Reluctance

There is a strange reluctance on the part of most people to admit that they enjoy life.And this is a fact.People want to be happy...want to enjoy...want to make the most out of life.Still they do not want to realize that it is possible they are happy in the very moment.That they can possibly already be enjoying life.People relish in their pessimism. To think that they are sad.Mere toys in the hand of fate..In the hopes of a better, brighter future they tend to forget the liveliness of the present,the beauty that the present holds and the immense potential of happiness with which the present strives to catch their attention.It is not until the present ceases to be the present,that is ..not unless it becomes the past that they perceive its beauty in the sense of nostalgia.

Unlove

It all started with a glance
A simple glance, a short one
That's how i feel it did
Days passed on with
The unwrapping of selves
Each day bringing me closer
To what i found in him
In every passing moment

He was so full of life
Better to be called life itself
The whole world moved
In an orbit around him
My soul making infinite circles
Around his heavenly self
I thought i knew him better
In there somewhere

Circles of time
Of his and mine
Met and intersected
To move faraway
Asking me to move
To Unlearn, Unlive and Unlove




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