Friday 10 November 2017

Other Side Of The Bed

This World Lacks Love,
Like a glass shattered from a windowpane
I wonder why they call it window “pain”
It has the sense and the confidence to drive us insane
To a road entitled to thorns and deceit
Yet, love is what you seek
You may not speak of it.
 But I see it, in your eyes, in your walk.
Like a life longed by the dears of those who have been departed once they are dead
Like a lover longing for a beloved on the other side of the bed.
Hence you are lonely, but you are not the one and only.
We are all victims of this cause.
In this world of hatred, all we find is love.
In a dog, that prances upon your soul when he gets a glimpse of you come home.
In a mother, who is now carefree as you told her you love her on the phone.
In a father, who is proud but never shows.
In a friend, whom you love and he knows.
In a lover, who brought out the best in you..
In an enemy, without whom you can never dream of dreams coming true.
In a stranger, that smile he passed while passing by
Maybe that is what you needed in your sick and greedy life
To have a happy day
Out from this mundane routine,
Because Happiness is what love is..
That is why it can’t be seen,
It is a contagious disaster that needs to spread.
That should be viral around your lungs, your body, your soul and through your internet.
Maybe tomorrow you’ll reach out to the one standing beside you
Because this world lacks love,
No one knows this more than I do.
Spread love, because everyone deserves it,
Spread love, because everyone is worth it.

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Bleeding Petrichor

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