Its very true ,the realisation takes time provided one is worth of it.Higher the expectation, on the way magnets many virtue and vice tough higher the chances of demise..
The importance of the presence is like the hidden eclair of happiness,live it drown in it..But dont forget, it had to go. Dare wish to see whats gone as the memories turns into ruthless knife.it stabs deep but wont let death win, its victory is the essence of thrilling pain.. Lifeless are the thoughts which makes you feel what could have been done to not let whats gone..
The loss of the faith on fate is the overestimation of abstract expectation.
Some leave with choice, some leave with excuses
Some name it as fate, Some are afraid of the boundaries & electric gate..
Dont blame on whats Gone,
Its the circumference making dreadful fun...
How will the helpless heart digest!
What would the blank mind suggest!
Here its pain, Here its broken
Burns in heart, drought in throat
The invisible holes made are hard to fill,
left alone with crushed glasses to deal
As the time spend was so pure..
As the pain leaves no trace to find n cure..
Quite long it will take to realise,
to accept the truth of life,
its was yours for sometime but now its gone..
Dare not to see whats gone..
Still the urge stays to wish & face
to see whats Gone.
