Moving away,
From the friendships that judge!
Getting over,
The relation devoid of trust!
Waking up,
From a deep slumber of fanciful assumptions!
Rising above,
The mere right-wrong attitude!
Leaving behind,
All the guilt & regrets to naivety & credulity!
Hugging along,
All who stood by!
Laughing out,
My misconception of ‘Forever’!
Walking towards,
‘You’ and budding into
a soulful being!
I Bloom J!
Aah..Sign of maturity; Still I wonder what is pure? The innocent past or mundane mature!
ReplyDeleteWell whatever .. may be the case.. the writing is good and thus you earned something :)
Thank you :)
ReplyDeleteEverything is pure .. depends upon our benchmark ;)