To,
My Pen
Yeah, its exactly to you, that I am writing. There is exactly no one in my life, who listens to my pain, my ails & grieves except you. In fact, In my joys, there are lot many ears to hear. Day by day, I m finding life too empty. Just emptiness. Why is it so? Tomorrow I have my SEE, & here I am, thinking why my life has turned to be so blank & almost nil. When I look myself into a mirror, I just see a stained face. Initially, I am cursed with bad health. Every now & then, something or the other keeps troubling me. Why is this? In search for answers, but none I get.
Yeah, dear pen only to I am saying all this. But to people, I am always a contented cheerful girl. None can see the mask, the teary phase, behind the smile.
In the rain of life, inner peace was just a drop, which is also drying now. Every friend in my life, is moving far away. When in troubles, I only m left with strangers, with known faces. I want that life, which I had just 2 years before. When I was in the pink of my health. How bliss was life then!
But now, I feel like I don't wanna do anything except sleep. Wish I could sleep forever!
Before, stepping into this Engg, I had dream t of how my life could be. But then I had never thought it would just remain as a dream forever.
Why is it turning like this? I find no interest in anything. Neither in living nor loving. I was just hoping for a person, who listens to my aches & inner echos. But unfortunately, I find none except you. Thunderstorm has struck, hit destroying all my inner peace. Leaves of withered, even before they turn green. Why o why?? I am tired of crying, of feeling hurt. Now I am used to it.. My heart has almost turned numb. Neutral to any feelings.
Life has turned lifeless. Sometimes, I just feel to run away from everything. somewhere be lost, never to be found again. But then, something within me resists. Yeah, to see my love, of whom I had dream t all these days. All my life! Yeah its only that dream, I still & always believe in. Though I 've never seen him or met him, I ve dream t much! I can't stop dreaming about him, about us. This is the only reason, for I am still breathing...
From,
lamented soul
