complication in love relationship
Sitting on the concrete window platform,
Staring indistinctly at the distant tree,
My ears vaguely aware of the humming mill,
My senses lost in the spring air, fresh and free.
And what am I thinking?
Well, nothing…. To be plain.
I am just blank, just stale, just avidly inavid.
Overwhelmingly full, yet empty and insane.
It was not like this a year ago.
Oh! That moment is still fresh in me.
It was this same window brink…
It was the same mill and the same tree.
It was all the same, it still is.
But yet, every shred of every moment has changed.
Those green days witnessed my hands in yours.
Today’s autumn sees loneliness, a feel so estranged!
I remember having drowned myself in you,
Sitting under that lavish private green.
Having transgressed safely into the other world,
On losing my soul in your profound sheen.
What an ecstatic lightening it would be,
When you chose to touch me under my ribs,
I tell you, my love! I would bear it beyond my death,
Within my priced shame, without the slightest jibs.
The mellow in your eyes, the softness in their blink,
The warmth of your palms, the wetness of your kiss.
The cuddle in your chest, the strength of your arms,
The depth of your heart, what could be better a bliss?
I sit looking out in the space today,
Looking for that lost essence of love.
I swear I have searched for you in me.
I am left alone now, to sink in myself and stare above.
First of all, apologizing for the extreme delay in adding a new post to my treasure. I know I have not done justice with many of my readers! But then, I am back to make you think something more about your relationships. Today, I chose to write about psychopaths!
Many-a-times, you might have felt that the person you are living with, has never shown his real self to you! Sometimes, a lot of care, and at other times, such a lot of immaturity! We all think these are parts and parcels of relationships! May be, not always. Research says that more than 60% of the world population, falls under some kind of psychological extremity or the other. My husband might be feeling I am one! 😉 Jokes apart, psychopathic relationships are possibly the most pitiable ones to support throughout one’s life.