I give up trying to understand why my heart so cries?
The expectation of time
The joy of being
Why does my heart yearn so?
The mind sieved between
Thoughts that dominate
And tasks mundane
Seeks solace
In you
But it knows boundaries
And yet mourns over the other side!
To seek, to be sought
To give, to be given
To lose…To hold
To cry…To laugh
To play…To become
Why is it that I am torn?
At every step, there is expectation
Of newer moments to come
I tell myself, expect nothing o mind!
And even before the minute passes
Caresses the thought, so Now!
Thoughts once emptied
Return to taunt
Is it right to cry and belittle the NOW
Or heart, take things as they come? I give up trying to understand!
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