Welcome to Week 157 of Three Line Tales.
photo by Clever Visuals via Unsplash
So here’s the three line tale:
Alone I stood there in the cold waiting,
It made shiver and worry for your safety,
Yet you were skeptical and measured my love for you.
Thanks to Sonya for coming up with these Three Line Tales.
You’ll find full guidelines on the TLT page – here’s the tl;dr: and this is the link to her page
- Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt (& give them a title if possible).
- Link back to this post (& check the link shows up under the weekly post).
- Tag your post with 3LineTales (so everyone can find you in the Reader).
- Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
- Have fun.
It will be fun and filled with pomp,
Entertainment at its best
People transiting in and out,
No lonely moments, no time yourself-
An Indian wedding, ready to pull you out,
Personal space will look like a satellite,
Yet there will be happiness, love and care
Arguments and disagreements will make a show,
The end probably will bring a lovely bride,
Someone on my cousin’s side,
Holding his hand forever and always.
Is it only an issue of distance or time?
An illusion with the real you behind,
Lot of changes yet with the same affection,
I guess, I don’t care anymore.
Both right here within us,
A feeling of overwhelmed happiness,
Helplessness, tragic and loss-
All within the body and soul.
Never preferred raindrops, I love sunshine,
Brightness is my thing, while drizzle is yours-
You like the pitter-patter of the raindrops,
My love for a noiseless sunny day is well known,
When I was finding a way to balk and stop,
Proceeding after the first meeting was you;
Sugar and spice is what makes us,
Taking the steps forward, we will be trusting faith
The memories are ones keeping me on track now.
Extendability, stability, durability;
Features which make a good battery,
What if it doesn’t have those?
Don’t want the person you call to be enthusiastic?
Might not be always, but at times some romance,
What if it’s missing?
Totally empty on the other side.
Condescending, judgemental thoughts are not my way,
I don’t pick on people nor poke their hearts to slay,
My apparent strength for patience is trying to run-
With nothing more than hatred, you will only burn.
Anger fuming through my mind,
Taking over my body,
A single bite of the cake dissipated everything.
Time being a challenge, running around the maze
How difficult must it be for me to escape it,
I have been trying and yet there’s always an obstacle,
Working up my strength, my sanity-
A stable rock you have been for me,
Feeding my mind with positivity and solutions,
“I am there ” is like your signature in my conscious,
How did we come to this? I don’t know
I am sure, your love will make me love you.