Committed to life

I love to love
and so much so
letting go
drives me insane
I love to feel
so much so
nonchalance
terms me inane
I love to hold
so much no
nothingness
makes me feel obsolete

I love to live and
live to love
and
yet no love
is love enough
to feel
To feel no love
is love enough
to steal no moment is
ever complete enough
to writhe
though there is life
to die a thousand deaths
there needs to be a thousand lives..

For life is made
from
a lot of moments
and
life for me
has just turned true
looking upto you
Standing there, smiling
in the stillness
trapped
in the frozen dew
Standing out
far away from
any queue
Looking within
I only see you
I know you don't
feel this way
I hope
for
you though
to say
and, not be this way
It doesn't deter me
I still breathe
waking up in the same old corner
everyday

I love to steal
and so much so
I stole
my happiness from you,
oh life ..
You made my view,
neat, pretty, dear and new
I wouldn't close
my eyes to the world
if I hadn't
lived so much
in those moments
seemingly few

I love to dream
and all my dreams
I would live
to see
them through,
my wishes for you
To kiss dissipation away
and
to find
no one else like you
I love to see
if this way
it'd still be,
the same
if I would be there
and
not here, without you

I, narrating my ways
and you the center
of my transfixed gaze
I'd love to wish
How I wish, if wishing could
bring some wishes true
I would wish
you for myself
and
a lifetime
for us true

I'd love to die
if it shows me
the impact death
has over life
martyr bringing out love
from
forlorn corners of
watery eyes

I'd walk through clouds
and
I drown deep

into the vast blue
I know yet
no search

would bring me
closer
to what I already knew
The essence of loving
and living

continues even

as we fail to
With what I've got
and
waking up

to everything untrue

I do what brings
insanity victorious
over pain, I owe this
to my originator and
masters of the game

I love to smile
so much so that
it radiates on all faces
just seemingly alive
I love to hide
to see what life is without
pain
only to know
pain, more than happiness
pushes me to fight

I love to scream
so much so

that it'd be heard
worldwide
and

yet not make sense
Deaf ears listen

to the voice inside

I dont think

reasons bring out meaning
if they do

then it is no life
Understanding
of subconscious

spreads my belief wide

I made a list of things

I would want to do
things to say

and

the love to sing

that'd take me through

Love, though is not

from where it begins
love is not, not where it does start
love is love,

best described when
everything seems beautiful from the heart