LOST LOVE

I feel incomplete,

But please don’t ask me why?

I just know something is missing,

But that something is hard to define.

I argue and I question

Is this for what I am destined?

Whether it Rain’s or shine,

I am always on the verge of crying.

Is it about lost love I agonize?

Or the expectations I nurture inside.

Weighed by the tears of forlorn hope

I wait for your silence to drop off.

Bound by the semblance of bygone,

I gaze at stars and turn woebegone.

Petrified with the thought of loving again,

persistent enough to wait for a change.

When I continue to mope and pine,

A erratic thought cross my mind.

Am I too obsessed with love of life?

Have I not shelved plans of other likes?

Then and there itself I realized.

It’s not regarding love of life,

Love for life is what missing inside.

Ambivalence is no more state of my mind.

With endurance I gather the left of me,

will rebuild the castle of dreams.

Princess need not always have a prince,

Because “Alice in wonderland” I wish to relive.

All at once I found the one,

Whom I can lean and should love.

A whole new stranger girl,

Who was smiling amid of tears.