let me reach out
and touch upon a word…
a word that lets you share
that which i feel
But fails to tell
how it scars the soul
why should you not know how it feels?
bitter tears shared have a sweetness all of their own…
and however Love may be praised
it too grows jealous
of not being felt the same by all.
A Selection of the background score to the movie “Azaghi” by Ilayaraja
2012
is love the enjoyment of the moment hoping that it never ends?
it is the yearning for a moment that will never come…
is love saying i love you and meaning it?
it is saying i love you silently, masking its meaning from fear of any one soul hearing it…
is love knowing you should say i love you more often?
it is not being able to say it at all…
is love remembering the sweet times spent together?
it is living in the minute moments that takes a bit of you each time.
is love feeling hatred at only the moment of anger?
it is living in hatred of not being loved…
is love leaving your loved one, loved?
it is leaving without ever telling them they are loved…
is love being beside your lover at all times?
it is the pain of staying alongside and yet so far away from realization…
is love for giving up for the sake of peace?
it is giving up love for everyone’s sake but yours…
is love wanting to touch and wanting to be touched?
it is when the touch of breath upon words is enough…
is love wanting to be together always?
it is hoping to be together but knowing it is never…
sweet and then bitter
bitter and then sweet
each compete for
a quizzical im-in-balance
for a flavourful Life
not yet complete.
let me reach out
and touch upon a word…
a word that lets you share
that which i feel
and fail to tell
how it scars the soul
every shudder trembles
as that memorable wound is touched upon
once more….
why should you not know how it feels?
to hear the morning dew whisper
to feel the pulse of loving words
to see the heavenly sound of melodies
bitter tears shared have a sweetness of their own…
and however love may be praised it too grows jealous
of not being felt the same by all.
A Selection of the background score to the movie “Azaghi” by Ilayaraja
So many experiences in life have been bittersweet, at a young age I could not fathom why anyone could find sweetness in bitterness…but I think it is that ability to see even that sad, dulled, faltering sweetness in the bitterness of life that allows us to heal and move on…
bittersweet
a fitful
taste
an ever changing face
ever at a stop and start evolving pace
a back and forth of past and present
of regret and attempts at renewal
of new salt on old wounds
of fear forgot and fear anew
sweetly bitter truths
that sting and soothe
and scar no less.
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