Submit Articles A Collection of Informative and Interesting Articles  

My Love Story

BY: Ashok Kumar | Category: Writing | Submitted: 2011-11-25 05:18:54
       Author Photo
Article Summary: "Love exaggerates happiness and sorrow.. An exaggeration is considered to be a kind of a lie. A lie becomes beautiful, only in love..."

Share with Facebook Share with Linkedin Share with Twitter Share with Pinterest Email this article


It all started in the middle of nowhere in life
NO WHERE, I have to say...
Because till that moment of Love
I never existed, except in records...
She came somewhere from a highest summit
In the heaven, I could imagine
Life just started without any notice
Yeah, Angels have powers to make changes
As I would say so!
My only friend Darkness who used to be with me
Filling my mind and my world black during nights,
Got brighter and said SHE is the one..!
A New world appeared before me
Friends were fragrant flowers and chirping birds
Enemies were her distance and her silence
Of mornings filled with whistling breeze
And Evening full of music and harmony
I explored a new world in dreams and reality

My search was LOVE and it gave answers for everything in existence
But I couldn't find what's all is in Love
Love indeed is everything...

Everything was fine, until

One day when I got up, it was dark again
Well, I mean the day, dark day it was...

There was this word "Ecstasy" taken out
From my dictionary of love and life
So were the words peace, happiness and so on
All such positive words and energy left me...

Then I found, SHE HAS LEFT
Left me more than leaving in a lurch,
I was mute and so was the world around me
Silent... But that didn't guarantee peace

Shattered dreams, I could see thorns more than roses
Nights were long and dark again
And the future was dark
Darkness is death...
More than death is the fear of losing love
Death could be seen a dozen times
This is worse than the death itself

Truth is love never fails,
It's just a wrong perception, when we fail...

Then there is hope
As they say, Hope is a great thing
Hope keeps you occupied

I could only hope

Of being resurrected, of seeing her again
Of rainbows, butterflies, or even flowers with wings
Of being loved, born again to be with her

I just hoped...

Hoped for a dawn to break my darkness...
To stop the tears that filled my eyes but doesn't come out

I hoped all my life, living in her thoughts, of a day,
Looking deep into her eyes again
Holding her hands...

Hope and Love made me live...

But for a moment if I think I cant make it...
I wouldn't make it...


Dread not DEAD!

About Author / Additional Info:

Comments on this article: (0 comments so far)

Comment Comment By Comment Date

Leave a Comment   |   Article Views: 4067

Additional Articles:
•   Common Side Effects of Taking Melatonin

•   Tips to Install Your Home Theater System Like a Pro

•   Anti-corruption Leader Anna Hazare Cannot Yet Be Compared to Gandhi

•   Essential Steps to Consider While Starting a Home Business

Latest Articles in "Writing" category:


•   On Surviving the Momentum of Change

•   My Campus, My Life

•   Positive Personal Attributes for Successful Person

•   Beyond the Utmost Bound

•   Poem: Colours

Important Disclaimer: All articles on this website are for general information only and is not a professional or experts advice. We do not own any responsibility for correctness or authenticity of the information presented in this article, or any loss or injury resulting from it. We do not endorse these articles, we are neither affiliated with the authors of these articles nor responsible for their content. Please see our disclaimer section for complete terms.
Page copy protected against web site content infringement by Copyscape
Copyright © 2010 - Do not copy articles from this website.
| Home | Disclaimer | Xhtml |