Wednesday, 16 March 2016

Out of love - 45!

Either cement those gaps or just let them be. It's a void and hence pretend to avoid.
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The heart which resides in my body never really belonged to me.
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I'm neither the person you see nor the soul which I wish to project.
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The glow in her eyes was like a drop of magical portion which seeped through and magically healed the already drenched soul of unwept tears.
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Healer's smile, beyond divine.
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Constants became temporary and the wounds transformed themselves into scars. 
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As the grey ticks turned blue, the heart that used to beat started bleeding.
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Back then I feared pain, today all I fear is that why does my pain not pinch me. Have I become numb already? 
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If an artist forgets to die a bit everyday then the spirit of art might die! 
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From being always availabe to now being almost not reachable; it was a tough transition from being a broken soul to being a selectively numb structure.

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