A Bit of the Real

Why do you tease me, By staring in my eyes? Your mind’s still elsewhere, What you’re saying is lies! While I lack the strength, To say it in your face; You know what I’m thinking, Cause you can see the trace; Of the question building, From nothing in my mind, Still, for answering that, A proper time you don’t find; And you let me drown, In the ocean of confusions; As I try to breath and float, By making out conclusions; Of the language that your, Eyes speak when they stare; Why do you play such games? This will lead us to nowhere!

How nice it would be, If all earth was ice! Even a brief appearance, Of the sun would feel nice! But now that it burns, On the top our head; Its existence is forgotten, As if it was dead. No one really cares for, What one really has got; It is for what we don’t have, That big battles are fought…

What is love? Can you define love? If you think that love is a magical feeling that takes us in a new world, you are surely mistaken. The fact is that love itself drags us into a world of pain and agony. We become selfish in love because we don't remember anyone except the one whom we love. Isn't it selfish? There may be many people who would have played an important role in finding you love, but once you get it, you forget them. Another fact is that love makes us possessive and jealous. We want to stay all day with whom we love, and we hold to them so close that sometimes it is a bit suffocating for them too. We rob them of their personal space, and keep demanding things from them. Yes, we give and then take, but what if what we give is unnecessary? We become jealous of all others with whom our loved one is involved. We wish we were there in everyone's place. We wish we could do all that they are doing for him/her. We wish there was no one around. And thus, starts the dark...