The Devil had his chance.

As poets before me have said, that love is something you can feel but never understand, what made me think I could ever can. Well I ended up writing poems about it. Each poem described my day with her and the ones filled with sorrow. Sorrow of not being able to understand why was something happening and not because she was not giving me enough time.

Well since I have told you the gist let me describe who “she” is.

She was an angel from heaven, with big eyes and a smile that made me happy. Her words, spoken from the mouth were as melodious as the songs of heaven and the ones she said from her eyes were like a dream.

She was the personification of what I would say is perfect. Perfect for she was only a novice in the hills of love and little did she knew about the hardships there were but I knew about them for I have been in those mountains travelling alone. Little did I knew she would say “YES”, to try to walk the ways which all have said are dangerous. Dangerous not because there is any grave danger, a danger to ones life but something far more deadly- “Attachment”. While I tried to pave my path in our heart she tried to put her comfort aside and held my hand as we both started to ride. For she was not a wife, a girlfriend or just a chick. She was a woman. A woman with a will and courage. Enough courage to allow me into her heart. For I was in the heavens when she accepted but little did knew about the storms yet to come.

So then came a storm which, I had never thought would be. Came into picture he whom I once said buddy. As she and I knew what was the truth it was him who said rumor should hold and I would destroy you. He said the things which were never true, for she never said to me that I love you. Not because she never did but she never had to tell. She was an angel who was bound to hell. As she cried my days were in pain, for I had thought all the love is in vain. Little did I knew that its the buddy who said aloud. I stopped trusting her for I though now the love was in a shroud. The distances began to widen us apart, now the travelers who started together are destinies apart. For I promised her I would never forget you or the love you gave as she was turning her head walking away. I waited and waited for that one last smile. But here I am trying my best to make this rhyme.

I do not know how much this makes sense to anyone because, LOVE is never made to make sense but now I understand why she used to say. Lets keep it low as the empires with the most potential have the most foe.

I guess the love is gone but the moments are cherished and I respect the promise I made, for she should always be in the skies as she is angel and had to say goodbye.

Come to IG for the poems I have written under her name cause that's how I still try to remember her while she is away. (KUCH_KHAWAB_HAI_MERE)