*This is just a poem. It does not reflect any part of my life right now.
why is it that we fall in love
is it a dictum from god above?
we try and we fail coz we don’t know how
to fall in love, to stay in love
love is one of the most selfish of feelings
it is only you who matters in all its dealings
‘i want her to be happy’ is all you seek
don’t be a fool; you want her to keep
mistakes are successes turned inside out
the joy in pain they say
another fool ; another story in vain
we spend so much time and energy to say
I want you to go though I need you to stay
wanting and having are two brothers in fate
one hardly exists when the other stays
to want what you have or to have what you want
which is better ? well both I say.
happiness is a fickle being
it’s a poison in truth , a circus mirror not worth seeing
it distorts truth to what we want to see
for once you have it, you can never cease to need it
and it’s not sadness which gets us
but happiness without.
so why is it we repeat this old charade
it’s a new chapter but the old words never fade
to seek a hope that never was
and to find it is but a futile cause.
I ve been here before; there is a trend
I know in time my heart will mend
But I still know not where I belong
I still ache, to know my song.
