Magical Lamps and Broken Hearts
Shattered Dreams and Wishes Fulfilled
The Last Hello and the First Goodbye
Where have I Lead all that’s near
What’s happened to all that’s Dear
Between the Two
Where do I fit in?
One comfortable and one not
Where is my Lamp?
The one meant for me
When do I get to make my wish?
They say I’ll know when 'She is the one'
I wish for a genie
For his offer of three
I’ll need only one
'Who is She'
7 comments:
the picture, is exquisite.
but the poem, my oh my, it takes one's breath away.
Love the pic, love the poem even more.. Brilliant stuff.
I'm with Sanchita.. Amazing poem.. And the picture is priceless!
Being unsure was inviting
Assurance killed it,
Came along fear
Of having and losing.
Fear lets nothing thrive.
The pain is comforting
You’re around.
Moments are no more
Monstrous.
Tar is changing to sand.
If you were hurt
It wasn’t me.
Was surely the ugly angst.
Let things be.
We will know what can.
What is lost
Is’nt richer than
What we have found.
Hope remains.
I can still hold your hand.
I was the Genie,
It was always me,
I thought i was Strong,
Right now I'm as Weak as Weak can be,
I'm stuck no more,
i feel free,
i now know,
it was never u,
and never me!
muah! love it..
u have found ur genie, and its you.
i loved this picture , i just keep wondering how it would look from an another angle. would it have been any more beautiful than this one? only you can answer that i guess :)
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