A Short Time Love

One day I met love in her form,

That can never truly be mine.

It came quietly into my life,

Touched my heart but did not stay.

This is a calm and simple love,

I fell for one who cannot walk with me.

I am not lost in sadness,

I do not hold it like a burden.

It is enough I held that love once,

like water resting in my palms.

If I ask for more and more,

The color of love changes slowly.

To love and not to keep, needs courage,

Though my heart feels pain.

I will not turn this love into a storm.

Sometimes we only keep memories but not people.

Life is not about owning every flower,

Sometimes we just enjoy its beauty and fragrance.

Even when the wind takes it away,

We’ve to smile and let it go.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.

What She Said…

She said "Never give up",

So I didn't, I fought, I stayed, I tried hard,

She didn't care and gave up on me.

She said "Everyone has bad days",

But when my days were bad,

She didn't care and my days became even more bad.

She said "Pick yourself up & keep going",

So I gathered all my broken pieces to her,

She didn't care and she kept going.

I will never give up on loving her,

Even when my days are realy bad,

With every broken part of me, I will keep going.

She has given me the sweetest memories,

With worst kind of pain, with her absence,

Yet I long for her, untill my days here end.

I will never be free of her,

Searching for her love in every direction,

Learning to survive on her distance and pain.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.

She Taught Me…

She taught me how to bleed without dying,

How to cry without tears.

How to scream without a sound,

And how invisible wounds will pain.

I learnt that having a good heart,

Can make you look like a fool.

And that not all good people,

Get what they pray for.

It was not only a heart break,

But my confidence also collapsed.

Disappointment struck suddenly,

But the wound felt deeper because it was her.

I am not confused about the direction of my life,

I am mature enough to reorganize my steps,

Wise enough not to fall into the same hole,

And strong enough to build a healthier life.

My broken heart is not a sign of weakness,

It's proof that I was brave enough to give it my all.

Out of the thousands I have seen,

I made her alone someone special.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

**Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.