Art of Living...

Why is it hard to know?

What your heart is trying to show.

Helpless you get,

Useless to fret…

May be it was light years ago,

When things I did made sense to me

So many things I have lost, so many I have let go

That there loss is just a glitch in my heart.

People I met through this walk of my life

The one’s I shared joy and sorrow

Don’t know what I called them then

Today just beautiful strangers

People who made you laugh and cry

Every word was analyzed

Every action made some sense

Every harsh word got you paralyzed

Banished memories, the only belonging

Running behind a silhouette

Nothing real seem to exist

They say time heals….

You connect to things again

With every passing day

You move on, you start everything once more

And in your heart’s of heart

You pray, you wish

The strength to endure

Weren’t we taught not to give in?

May be this is what is called “Art of living”