A note of remembrance…

A note of remembrance, on realizing what I had been missing the 
most.. once more you took over all the other thoughts.. once more 
i realized how lucky i was.. coz this time i missed you a little 
more than i could ever think of..

                                                                                                              08/02/2015

I miss you so much coconut!

I miss the feeling of being understood without even having to say a word..

Come to me, sing that comforting song with those soothing beats,

I am all here by myself, everything without you seems so lonely..

Come again, rescue me from these tortures that are making me insane,

Save me from falling prey to their big conspired game,

They are all witches, that don’t miss a single chance to suck every drop of my blood,

They like it that way, when their bitching and back biting makes me feel short of breath.

What do I do? Where do I go?

Is there an escape route, when you dwell among the characters none less than the vamps of the daily soaps?

You are not here with me, How should I move on?

Show me a way to get rid of these negative vibes all around,

Come and save me before i hit myself hard on the ground..

I have started to feel weak, I need you to hold my feet.

No, no, I don’t want to stoop low to their extent,

No I don’t want to lose my self-respect,

I miss your magical words that could take me out of the deepest dungeons in life,

I miss your caressing arms, enrolled in which, I used to forget all the troubles for a while,

More than everything, I miss the feeling of being my true self in this world,

Coz this, i know, that you knew the exact importance of being heard.

I miss u so much coconut, Come back and take me away from this living hell,

I want to lean on your shoulders and give some rest to my bugged up head,

I want to fly to an unknown place with you, and forget everything else,

I want to restart my life but I am not able to search a restart button for that,

Come once again, n lets fly to a Neverland, from where we never have to come back!

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Author: K. Dhingra

I am a journalist and writer. Introvert by nature; extrovert in adventures. Fond of playing with words and framing them into meaningful excerpts. A nature fanatic and a believer in feminism. The inexplicable power of prayers and faith, is what gets me going. I live, to witness my "miracle in life." HOPE is my favorite word in all the dictionaries available under the sun! would love to touch as many lives through my writings, as i can, in this short-run. To all the visitors- Thanks for sparing time, and going through my profile. keep smiling. spread more love.. © KRITI DHINGRA and SLICE OF LIFE, 2017. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this blog’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to KRITI DHINGRA and SLICE OF LIFE 2017 with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.

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