Wednesday, 12 September 2012

Lots Of Love

Tears. Thick dark tears . Painful drops . Of anger. Of pain. Of grief. Of confusion. Of yearning .
Kohl tears , with thick dark round eyes- beauty had now taken over curse.

I think it's yearning , randomly picked at a vast extension  of dark sheet full of mind boggling circumstances or so.
I think, I need a big hug ; maybe just for a second but I need like oxygen has missed it's way to my body , like that of a burning sensation .

I don't know if it's sentimental moment or so; or that of pressure ; or just emotional transition .....I feel as if my heart ( the one my mind thinks not my body's actual heart) has gone through a clean click ; as if it's something on the brink of breaking yet not able to.
I think, I can't explain weather my head hurts more or it's just a wee feeling - it's not a good one though; it's that of a newly wed bride who's never been away from home ;maybe of a child who never visited hostel ; maybe of a person performing last rites ; maybe of something missing and yet having a feeling of it's presence.

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