart tells me……..
If I had another chance, would it be worth loving you?
Who has already abandoned me once….
By Pragnya
Part II
I may not know what you went through, but my actions were right and things were looking bright.
We could have made up and stayed on, Alas! We decided to move on.
I love you! I kept on saying,But you accused me of straying.
God is perfect no one else,and that’s just common sense.
I never expected you to be perfect…..it was your misconception,Which is driving me crazy and adding to my frustration.
Yeah! You wanted our relationship to nurture, but what I did was only to secure our future.
True! Lost time never comes back……Your wish to turn time back will never happen, for, a rotten apple will never ripen.
You say, I abandoned you…… yes I did,you ask to yourself, if it is worth loving me again, I say it is… for, true love is Platonic!
By Amir Ali
Part III
There is a girl I know who says"I wish I could fly away....A place where from I never look back, and seek out a new different way".
This girl I know is lonely she never really had true friends, all the one’s she cared aboutAlways left her in the end.
Her people are not really her ownthough she cares for them very much, what she needs is not moneyBut someone’s sweet love touch.
She smiles at all she meetsfor inside is what she hides, she never has shared her secretsor the fears that in her ride.
All withdrawn from the world she isand shall continue to remain so, until someone has the power to turnher frozen heart to melting snow.
She waits each long day, each long night hoping to be understood,To no longer feel like running awayAnd to be her true self which before she never could.
Love is said to be powerfulA power as great to be Divine, its divinity cannot be measuredLike the ocean’s depth or the warmth of sunshine.
Such love if ever existsin any part of the world; I wish this girl gets itfrom a person who treats her preciously than gold.
You being that person in her life nowshe has finally found her true dream place, she no longer wishes to fly awaybut accept life with grace.
She knows you would never leave hershe just has her fears, for she feels you abandoned herbefore noticing her tears.
If you still love her truly but left why would you leave at all?For she is incomplete without youand needs you to make her whole.
She needs you more than anythingthough she will never ever so say, so don’t think she stopped loving youthat NEVER will happen anyway!
By Pragnya
Part IV
To that girl: Where will she fly and where will she hide,Tell her! Life is not a fun ride.Its struggle and full of high tides,but trust me; I want her to be my bride.
She says she’s lonely, but she’s not the only one,Trust God because she’s THE CHOSEN ONE.Find solace in God and all will be well,Even two best of friends cannot attend each other’s funeral.
Keep caring and shower people with respect, but forget, forgive and never expect.It’s all about money, honey!Only then will the things be bright and sunny.
Again! Keep smiling but do not hide what’s inside,Yes I am not present but God’s always there by your side.Let those secrets be shared and fear none but God,It is God who has the control of all the chords.
Come out, speak loud and don’t be withdrawn, this world is a jungle and not an open lawn.Your frozen heart will turn into melting snow, you enjoy the water and leave the boat for me to row.
Yeah! It’s devastating when no body understands us, Heart’s broken and is in a fuss.But now is the time to tackle, be your own self and break those shackles.
Love is platonic, free from physical desire,Let me get that, what I aspire.About the measurement of ocean’s depth and warmth of sunshine, it can be done…….Because to Err is human and to forgive is divine.
I don’t know if such love exists,She’s my first love and I’m not able to resist.I don’t care about the people, let them hear it, Gold is Gold, only because she wears it.
Better sense prevailed, she no longer wishes to fly away, because I’m just a few miles away.Hold on till then, this is the start of new beginningand definitely not the end.
(Anger)Ohhh! There you go again, Why don’t you forget what has happened.I have told you before too,A rotten apple will never ripen.
Yes, I did abandon you but you should have held on your trust,Your heart is not of iron, which I’ll abandon to rust.
But now I presume things are a little out of hands, I believe this separation has made us vulnerable….…Time to explore new lands.
It’s futile to discuss who was wrong and who was right, let’s close the door and switch off the lights.
I don’t love you anymore, May be you deserve much more.
I am going back from where I had come, Taking those memories and leaving some.I might have just given you solitude and pain, Made you wait as a farmer would wait for rains.
Good Bye!By Amir Ali
Part V
Regrets……
Tears roll down my cheeks, I don’t know why, but thinking of you makes me cry.I try my best, to stop them grow, but I never reach the roots to stem their flow.Though I try my best to keep up a cheerful mood, thinking of you I always end up alone and brood.
Thinking, sighing and regretting our relationship,
That went down the ocean like a melting ice chip.
Here I try to make new friends,
But thinking of you the attempt always ends.
I now swear…..
To put your thoughts out of my mind,
And never let my thoughts about you to rewind.
But seeing each time your lovely smiling face,
I am unable to pass your beautiful phase.
However, as I sit to think about the possibility…..
To be with you for life and sail,
I cannot help to realize that, life perhaps
“IS NOT A FAIRY TALE” By Pragnya
