4 am

It was past midnight, i was awake.. pondering, binging, watching the moon; its brilliance, its scars, the twinkling stars. Clothes in darkness, the flowers seemed dead, peacefully the birds slept in their nests. Everything around me was serene .. my mind was meandering. I was thinking of dead and alive, hell and paradise, the earth and the sky, I was thinking of the days long gone and the days to arrive..

I was thinking about love and i was thinking about him. I don't know if he is real or an imaginary being. But i know he dwells where no man has ever resided!
My heart - his eternal home ..

2 love for me ..:

Lady Whispers said...

It's nice to read you after long.

That last para reminds me of the dreamer that is me :)

ak ™ said...

That's quite beautiful.

PS. He will be home. Soon.

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