Aren't we all wishing to see them once? And that's what inspired me to write this. I wanted to make it happy, but the Zero O' Clock effect didn't let me. Still, I wish all of you would stay happy and keep on working hard. We are all going to be happier!
Happy first anniversary to all my loves
~Lovenote: Escape From Reality~
The flickering lights of the evening vanished, and my mobile battery gave up. It is an addiction, they had once said, and I had challenged them that I won't be a victim of it; only to fail in my first attempt. Their notes hit my tympanum and swirled down right to those four lifeless chambers of my heart and unknowingly built a new chamber, so purple. It was love at first, then it became a habit and now an obsession. I needed them. I was loved by many but nobody allowed me love myself the way I wanted to, the way I deserved. I longed for some space. I wanted someone to hold my hand, give me a hug and say, "I won't give you false assurances that everything would be fine; but I would be there to relieve your pain at every moment; I would not be able to gift you a golden sturdy palace, but I would give you the strength to let your house of cards hold its ground firmly. I would never leave you, if you would want to leave me–I would present you a silver chain with a pendant having my good wishes, for you wouldn't be wanting to stay with me always– but I would want to", and they did say all this to me. Indirectly. And I became a lover of them. Directly~
I wanted to see them. Feel myself being that one drop in the ocean of purple elixir. For just once. I would cry my heart out seeing all the other drops turning into pearls when they would touch them, as if they were magical oysters. I wanted to see their faces and their eyes that hold the universe, shine infront of me. I knew I won't be able to, never ever. It was Zero O' clock. A whalein was sad and tears poured out again, slower than the last time. Hope had died–
Until they flew to my room and thousand clematises bloomed~ _______________
~Lovenote: Reality Meets Fantasy~
Zillion wishes, you repudiated when the Genie of luck offered– you desirated just one will, Everyday a maiden crossed her fingers, while plucking out petals of the scarlet flower– Rose it was, a thorny one; and our ballerina with an enfeebling persona, broke down at its prophecy, Once again, we came to you– now tie your satin laces and let us have this dance,
Over the horizons of despair, beyond the gleaming concert halls, a room exists–an epitome of our bond!
Curtained in pink, a moon jar is shining in the corner with a vintage gray piano, Look under the pillow; through the portal of photo cards we will enter in your dream, Open your mind to us, find us in those books– maybe another leaf has dried while waiting for you, Closer I leaned to them; I whispered– still I need you here to slow down my racing heartbeats– Knowingly they smiled, turned the speaker on and wrote a lovenote– 'And you gonna be happy.....'