He, thinking loud. We, taking notes.
I don’t want to speak
Words are burden
What I say
is not always
What you understand
You are my human dairy
I tell you all my stories
Yet, you don’t get me often
And that makes me drear
I want to invent a language
Needless of words
Which I don’t ought to speak
And you don’t misaprehend.
My heart rambles, unintended reaches you!
Embrace scars, showup with learnt lessons.
You surprised me
By stepping into my heart
As I wasn’t known
A door being there
It was a deserted place
Which no one had ever explored
And it started becoming a garden
Eventually turnd into a bliss
Now, when you no longer stay there
I often visit
To breath you in
As your scent is still there
And I would not let it fade
My comprehension ends, when it’s him.
Drama of life. A prewritten script. All charaters ought to perfom.
The liberation of choice is given. But you can not choose that, what’s not written.
You are promised a freedom which no one could ever had entertained.
No barriers, no harnesses, no code of conduct.
Just a hoax to keep you stuck.
Neither you have any option, nor a chance of escape.
You have to embrace the life you got.
Fate drapes your entire being.
Your destiny is predefined. Life take turns accordingly by the plan.
You didn’ t want to start but you had to.
Now you don’t want to leave your life but you would have to.
Life or a load of penalty no one had ever figured it out!