In A Nutshell

I think of you often
Do you think of me?
So sweet, so kind,
Do I even cross your mind?
I know your face in my mind,
I know your voice in my ears,
I think I know you,
Even through these years.
Are you my friend?
Are you my love?
That couldn’t be,
You don’t even see me.
I cry myself to sleep,
Every night my mind wanders,
If you’re not the first thing,
You’re the second thing on mind.
My eyes see you,
My heart aches,
For a love I assume,
Will someday bloom.
Who said friends could be lovers?
What were they thinking?
My love life, sinking or swimming?
It’s sinking.
I am scared
I am afraid
My life right now
Is one big show.
Episode after episode,
Re- run after re- run
Why do I love you?
Let me show you.
When you are around me
So is the thought of her
I wish deeply
You weren’t with she.
I have respect for a couple
What they share is beautiful
But what about the little people?
Whom you don’t even see?
When you are my friend
I am yours
Your company completes me
Whenever you take the time.
To tell you the words
The three “easy” ones
I have to say,
And hard in a way.
Will you be calm?
Will you hate me after?
Will you be my friend?
Or will everything end?
With love, there’s lust,
I lust for you,
I love you.
As for your thoughts on me?
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About Arun Mishra

“We often becomes what we believes ourself to be. If I keep on saying to myself that I cannot do a certain thing, it is possible that I may end by really becoming incapable of doing it. On the contrary, if I have the belief that I can do it, I shall surely acquire the capacity to do it even if I may not have it at the beginning.” SO, “If you put your effort and concentration into playing to your potential, to be the best that you can be, I don't care what the scoreboard says at the end of the game, in my book we're gonna be winners. Because "I feel like my wings are finally coming back. They were broken, and there was a point where I thought I was confined to this earth. But I feel like they're back now. And I'm excited to fly again. And sure, there are going to be bad and tough times. I can easily see them now but that's not a reason to stay on the ground. Everyone has to fall sometime but no matter how long it takes you, you eventually get tired of dragging your feet through the mud, and you get up and find your wings have healed and they ache to fly again. So I'll fly, I'll fall, I'll get back up, and I'll live."
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