On The Silhouette's Loss...

It is so beautiful to imagine,IF...
But then,there is life next door...
You can't always escape it....
IF is just fantasy,
one can't live in it forever....
You can dream,
but you can't make dreams your master,
as rightly said by some old master...
You can love,
but you can't make love your subject...
You can believe in past's presence,
but you can't deny
the presence of something more near...
None is away,
as is proclaimed by nature,
for,forever those who love dwell inside,
and such few can be seen when you shut out the reality...
Shutting the conception of absence,
evokes the presence,which was but a part of you...
This here,within the verses,
might be her,
whom you sought,
whom you miss...
Who might as well be in me?
Helping you hear her...
Yes,my friend,do not see in this,
words which spoken are, through my tongue,
but know through this,
it is her soul,which yearns for you to smile...
For else,it would not be possible,
for me to write here...
Maybe,I take liberty,
aye,it has been my perennial fault,
but here,it means something...
Embrace life, as one who mourns
the departed for far too long,
keeps them from peace...
Peace,must they have...
And for that,you must allow them to move ahead...
Do not stagnate,and do not allow those who passed
to mourn those who haven't
and not let them stagnate either,
for when it shall be time,
you shall meet again...
Now,let her sleep,
and you smile, as you know,
but after a long working day called life,
in the night everyone just
sleeps in their loved one's embrace...

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju