I Love You Everyday...In My Own Curious Way

If you think sometimes,

Why that day,

I kept standing for hours,

And not even once, looked your way,

Or that moment when you walked up to me,

And I walked away,

Or that drizzle when you walked alone,

And I drove past you,

Quicker than everyday,

If you think sometimes,

That the emotions you felt,

Were felt alone,

Or the tears that you shed,

Were yours own,

Then princess of My Heart,

I suspect you would never know,

There were two hearts that broke,

And two voices which choke,

Each and Everyday,

Since you walked away,

The echo of your words still shatters like a wave,

I felt sometimes, to let you go was so naive,

But then I felt, my love was bigger,

And truer than truth of today,

We don’t hold hands or meet or kiss,

But nothing of it I miss,

Because I have your heart that I took away, and 

My love now lives in your honour everyday,

That's why I walk away,

I don’t look your way, 

Even though I love you everyday,

In my own curious way.....

 

Wisdom

One fine day, I went away,
A little too far,
With me and My Car,
A gust of wind brushed away,
As I crossed along the way,
A pillar being constructed,
And One being broken,

The running music sung,
"I want to break free",
As I rolled-up the windows,
Tired of all things outside,
Closing my shell,
And reflecting through an unintended strife,
Weaving answers of the puzzle of life,

Is life a rolling stream,
Of thoughts, emotions,
Make-ups, Break-ups,
Laughing, Crying, Cursing,

Desires for someone or something,

Or is life is a long walk,

Of a lonely wanderer,

Searching for a higher truth,
Of all questions of life and beyond,

Of salvation through a magic wand,

Sun was setting with a reddish hue,

I had questions plenty and answers too,
But the wisdom to choose was what I rued,and

Wisdom to choose is what I rue....