What is tough, I ask myself. I am strong and and nothing is tough for me, says my faith in myself. But there are few things which are tough like hell...
The tough part is to understand
Why truth rips the soul and heart
And the pain feels fresh everytime
The tough part is the hope
To be loved the same way
When the source of that is long dead
The tough part is to love
And not being loved
And be empty of that precious love
The tough part is to see the relationship die
Still be stuck to that
As if locked and trapped
The tough part is to understand
Nothing lasts forever
But still living, pretending it does.
©Garima Mahajan
Why truth rips the soul and heart
And the pain feels fresh everytime
The tough part is the hope
To be loved the same way
When the source of that is long dead
The tough part is to love
And not being loved
And be empty of that precious love
The tough part is to see the relationship die
Still be stuck to that
As if locked and trapped
The tough part is to understand
Nothing lasts forever
But still living, pretending it does.
©Garima Mahajan
The tough part is to let it go,
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The tough part is to be yourself,
and..........
lot can be said through the silence.......
Nilakkhya: Well said..and my next post is on Silence only :)
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