Shruti's fierywaters

Born of the mountains, the daughter of the earth.. Nurturer of the land, right from her birth.. Riding through rocks, and the sand and tree.. Thinking to herself "what do I want to be?" .. From afar she saw the deep mighty sea.. At once, she fell in love with he.. However, sadly, it was not to be.. The land she crossed, heard not her plea.. .. To keep her his, she was confined to a dam.. They called her their Mother, yet took her sand.. She bore his fruit, the land's progeny.. And stayed with the land, whatever was to be... .. Loved her progeny, so lived there did she.. She saw her land thrive with glee.. At times, she longed for the mighty sea.. The one with whom, she could be she... .. The sea did yearn, for her lovely song.. For he knew, with him she did belong... But dammed was she, walled was he.. Yet he longed for the warmth of she.. .. She could run in spate, and break free.. And he too could, rise as a tsunami....

Sometimes I wonder, that our life is a game.. With every level, we aren't anymore the same... Sometimes I wonder... If thoughts are worth thinking for.. If words are worth writing for... If love is worth living for... If life is worth just breathing for... Sometimes I wonder.. Do you think of me like I think of you? Like it hurts to me, does it hurt to you? Yet, do you smile, like I do? Or do you let it pass, having no clue?? Sometimes I wonder... Is it all worth it? The pain, the tears, the betrayal, the guilt? But sometimes we smile, inspite of it.. Though we know the price we pay for it.. Sometimes I wonder.. Why the chains binding me do not bind you... I thought we were a team, of this I had no clue.. Right before me, I see you go... I cannot come, but you don't even slow... Sometimes I see you coming towards me.. For a fleeting moment I'm filled with glee.. But then I realise it is something else, not me.. Beyond my perception, of what I know you ...

Those words that never would be written, Those eyes that never would be smitten... The love that never would be told, The magic that never would unfold... That dream that never would come true, Those tears, that never would flow... That peak that never would be reached, The sea that never would be searched... That song, that never would be sung, That youth, that never would be young... Those lines, that never would meet, Those hearts, that never would beat... The desires, that never will be fulfilled, The hope that will continue to build... The constant tug, that would never end, Of living in promise, or in the truth... Oh Pray, How will I know, Whether to hold on, or to let go??? Originally posted here .. 

Do you remember, when love was our song?  Where did we lose it, what went wrong?    In the place of love, there is a void...  Yet, we each other, deliberately do avoid...    We keep grudges in our heart, never to show..  Watching helplessly, as they go on to grow...    We want to make up to it, but never do we..  Listening to our ego, asking "why only me"...    A healthy talk, never do we build..  Yet we look back at our lost times, with wistful guilt..    What went wrong, we never do discuss...  In the quest of "me", we are losing "us"..    From this downward spiral, let us break free...  Let us fall in love again, just you and me...