Atelo

He stares at her every time she looks away. She doesn’t notice (That’s what he thinks). He doesn’t express it in words but the passion and love in his eyes is like the colour red. When she touches him, that’s the colour that leaves the traces all over him. The colour of both their pulses.  

In a cage yet free, she flew to places she had never been.   She visited beaches and mountains, quenched her thirst from the musical fountains. She flew high and low, with nothing in her mind but just the freedom, which was now! She sang for you, woke everyone up for the sun. Her songs, meant something if only I could understand what she meant.   One morning, I woke up to her songs. I went to my window to hear her closely, I didn’t hear her this time, I listened carefully.   In a hypnotic trance, I traveled with the places I had never been, I followed her voice, It lead me to the most serene beaches, I climbed up mountains, I cupped my hands and took a draft of the cool water of the river that ran through the forest.   The bird flew low and dipped her feathers in the cool water. She flocked her feathers near my cheeks to cool me down.   The water droplets got me out of the trance, I opened the cage and let her out.   ...

You get tired of working things out, you get tired of giving chances.   Exhaustion over love . How will this work ? Holding on to people too tightly will smother your relationships, Letting go will damage your soul.   Fatal love over Taming your love . How will this work ? You love someone intensely, the love diminishes as time goes by. Isn’t it worth to rewind, fight and stay? Letting go over   Reminiscing . How will this work ? You want to give up instead of holding on, the pain is immense but may be temporary.   Impatience over understanding . How will this work ? A calm conversation, a bit more of understanding, lesser expectations, few more smiles, lots of love and more of hugs...That’s how it works...