Who Is In The Mirror?
Who Is In The Mirror?
I'm not a hopeless romantic anymore.
After all the love you give,
Is the love you deserve!
But can you stop loving someone,
Because they don't love you?
Notions about Love, Life and Reality!
All together creates a web.
The rarest possibility of turning into
A practical realistic which I had,
Came from the things I got, And
Definitely not from the things I wasn't having.
Success basically maintains consistency.
Failure obviously brings drastic changes.
A cakewalk through Love, Life and Reality
It will definitely not turn the tables.
But how about a drastic disaster?
Separating loved ones,
Ruining the life and changing realities,
Will for sure, change
The Earth and the skies,
Making you sink into its horizon!!
As if they already planned to meet together.
And right there enjoy the sight of,
The dearest love, burning life all at once,
Pushing it all into a harsh reality.
Ironically, dusk and dawn
Conspired to meet on the horizon.
And obviously, that's an impossible,
I spoke about!! But,
That's the thing,
Which deserved attention.
The "impossible" worked hard
And rearranged itself,
And shouted, I'm Possible!!",
And damn, shit happened !!
Way too alike as dusk and dawn,
"Destiny" and "Karma" conspired this time,
To together work as teammates,
Causing the tremendous disastrous storm.
In first-order apparently seeming,
And actually being a disaster.
But in second-order, a tremendous only way,
To save a life from sinking into love,
Gradually breaking threads from reality!
Constant off-way repulsions can only be
Hit by sudden reality attractive tornadoes!
Can things fall right into place,
After the biggest mistake has taken place?
Or is the greatest damage of all times,
Already been caused?
The answer totally depends on your will
To construct the broken roads, and
Start walking on it again !!
As for your sake, the tools,
To rebuild, reconstruct is always along!
You just need to look around,
And all your eyes wi
ll find is "YOU".
This will be the only time in your life,
You will be able to see yourself,
Without a silly mirror, in which
On a daily basis, you used to look into,
And misunderstood yourself,
As possession of pride,
Owner of confidence,
A human of self-respect,
Teacher of love,
An admirer of true success, and
Synonym of perfection!!!
Suddenly you'll feel,
All these lifeless expressions,
Constituted from a few words,
Certain alphabets turn into
Those four people we hear and fear,
From birth till death.
And finally, you meet them.
All these expressions will surround you,
Taking the form of the dearest four people.
You will hear laughter.
Gradually these four people will be
Joined by another four, and another four.
Do you know, who this time the
Four people turn out to be?
The echoed voice of Love, Life and Reality!
The characters of your story,
Echoes of the loving moments you lived,
Confident conversations you did!
Dreamy success notions and beliefs,
And your workings on it, you talked about
And definitely, the reflexes that came.
All of it seems to mock you.
For how you failed at each word of yours.
You hear all the laughter, taunts, disgrace
Disbelieve, you start turning insane.
But you need to give a full stop right there.
Act deaf, try dumb! Just walk out,
Of the place, you've been transported to!
Turn the lights on!
No need to stay there anymore.
Got your dose enough!
Now take a look at the path,
You need to mend and reconstruct,
And start walking on it.
Because dear, to reach the destination
The only tool needed is determination!
So hurry! Pick up the tool,
And start working!
Part ways from the past,
It wasn't meant to last!
And most probably the three favourites,
Love, Life and Reality are on a mission.
To get jumbled and then,
Settle at its right place,
To give the best output.
So that a hopelessly romantic and,
A practical reality will make a fusion
Lightening the skies,
Making the rest,
Seem like a miracle!!!!!