I compete with the me

Running through the meadows & jumping on the hays...

I start with some beautiful moments of my childhood days...

From juvenile to adulthood, moments flow like a stream...

Sailing in the stream I craft my dreams...

Dreams are distant, the path is foggy...

In my journey of roses thorns make it ruggy...

I start my journey with the rising sun...

With small small dots in the empty horizon...

Connecting these dots I make my path...

I chase my dreams without knowing the aftermath...

Sometimes I win sometimes I lose...

But this journey gives me courage & the art to choose...

My dreams are limitless just like the sky...

Opening up my arms... I try to hug them with my eyes...

From the moment I am born to the moment I die....

Neither do I compete with the" You" nor with the "Thee"...

It's my journey of life...

where...I just compete with the "Me"...

Love & Pain

I don't know what's love.....

Or I don't know what's pain....

Is it the romance, described in those romantic books......

Or is it the sacrifice that they do for each other...

Is it the feeling that I get when I think about you...

Or is it the feeling when I realize that you are so far..

Is it the craziness of my heart, holding a burning desire to have a glimpse of you..

Or is it the distance that separates you & me from each other....

Is it the lines I fill up when I virtually talk about you to my diary...

Or is it the lines, I don't speak out ,that how much I miss you...

Yup, I absolutely know nothing about love...

And nothing about pain either...

Love may be the flow of bloods starting from my heart...

Following the path of veins...

The time when I feel the blood pumped has no essence of you......

The time when I feel that I don't have a heart, but a pumping machine...

That is the time when I feel the pain.....

"Me with you" is the love...

"Me without you" is the pain....