#Nojoto #nojoto_jaipur #Poetry #Love #Life
It was not me whom you hurt,
It was me who saw you got hurt,
Because what we send to others most of the times is what we feel,
we deserve the most,
I will no more try to know how to make you feel better...,
Because I am enough times wounded in that journey and tired of stitching them more and more...!!!
But the scratches I fInd in my heart, makes me confused every time...
That why I am feeling it again and again,
Like it has still something to teach me in the pain...!!!
Although I have accepted my core in rest,
Although I have understood myself ( may be )the best,
I still feel a stung every now or then...!!!
Although I have learned how to ignore the world,
Although I have learned how to move on,
Although I have learned how to stop complaining and start cherishing in pain,
Although I have accepted reality of every unseen,
By letting my heart to unlearn everything it had learned ever, as a sign,
Still there are some scratch marks somewhere in my heart,
That bleeds at times without any hurts...
But I am fine in all ways because it's me again,
With a body, mind, heart and soul in align...!!!
Someone reminded life is a rose garden... You will find some thorns around every Rose...
It's all about the memories that makes the play move on...
Either good memories of plucking the rose or the thorns pierced your finger the most... !!!
What you reminds over and over talks here and there....becomes significance of the truth for your mind and heart,
Which was never fully a truth in reality if you can see being little
Hurt is nothing more than play of your
heart , that it starts feeling when it wants to get a hug that will