Monday, November 3, 2014
The bliss of ignorance
With her eyes closed, she withered in my embrace.
“You are my life” she said, with a smile on her face.
I wasn’t listening to anything that she said,
because I loved the beauty of silence instead.
She wandered the world, and I just wondered.
“What if she got emotionally injured?”
I wasn’t ready to lose her neither was she,
because we were our prisoners eternally.
“Where did you go? Why are you not speaking?”
she asked me with a pure concern.
I didn’t know it was my turn,
because I was busy counting my blessings.