With patience things get better.

IN the battles of fates, countless bonds have crumbled, leaving behind shattered hearts. love, once a beacon of hope, now dances in shards of shattered dreams. soul entwined, now torn apart, as destinies clash and tear love apart. promises whispered, vows made, now lost in the chaos, the memories fade. tears flow like rivers, hearts cries in pain, as love sweet melody turns to a mournful refrain. bonds have fallen apart, dreams have turned into dust. loves flame extinguished, leaving only shadows of trust. hearts once united, now lost in they abyss, forever mourning the love they will miss. oh wont someone lend on ear to these wounded hearts, and inquire about their yearnings of joys? oh who will pause to listen to the silent cries and untold tales of these poor souls? who will ask these broken hearts what is it they truly yearn for? what brings hem peace? these poor hearts, battered and bruised, carry the weight of unspoken desires. their silent places echo through the night, unheard...

AND when that one for me will finally come, when he holds my hands, with their rough palms and broken lines and ask me what i did while waiting for him. i will not hide my past; how i fed on leftover affection, while working as a carpenter, building homes to people i will never be part of.  i will not hide how i carried pounds of lies on my back, while hoping the structure i was building would host me at the end. i will not hide that i part-timed in falling floors down, while nailing roofs for the rooms of hearts i will never have a chance to touch the pillow at night.  i will not hide the broken bones i got, the scars from the rough touch of time, and burnt from the risks i took.  i will not hide my palms, their broken lines of hope; i will not hide myself. i will not leave it a secret that i loved some other people for him- because i know, he would love me the same; as he also did the same.                      ...

         i find myself okay to be left behind, to be the last person in the queue, to be someone who walks behind a crowd. many people have asked me why i am not keeping up with them, and i don't understand the idea for the past years until recently. i love walking through every corner of the street, i venture some unknown routes and sometimes i get lost but eventually find my way back and discover new perspectives. i love observing motions around, how the rain drops on the ground, how the sun sets and rises, how the moon reveal itself, how stars perfectly create constellations, how waves bush the shore,how wind brushes the trees,how birds hum, how every single, little, small thing create life around. i always enjoy watching how every single thing makes up the beauty without being afraid of leaving the crowd. i am not in a hurry, i am here but eventually get there. i am learning to be okay with the process. i take my time, i breathe often. i am learning how thi...