Me #4

 


 
Not all of the dreams turn to real
Not all of the wishes become true

some remain as dreams and wishes
then vanish by time and be forgotten

some have become true and real
some are still in dreams and wishes

I shall keep dreaming and wishing
they are hope as power of survival
when bitterness of life comes by
when walk alone in the dark alley
let not emptiness haunts the soul
keep hoping for sweet nectar of life
 
 

 
You are the blowing wind
I can feel
but can’t grab you

I am your own shadow
You can see
but can’t hold me

we both are into deep emotional game
it might be a blessing for the feeling
yet logically and physically a curse
we are really in between
of sanity and insanity
either we enjoy it
or we suffer for it


trust is the first main foundation
between two people in a relationship
in order to create beauty of love formation
without trust, relationship goes nowhere

cooperation in tolerance, the second
without it, clashed happens day by day

two way communication, the third
without it, alienation happens like living single

sex romanticism activity, the fourth
without it, it would be like celibate living nuns

financial prosperity, the fifth
without it, no facilitation to be enjoyed

without basics mentioned above
sooner or later both shall fed up and give up
till time is up.. au revoir, adjö, adiós, arrivederci

agree or disagree?!
whatever!
😀
 
 


The blowing wind..
it doesn’t whisper anymore
 
it is time to realize
I could never grab the wind
 
The blowing wind..
it doesn’t whisper anymore
 
I could just enjoy the feeling
but could never grab the wind

 
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