Poetry is but a play of words and so is love. Only in love the ones unspoken are also counted and more so..... !
Will you fullfill the unsaid. Hoping against hope.....
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Ah! The unsaid in love sometimes is just over-read & it hurts. It hurts when it never was but just imagined. But like u said... Hoping against hope is the irony of life!!
P.S. I have been reading u always; not even missing a single post. Just the state refrained me from dropping a word.
'Love' doesn't even expect it to be fulfilled...unsaid...let it be.. love just doesn't expect.. but then human beings always expect..does it mean human beings are capable of only conditional love.. if this happens..then..etc. etc. well RM.. you stimulate a lot of thinking through your posts.. keep it up
And one more thing.. I am humbled by your humility..
lovely...
Love is a dutiful fulling which is hard to weave in words..
and there are moments when we have to understand the unsaid..
@Richa : Over-read ..yes.... more often than not`..... but how can you stop the heart... the unsaid.. the beautiful ..never possible only imaginable .. that is the beauty of love
It's okay about commenting.. I just wanted you to read...
Take care :)
@ Ramesh sir: :) :) You are right sir... only I find it difficult not to hope being with the one forever.... when one talks about everything... except about being together forever... all the time having that dream beating against the walls of your heart.
Regards
@ Jyoti: Thanks Jyoti. There is a risk in understanding the unsaid though... that of misunderstanding and over understanding... just as Rich said..... but still we hope ... still we love... :) don't we
@RM: exactly in spite of all uncertainties.... there is a hope which keeps us going.
Lots unsaid here!
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