Purpose?... What?

With the way things are turning against me, I get a feeling as to what I am fighting for and why? An employee works looking for rewards and remuneration, a labourer works for wages, a dog wags its tail for a treat from its owner. Likewise, everything we do should have some purpose or something to achieve. But, with what I see, whatever I am striving for, I am only seeing further burden added than a new beginning.

My Girl...

I have my Girl. She is so magical. She is so powerful. She is so beautiful. She just comes and it appears like she does it so easy and sweeps me off my feet. She quietly sneaks into my heart and knows how to steal it. Then, she would give that look which questions me intensely about many things she abstains from asking through voice. Just one look and all that noise disappears from around and we enter our own world of romance.

The Embrace...

She sat there with a sense of grief. It was so unbearable for her that she decided to answer to his beacon. She set the pulse right away and they were in each other's company as ever. For some time, they sat linked to each other's true feelings. And, when he asked what was bothering her, she answered in her own way. The answer made him immediately reach out to her in the best possible way available.

Nights of...

It is all but a set of keys here in front of me. I try to make as much sense as possible to make you understand. But, whether you make anything out of it in the way I want to convey is clearly a mystery. It appears quite evident now, a clearly burdened heart this is and the voice of it, the very beat of it will fade soon, freezing for that one moment, to let everyone breathe a sigh of relief. 

Dotted...

The eyes swell with a massive flood making visibility all blurred out. I just wish you were here by my side right now. But, what more can I expect when even my words do not make any sense to you? The heart feels a bit dizzy, it feels like it is out of shape, not knowing which rhythm to beat to, even a brief blog vacation only seems to make your absence more pronounced. Oh, Love! Where are you now? I need you here now!

Through the scourge...

I wish I could rewind back and take your place. I wish I could go back and relive everything you felt, you dreamt, everything you lived, everything you wanted to live with me, everything and just every single thing. The difference between loneliness and being alone, the understanding between staying alone and feeling lonely, all those are simply not seeming to be sufficing what you are trying to push through my throat.

The handicap...

I took a short nap. And, in my dream I was on a wheelchair. While I was awake, I was left stranded. So, the handicap was reflected pretty much even in my dream. I was extremely thirsty and was looking to get some water to drink. It was such a hot afternoon.