Yeah, seems like an era I met myself. It could have possibly to do with my unpaid occupation of an extravagant thinking, with no annual appraisals in place. Guess its one of those times, when either you have nothing temptuous to disclose, or there is so much that if it were 'food' for thought, it could resemble a vegetable platter, served steaming hot!
So here I am with more of my old new stuff. I've been busy figuring out a way to your eternal 'what next' puzzle. It cajoles me for an overhauling of this thing - ummm - yeah, life. Life that was bumping through several frictional rides for utter lack of 'emotional greasing', and looked a bit rusted here and there. An enchanting everyday mind-jog on a winding green road is making my heart thump, with renewed vigor and vibrancy, with desire of not wanting to stop. Am I not sure what's so substantially worthy, lusty that is making it look different, and exciting at this moment, or maybe I don't want to share? Whatever happened to an internally placid me? I rush, I sing, I smile, I joke, I stare, I fancy, I see whats not. Probably all strong indicators that I am behaving pretty dumb. I am scared. Scared of how I am feeling. And trying not to let it getaway to forefronts of my so freely-spilled 'verbal endeavors'. Is there something I am wanting to look-forward-to? I know the answer. I refuse to accept it. What if it leads someone to receive it at back-foot? No, I don't want to get sucked into that whirlwind again. Maybe, its a safe idea to be a little dishonest. You want to know if dishonesty with self works? I guess not. Yet, I do believe even if we have all been through 'oh-you-don't-know-how-terrible-it-was' in life before, either for our own presumptions or for someone's lack of judgment, we would never get out of that paranoia, if we don't give ourselves yet another chance, yet one more time, with honesty and belief. Not just in yourself but in person across the vision in your eyes. No two people from two opposite ends could meet if they don't walk 'towards' each other. If one moves for belief and other stands still for fear, it looks a tedious journey for one and a taxing, uncertain wait for latter.
While you are still spinning a yarn, can you color it through test conditions and conclude how would it behave? Most likely, not. However, if you focus on its 'in-the-making' process, and what goes into it, there are bright chances of you being content with results. Isn't that how you develop a bond that withstands the rough weather? You need to believe in me, my words, my expressions, intentions, and my subtle clues dropped all over. Let yourself free and it surely leads you to what you unconsciously keep telling yourself to happen. Doubt - and it vanishes into thin air.
Make me believe in you. Assure me. Express to me. Tell me its happening. Negate ambiguity. Every move you make to me gives me courage to take one towards you. Its as if I walk hands-free on the so-slippery edge of an irresistible ardor. All it would take, is a soft push to dive deep and emerge on that opposite shore. Where you are.
Its all possible. To have someone besides, and never know what its all about
To be oceans apart; feel it and never doubt
To stop for fear; to fail and try again
To live in a moment; or die counting your loss and gain
To say yet never love; to love and never say
Only what you desire comes to you. It all finds a way....
So here I am with more of my old new stuff. I've been busy figuring out a way to your eternal 'what next' puzzle. It cajoles me for an overhauling of this thing - ummm - yeah, life. Life that was bumping through several frictional rides for utter lack of 'emotional greasing', and looked a bit rusted here and there. An enchanting everyday mind-jog on a winding green road is making my heart thump, with renewed vigor and vibrancy, with desire of not wanting to stop. Am I not sure what's so substantially worthy, lusty that is making it look different, and exciting at this moment, or maybe I don't want to share? Whatever happened to an internally placid me? I rush, I sing, I smile, I joke, I stare, I fancy, I see whats not. Probably all strong indicators that I am behaving pretty dumb. I am scared. Scared of how I am feeling. And trying not to let it getaway to forefronts of my so freely-spilled 'verbal endeavors'. Is there something I am wanting to look-forward-to? I know the answer. I refuse to accept it. What if it leads someone to receive it at back-foot? No, I don't want to get sucked into that whirlwind again. Maybe, its a safe idea to be a little dishonest. You want to know if dishonesty with self works? I guess not. Yet, I do believe even if we have all been through 'oh-you-don't-know-how-terrible-it-was' in life before, either for our own presumptions or for someone's lack of judgment, we would never get out of that paranoia, if we don't give ourselves yet another chance, yet one more time, with honesty and belief. Not just in yourself but in person across the vision in your eyes. No two people from two opposite ends could meet if they don't walk 'towards' each other. If one moves for belief and other stands still for fear, it looks a tedious journey for one and a taxing, uncertain wait for latter.
While you are still spinning a yarn, can you color it through test conditions and conclude how would it behave? Most likely, not. However, if you focus on its 'in-the-making' process, and what goes into it, there are bright chances of you being content with results. Isn't that how you develop a bond that withstands the rough weather? You need to believe in me, my words, my expressions, intentions, and my subtle clues dropped all over. Let yourself free and it surely leads you to what you unconsciously keep telling yourself to happen. Doubt - and it vanishes into thin air.
Make me believe in you. Assure me. Express to me. Tell me its happening. Negate ambiguity. Every move you make to me gives me courage to take one towards you. Its as if I walk hands-free on the so-slippery edge of an irresistible ardor. All it would take, is a soft push to dive deep and emerge on that opposite shore. Where you are.
Its all possible. To have someone besides, and never know what its all about
To be oceans apart; feel it and never doubt
To stop for fear; to fail and try again
To live in a moment; or die counting your loss and gain
To say yet never love; to love and never say
Only what you desire comes to you. It all finds a way....
