A Vagabond & A Beauty

He was a vagabond, a wanderer at heart,

She was beautiful and in chains.

He was strong … She was insecure.

As they stray away with no love in sight…

She breaks her chains and he holds her hand…

They pass through mountains and swim over oceans,

Holding a straw in their hands …

A habit which slowly changes into love but time keeps them apart.

Destiny tries them over and over again…

They build an anchor and spread their wings…

Birds come and make their nest straw by straw.

He proves his love every day and confines himself…

She looks for shelter on shaky grounds.

Her asking eyes ask the same question everyday…

He stops them each time in every way…

If only she would trust him…

If only he could take her along…

He stands up and grows …

As he knows sky is the limit…

She prays and holds her nest with both her hands…

Time passes and love gets entangled in the cobwebs of life…

He still stands and she still prays…

Many a decades later…

He is still a vagabond… She is still insecure…

Now both are chained…

Should I say in Love…!!!

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the ‘us’ has rained… on the us…

By 
Jeasbe Gurjeet Singh

●•٠HE:

as each drop that fell from the sky, when it rained

i saved them all…

some on my cheeks, some forehead

and some on the loose ends of ‘your strands that clung on’ to me….

~the lonely one that kissed in submission, my lower lip;

I inhaled it inside me and it became a part of me

so much like me, so much like you…

!! ~the ‘us’ has rained on the US !!~

– Just My Unwritten Words –

 In Reply to :

♥~she:

Tender words we spoke to one another

are sealed in the secret vaults of heaven.

One day like rain,…they will fall to earth

and grow green all over the world.

~(Rumi)

Simply Inspired by this awesome Pic of Neena Singh clicked by Jessica Singh

 

 

This post first appeared on ‘Voice From Another Planet’.