Sometimes you catch a glimpse of someone which is enough to ruin the peace you carried in your life.You never know when it happens but you cant resist it.
Some call it love while others call it lust.It hits you like a wave of air , procrastinates your thoughts and your heart skips a beat.
But if you bear a broken heart you would have felt this before.You would have definitely felt this before.
And yes you are never ready to hurt your heart again.Its tough to love someone knowing that he would have left in a few good moments, isn't it?
It was good days having my best mate lingering and messing around me ,i at least someone who would make me rate my days better.But how did that stupor air hit me .I never knew i fell for someone unknowingly!!! I knew not how and when but yes it did.He was about to leave, but that memories he gifted me why would that not leave me with him? He would find someone like or alike me but i knew i wouldn't. I would be left with the memories,the crazy fun we had and probably staring at his window and waiting for the room of his light to light up again.But i knew the last thing would never happen.It was crazy for me to fall for a person who lead a life of bohemian descent - for me today ,for someone else tomorrow that too being the owner of a broken heart.But do you understand when broken stuffs break again.They may shatter a bit more and make a bit bigger mess than last time but to an eye of an outsider they don't matter much-
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I've tried writing,
tales I'm not a part of
I've felt words that are mine
disown my wine
like the birds away from their nest
only a little too full of zest
And I stand alone
on the terrace so old
try to spot the feathers
plucked and sold.
Held by the neck,
I say it's fine I'm okay
and flinch so when I say