My first love poem with my first post






Love that had once seemed so strong, so insurmountable........ In a flash seemed, so vulnerable, so........ Practical. I believe our lives begin when we step out of our teenage into adulthood, when we start understanding the complicated thing in life, like love. ...... she had been with me since that time, she had been my inspiration(she still is...), she had been like a candle in the darkness, showing me the way when it was dark and hazy, like an angel that takes care of you, that is there to pick you up whenever you fall down. The one person that would always be with you, no matter what.......... and now it suddenly felt so lonely, so lost, so......broke. Before she came into my life, i was nothing. I was the black sheep of the family, someone who was considered good-for-nothing. Someone, who was destined to be doomed, a future, that never was. A disgrace to the family name, loathsome............ but then..... She came into my life, and she changed me. She made me the person i am today. She was a tom-boy, a jovial person, trustworthy, sensitive, extremely loving and caring, like a mother, pessimistic at times even foolish sometimes......... would you believe it, she once made me propose her in front of a crowd of more than a thousand men and women. It was crazy!!!!, but somehow it felt really nice.... when she used to sing, i wanted to lay back and relax and just capture the moment...... it was truly serene, mesmerizing. Her voice was like a cool breeze on a hot summer day, soothing ......... her eyes, so expressive, like a thousand un-said words, said in a single glance, like an ocean, pacifying, her touch, heavenly, like the light of the moon on a dark night, assuring......... her smile, so full of love, like a rainbow after a thunderstorm......... her hair, smooth, serene, like a dark forest, untouched.............. Her love, so............. i guess, i might not have the words to describe its beauty, and anything less, would be an insult of love. But that was the most beautiful part of my life. I can still remember, the first time when i saw her, i thought she had some problem with her attitude, and guess what, she thought the same for me. ........The day when i proposed to her, she could not believe it........... The first time i held her hand............. the first time i hugged her.......... the first time when she said, “I love you”........ i can still hear these three magical words, when i am sitting alone, all by myself, thinking about the great, immaculate time we had spent together, thinking, ......about her. i confess, i had not been the best person she could have had. at times i was irresponsible, i wasn’t with her when i should have been, i was not with her when she needed me the most...... I am the kind of a person who does not get intimidated easily, but when i do, it gets really hard for me to control myself. I say things i don’t mean to, i do things that i regret later, and when it all cools down, that is when the guilt sweeps in. I have found almost everything ever written about love, to be true. It gives you wings, makes you fly. it can make you jump off the Eiffel tower, screaming her name. Shakespeare said “journeys end in love, as meeting”..... What an extraordinary thought!!! I suppose I think about love more than anyone ever should. I am constantly amazed by its sheer power to alter, and define our lives. It has the power to move mountains. It was Shakespeare who also said, “Love is blind.”................ Now that is something, I know to be true. For some, quiet inexplicably, love fades. For others, love is simply lost. Ours was a long-distance relationship, but it never felt like one to neither of us. We were both completing our graduation from different cities, even different states, but it was never a problem as we used to talk to each other end-Lesley, on cell phones. We used to meet up every one or two months and savour that moment until the next one. She is an amazingly caring person and till the time i was with her, i considered myself, the luckiest person on earth. She had something in her eyes. Every time i looked into them, i wanted to be a better person; i wanted her to know that i loved her, more than anything else in this whole wide world. I wanted to give her the best of what i am, the best of me................Memories.........Seriously!!!! Memories are like the two faces of a coin, but the difference is that we get to choose which ones do we want to have? Good ones or the bad ones, because they have the strength to make, a man out of a boy, or, make a boy out of a man. They can make a person, they can break a person....... we have to be absolutely optimistic about them. It’s been nearly, ten months now since we broke up. we used to talk sometimes even after our separation but it’s been a while now since we have heard from each other. i still miss her though and I believe she knows it too. I don’t call her because I know, she will get disturbed, and i don’t want to hurt her anymore, i did that a lot lately. It might even today, she is still my first and my last thought of the day, stopped counting how many times i think about her in between. I miss her more with each and every moment of my life. Every day when i wake up, i start my day thinking about her, realizing, that i am not the most important person in her life now. To tell the truth, it just kills me inside, having the thought that my paradise isn’t mine anymore. But still praying to god that she finds happiness, and hoping that one day we shall again be reunited, that we will be together again. It might sound crazy but yes, i still love her, and that i always will. I believe there is more to our love, then just the separation. It can't be the end, not like this. I hope that one day, she will be back, i am keeping my faith because that’s the best i can do............"The dreams that come true, are the ones we are not ready to let go of, no matter how impossible it may be....."i am out to spread HOPE and FAITH to the ones who need it and even to those who do not, and to fulfill it, i need to believe in it too. I believe that one day we will be together again, forgetting the past. I do not know what my future holds for me(i hardly care about it now), but i can always control my present, i can always control my deeds today. i will still hope for the best because i have faith, and i believe ....... in love, and in myself. Rest!!!..................... God is watching.








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