Sometimes I turn up to be so busy, that one moment I remember I’m missing her and the next , I have tasks to complete. Is it proper that I didn’t shed tears while mourning or is it good enough for me to shed them now? I don’t know either will help me stop avoid that feeling of emptiness some where.But as life goes on the next moment may I will reach some where, she thought I should be.
It seems that I have been walking long,
Not a matter of me getting strong
Yet it feels like a new day , when I know
The journey will end with me and my bag in tow
I am the only one to face the world alone;
When I know it’s me , and everyone else gone,
The sunshine falling bright into my face,
Bringing out the beauty from those youthful days,
I just know I have to face it all,
With no one to catch me when I fall,
Life might be a little boring and not that great,
But I am happy here, with no hurtful words being said.
Amidst the celebrations something always remains amiss
Can’t understand what I’m missing -your greetings or the morning kiss?
Nothing can replace the love that you had for me,
Yet I try to find that in fragments from people , which in their eyes I get to see.
I pray to lord you look over as my angel from the sky;
For without it I will not be able to imagine a destination beautiful and high.