Monday, April 22, 2013
I have to learn to avoid asking questions, answers to which are known and may hurt
I have to steer clear of dilemma, which I know will only entangle me more
I start speaking and then I halt
I start listening and then stop hearing you even, suddenly
I keep looking back as if waiting for something to come by
I desire for things, of no use to me anymore
I want to be in a crowd when I am desperately alone
And among swarm of people, I try to find my identity
I need to speak out
I need to listen to you
I need to hear my voice and know that you are listening to me
Unfulfilled desires, for how long will they remain so?
Is it possible to yearn for the impossible and yet hope I will return to you?
22nd April 2013