What hurts is not the past, but the remembering how happy it was, sometimes being happy makes u feel sad!!! Especially wen u look back at the past with flashback mode on with a dim light....maybe today has no relation with the yesterday or that day, maybe there is no reason to cry and maybe not enough reason to laugh but I don’t even know how the heart had managed to accept the fact called mind. Is it the fear of the future that makes the already hesitant unsteady step moving forward to turn backward? Is it the fear of repeated mistakes u make!!! Is it fear of not having learnt one's own ruthless lessons of life and love? Is it fear of exploring buried past? I disagree with the past that makes me not to move forward. ..Time is chosen... But I can’t seem to smile suddenly. The heart echoes a dull pain and the fingers go numb ...and yet the memories fail to bring a smile and the saddest? Well, the saddest, just is that, the saddest... The heart seemed to have been lost in the endless terrain of time and seemed to stop right at where it started to boom & blossom...peeping through a window that remembered memories making musiques of laughter, with a hint of innocence and a package called love...u are not here today, nor there either ..With the sense of being lost...Why...why does one feel at this point of time....? It feels like an unnecessary urge within u to stand back and grab desperately at each and every passing memory that pierces the heart and makes the night a never ending mystery? At this point of time I can’t seem to have the energy to stand up straight, fade away the thoughts and concentrate on coming future... Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Memories of the Past - a Mystery in my Mind
What hurts is not the past, but the remembering how happy it was, sometimes being happy makes u feel sad!!! Especially wen u look back at the past with flashback mode on with a dim light....maybe today has no relation with the yesterday or that day, maybe there is no reason to cry and maybe not enough reason to laugh but I don’t even know how the heart had managed to accept the fact called mind. Is it the fear of the future that makes the already hesitant unsteady step moving forward to turn backward? Is it the fear of repeated mistakes u make!!! Is it fear of not having learnt one's own ruthless lessons of life and love? Is it fear of exploring buried past? I disagree with the past that makes me not to move forward. ..Time is chosen... But I can’t seem to smile suddenly. The heart echoes a dull pain and the fingers go numb ...and yet the memories fail to bring a smile and the saddest? Well, the saddest, just is that, the saddest... The heart seemed to have been lost in the endless terrain of time and seemed to stop right at where it started to boom & blossom...peeping through a window that remembered memories making musiques of laughter, with a hint of innocence and a package called love...u are not here today, nor there either ..With the sense of being lost...Why...why does one feel at this point of time....? It feels like an unnecessary urge within u to stand back and grab desperately at each and every passing memory that pierces the heart and makes the night a never ending mystery? At this point of time I can’t seem to have the energy to stand up straight, fade away the thoughts and concentrate on coming future... 