The problem with loving a great man is that he always chooses greatness over your feelings. No matter how much you love, no matter how much you pine, no matter how much you hold on to... it's never enough! It's not fair to ask for anything in return. And why should you! Greatness should always win! And like God, a great man will never answer. You can only beg and pray. Or you could meditate and patiently wait till he grants your wishes. But make no mistakes, cause he cares alright! He would love every bit of attention and out of this world experiences but he can not express. That's blasphemy and makes him guilty. Cause a great man is almost like a God, he can bear a lot of pain, but he will sacrifice and it's absolutely not selfish. Haven't you heard of animal sacrifice! It's a ritual, right? He would always choose to be a monument of non-attachment. The Gods sacrifice all the time. And if you are too close to him... like almost his own self, then he has all the rights of bearing the pain of your crucifixion. The world will applaud! That suits his image. But kind words of love are too mortal.
Friday, October 23, 2015
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Saturday, October 10, 2015
I wish we could have those days when
I dint understand your ways.
I would love to go back
As then you used to try harder
And when I still dint or denied,
I remember you hold me and say,
"I'll miss you silly, don't you get it"
And then time would freeze for a while
I wouldn't be able to drive anymore
As I'd be haunted by your image in the rear view.
You waited till I drove off
And I couldn't go further...
And then I would scream on the way
To let it out
Bump onto any place
Just to feel a greater pain
But in vain.
There was joy in that pain
There was love in those eyes
There was trust in your touch
There was a smile in our hearts
There was hope in the longing
We knew we would see each other again
Just a matter of time
I want to go back to that time
When life was mean but wasn't meaningless.