Incomplete Stories...

My heart was broken, shattered and in pain
she came to heal it, wanting nothing to gain
when I had a doubt, a problem that would bother
she always lended a ear, and my thoughts would gather

I see it in her eyes, the way she looks at me

waiting to unlock my heart, she awaits with a key

I wish I could fulfill all the wishes she holds

but I can only pray to the heaven, to the gods

What is it that makes her special I wonder
her beauty, her innocence, her smile I ponder
Like a fresh breeze that brushes the face
she has her own charms, carries them with grace

I have no strength to fight, for love if it is so

want to hold life's hand, travel where it wants me to go

I know I cant have her, sometimes I wish I could

she knows it too, together we would have been good.

But try as we might to take some bold actions
Life will make us walk in different directions
owing to certain norms that have been put in place
they interfere in what could have been, nothing but solace

Its hard to describe what feelings exists inside

when hands are held and when we walk beside

But love has to surrender to love of a different kind

perhaps we meet in next life, or where our hearts bind

Life has been a puzzle, one which I could never solve
only good thing which happens, is that I evolve.
To the future that awaits, I say bring it on
the present is all I care about, the past is long gone.

People will come and leave, but life goes on

never looking back, we walk to a new dawn

The heart will cherish the moments, memories will be heard

Incomplete stories... like these... will forever be remembered.