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SILENT TEAR

Every time a tear drop falls,
I tell myself never again will it happen.
I hug myself and promise the universe,
no matter what I will not hurt again.
But love makes it so hard for me to hold back all
the memories & emotions that flow from my eyes.
I keep quiet, listening to my heartbeat slowly.
I feel the pain in my chest, but a smile covers my face!

How ironic life can get? But we still believe in it.
One door closes, a window opens, they say.
But in a room with no windows,
do we breath, do we stay alive or do we die?

I don't deserve this love-less state of mind!
Patiently, I waited all these years,
believing you would come to me,
in a dream, like a dream, like a ray of sunshine through the dark night!
I smile at the sight of you, a tune
struck a cord in my heart, and I begin to dance!

Dancing my pain away? No, a welcome dance.
A dance to fresh pain, for a new tear drop on my cold cheek.
I stand still now, I suddenly realize
that my heart is under an attack.
Open, my heart is left with nothing.
Cause I shared all the love I had,
but what I got back was not enough to fill it!

What do I now? Sit back relax.
If life is going to be like this, enjoy the ride.
Cry a little, laugh a lot!
Pain is a part of me now, but I don't want to shed another tear.
Is the universe to blame? Maybe my heart cant stop loving!
Good, bad, evil are but phases of our life.
It doesn't matter which path we choose, as love is always a part!

I choose, though, to be invisible now,
a death with no face, so that I can
shed that one silent tear,
before I can finally go on!

Comments

Unknown said…
Thanks Nilesh! :)
July 13, 2009 at 5:22 AM
SG said…
Super. Very emotional.
July 16, 2009 at 8:01 PM
Subodh S said…
You speak for all os us Teja! So many of us live in windowless rooms and supress the small voice of our hearts....
July 16, 2009 at 11:24 PM
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