(had written this after reading Kahlil Gibran for the first time..)
Dont know what to write or why am i choosing to write..but somewhere I totally wanted to get over you or maybe wanted to completely get into you.At this moment both feel same..infact all feel same.You gave me heartaches and glorified my existence for a moment.All came to a standstill and I desperately wanted everything to be translated to you..with a mild air of gratitude coupled with the fact of being able to be known to you.Behind those simple words you made me visualize what a world with 'nothing' in it would look like..or with everything in it would look like..What and how it is to feel at nowhere..everywhere..
Between these pauses and these confessions lies a mixed feeling of unreasonable query,bliss and anxiety..Hope you know how it feels.A helplessness of not being able to express feels more fulfilling,bounded with immense purple,the purple that oozes out helplessly after heartaches for which you may be the reason..heart is celebrating cluelessly..Thanks for being there..or were you always there?
Ekta. *less entangled*
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2 comments:
really sensitive and deep.wanted to just read on and on and on..it was is so mysterious and nice..like it..keep it going!!
Very well written. Your post made me pick up my omnibus edition of Gibran again to go through those wonderful words that say little yet so much when they flow through you.
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