A dance with life and death alone - I

A Dance with life and a journey called Life..

Life is so unpredictable when u least expect it to be. It’s full of surprises when u start predicting it. It’s like a story which seems familiar, but the story keeps changing and the only thing that stays familiar is the beginning.

Life might seem complicated but the only simple thing evolving out of it is the inevitable death. It’s like a destination already known but the journey u take to reach it is what we call life.

The journey we choose defines the moments of our life.

A Dance With Life

Death can call for a dance with life

to drift to the melodies fo silence and unspoken word

to ponder the memories of its existence

to smile at its color....

Death can call for a dance with life

to cherish time and enemies of defeat

indefinite peace, harmony, scales, or

the scent of fresh lillies in Earth's sudden breeze....

Death can call for a dance with life

to heighten the fundamentals of emotion beyond fatalities,

slightly deeper...

in the eve of something as beautiful as when

death becomes life......and so we dance

Forgotten Words..

Forgotten words are no comparisons to what I have stood to lose here today, myself. Expressing oneself to make another reciprocate (as you said) is not what you are reading now; these are pure emotions coming through a person who never was responding to yours.

I was lost leading a life like no other, a life without a direction or a meaning. I always mistook the passing time as just another passing cloud without knowing that even they can strike a lightening. I felt the jolt and am still recovering from it. All through these years there was never a phase in my life where I felt I was letting go of my life without realizing it. Days went by and without knowing years passed by. And I think a last grab of what is left would make me realize a better tomorrow.

I wandered with no serious commitment and thought am not made for such things, but then you came along and made me wonder its essence. Love to me was like an ecstasy’ a brief escape from life. But then you taught me it is an ecstasy of elevated sensation of sheer bliss. With such a great detail I wonder what my life would be with you.

This is no autobiography, but an attempt to let know of you that am a changing person and one change can inspire another.

Thank you for everything.