Letter to my daughters

Dear li'l Ones,
This is mama here, with eyes unable to latch in the tears of missing the two of you, wishing she was with you guys snoring in that li'l world of ours- holding your tiny fingers; regretting her decision of leaving you all to pursue her dreams of no horizon.
Everyday is a new ordeal for me as I fight hard with my heart not to miss you, my angels. I try myraids of ways to shield my weeping heart from pain. I open my laptop, get locked in conversation who have touched me in their different ways but this talks never soothes the part in my heart where I've made a cozy home for the two of you.
As I sit here typing this, I know two of you are fast asleep unaware of this heart beating in pain, imagining herself beside the two of you, your tiny fingers clasping my fingers tightly. I see the two of you, smiling,playing new tricks you have learnt in my absence, I smile too but as soon as your image fades from the click of a button, I cry thousand galloons of tears remembering each move you made.
'Children are selfish,'one of my friend told me,'they forget you as soon as you are gone from their sight.' But I know somewhere in the dead of the night, in your tiny eyes you hold the dreams of me dancing with you. I know as you put any morsel of food in your mouth, you miss the love in the hands that fed you. In the darkest hour of the night, you miss the warm hands that pressed on your cheek to feel the beauty of our relationship.
Even when away from the two of you I never forget to thank God for giving me the chance to mother the two of you. I feel blessed that I've two of you to hold my hands during my old age but I am sorry dear that right now I am not there to hold your tiny hands. Each moment feels like an eternity of endless eternity and I cry, sighing n sobbing missing you and hating the moment I decided to leave the two of you.
Parents are selfish sometimes but my dear li'l ones you must understand its for the two of you I took this decision but now I am getting the feeling that I must have been insane to think of future when I am missing the best of our present.
Whatever it is, mama misses both of you a lot, I love you my Angels.

Mama.

Hallucination

People who talk of love and the truth of its existence are great liars, there is nothing such as holding on one person for ages. If there is anybody believing in such crap,either the person has to be seriously insane or the winner of the stupid-est whacko.
Dreams are built by ignorant beings who are easily lured by the never meant to be true promises of love. What untimately stands true is the lies walking on the crutches called love. A limping lie can easily walk with the support of the crutches called love. Fools dream and smart people show them these dreams. When the dreams shatter, fools cry and the smart just walk out to the next fool for showing some more dreams.
Love is mere hallucination of eyes weary in life, searching for reason to be made more miserable. Love does exist-in its true form in the heart of fools and in the tongue of the wise. Words can easily become the weapon of the wise to show the invisible path of love which the fool blindly follow like the people who claim to see the naked emperor clothed.
There exists no love unless it dwells in the heart of some poor fool.

Conversation of the seen and unseen!

When we parted in past; you were scared
of things unseen
You said you lost to your own heart, no one to correct you.

Having to make it better;
Living in thoughts was what you did
But I never stepped back once my heart was offered.
I lived in the dreams of reality, lucky me
while you ran away from dreams.

I had no chains to bind you,and still don't have

You say you loved me all this time
 But when I look back in time, out of us
I feel I loved the best.

I knew I had to hold onto you and I did
When you wanted me to free you, I freed you
When you came back I accepted you
as if  I always waited for your return.

And when storms gathered in my ship, I tarried with your thoughts
but a l'il bit of wind
You fear the storm is rolling; you want to escape
when ur ship sinks somewhere again you might seek me
and there you'll find me smiling with all my love
 ever ready to shower you with it
so tell me who loved the best?

There is nothing called best or worst in love,maybe
For you love meant endurance
 but definitely there is weak and strong
You said, may be I was weak but
you did not lose from loving me

But you wavered at the slighest hint of storm
While I withstood tthe deepest of storm
In the tempest, umbrella doesn't work dear
you need to steer clear your way out from the storm

 Though in thougths you were faithful to me
 thoughts are mere hallucination
 gone in a flicker of eyelids.

You never told me to hold on
You never told me of your return
You never gave me any reins of hope
You snapped off all ties with reality when u left
and I a wanderer, got lost in the vast desert of love.

Life was a wind blowing me away from you

I have become senseless since we met again
I never cared for anything
save your love.
This is not wise I know
But I've never wanted to be wise.