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Exotic Library

Sometimes this absurd thought comes in my mind that our brain is just like a big library, where every book carries the frozen moments of our life. Those moments which can make us smile in dark room, which can make us feel alone in shouting crowd, which can give us reasons to live, which can give us reasons to cry. The sad thing is that there are very few people who find a way to our paradoxical and exotic library to read our books, to share our moments, most precious moments.

 

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And again me and this silent night

Dark and deaf as nothing is right

Bulbs of optimism are might be fused

As I am feeling drained and refused

Words with question marks haunt my nights

And meaningless answers disturb my days

Life is much more than a smiling face

I wish my heart could cope with this life’s pace

Faces I have left behind still stares towards me

As I have taken something from them which doesn’t belong to me

 

After a long time me and this night with sparkling stars were together. I was looking towards them as I am seeing them first time in my life.  Actually I was confused from inside that why they are not looking as they used to look. Their shine on dark night was not attracting me as it used to do. Everything was so quite that I could easily hear my silent screams. But I was trying to be deaf like that deaf night which don’t wanna say anything and don’t wanna hear anything. I was going through strange experience, it was like if you see your favorite photograph after a long time and it looks to you very ordinary & meaningless.  But that deaf night has taught me one lesson and it is that sometime we read stories from empty books, sometime we love the lyrics of an instrumental song, sometime we write poetry on the pages of air, sometime we lives moments which don’t have any existence. I think it’s all about how we perceive the silence of life.

I still remember that walk which we have never done

I still remember that movie which we haven’t seen

I still remember that colorful night which we have never enjoyed

I still remember that time which has never come

I still believe on those moments which have no existence

Don’t know why?

Don’t know why?

A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end it was never meant to be your and you just have to let go . . .  If I am pressed to say why I loved her, I feel it can only be explained by replying: “Because it was she; because it was me.” I have walked a thousand miles barefoot, but I can still not forget the first splinter that injured me. Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow, we must fail in order to know, Sometimes our vision clears only after our eyes are washed away with tears. Often we stand at life’s crossroads and view what we think is the end….but God has much bigger vision and He tells us.. Relax my child, its only a BEND

Spare a little candle
Save some light for me
Figures up ahead
Moving in the trees
White skin in linen
Perfume on my wrist
And the full moon that hangs over
These dreams in the mist
Darkness on the edge
Shadows where I stand
I search for the time
On a watch with no hands
I want to see you clearly
Come closer than this
But all I remember
Are the dreams in the mist
These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when its cold outside
Every moment Im awake the further Im away

Is it cloak n dagger
Could it be spring or fall
I walk without a cut
Through a stained glass wall
Weaker in my eyesight
The candle in my grip
And words that have no form
Are falling from my lips

These dreams go on when I close my eyes
Every second of the night I live another life
These dreams that sleep when its cold outside
Every moment Im awake the further Im away

Theres something out there
I cant resist
I need to hide away from the pain
Theres something out there
I cant resist
The sweetest song is silence
That Ive ever heard
Funny how your feet
In dreams never touch the earth
In a wood full of princesses
Freedom is a kiss
But the princes hides her face
From dreams in the mist

(Lyrics from an old 70’s song)

You alone exist; I do not, O Beloved!
You alone exist, I do not!
Like the shadow of a house in ruins,
I revolve in my own mind.
If I speak, you speak with me:
If I am silent, you are in my mind.
If I sleep, you sleep with me:
If I walk, you are along my path.
Oh Bulleh, the spouse has come to my house:
My life is a sacrifice unto Him.
You alone exist; I do not, O Beloved!