True Love.A Poem by anamateurLove can take any form.It hurts me to see her cry. It is the only thing that i find unbearable. To see those golden droplets drop by her face, oh! it causes me excruciating pain that i feel my insides burning. My not-so-violent self burns with rage and i feel like demolishing anything that caused her this pain. When i think back to when she picked me up from the hardest blows i ever felt, caressed me like i was a child, the love that i saw in her eyes is the one thing that i will never forget till my last breath. She was always there by my side, my shadow was jealous of her. No one dared to touch me because they knew i had a back-up stronger than any mountain. And yes! her smile was the steering of my life, it drove me to places undetected. It was then i knew it doesn't matter to love which kind it takes. I can love my best friend without expecting anything in return, I can have all these feelings for her, love her always just like a friend. My ocean of love has no end because i will always keep on giving, everything would be same between us. Even if we get married to different people, I will love her the same because i have too much love within me. She made me realize this, She made me realize that i was loved and i can love. She cared for me so much that being with her made me feel safer than being in a mother's womb. All the wonders of the world, the waterfalls, the flora, the fauna, the rainbow, the sunrise, the sunset. Nothing was as beautiful to me as her smile was. To me she was god's best creation. But now seeing her cry, oh no! it is indeed the only thing i find unbearable. She was the one who always cared for me, i was the vulnerable one. Things have changed, It is my turn now. I feel like i should do something, Make her pain go away, But there is nothing i can do except watch her cry her pain away. But oh no! It is the only thing that i find unbearable. © 2013 anamateurAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthoranamateurIndiaAboutI love to write out of passion.I'm an artist and like to try new things out. You can define me as serious yet funny, talkative yet calm, scared yet brave, clumsy yet elegant, fancy yet plain, myster.. more..Writing
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