Forever yours

Walking down Red rose street,
Dwelling on past memories of you and me.
Watching the present couples do what we did,
As I wish you were still here beside me.

Looking at them feel sadness and anger,
I remember the day I had hit you out of anger,
But you held me close and told me you loved me dearly.
Oh how I wish I could turn back time and soak myself in your love again.
The times I cried my sorrows away resting on your shoulder, comforted in your arms.
There could be nothing else that could make me feel the way you made me feel.
Pain and frustration took its' part in our love life many times,
As much as I hated arguing, I loved it with you; my dear.

I loved the way we teased, and giggled.
Laughing out loud down the corridors and the road of red rose street.
Running around like little children,
Who couldn't care less about what the world thought about our love.

Walking down red rose street,
Pondering upon the imaginations of our very first kiss,
Time coming to a halt, my heart skipping a beat,
Our breath whispering our romance to nature who playes our music,
O' the blushed up cheeks you had the first time I planted a kiss on them.
The sweet adoring deep eyes pulling me.
And as our eyes meet,
they speak of what our lips cannot say but what our hearts feel.

The cheeky and mysterious smile and questioning expressions
on your face as we stood outside the jewelry store where men bought their engagement rings for their brides to be,
Us; knowing that day would come some day.
Planning the day as it was near;
Never came.

You promised me you'd love me till the day you leave life on earth.
That day came.
The day where the colours of rainbows turned black and white,
Images seemed so dull to the eyes that it felt as if the excitement to life had faded.
Though I wished it hadn't, I had no choice but to face that fearful but true fact.
With tears in my eyes, I whispered in a loud cry,
"You'd always be mine,my love.. as I am forever yours."

Now, when I stand on the balcony of where we once called our dream home,
and now; my home.
I hear your voice that softens my broken and harden heart,
the calming and full of love voice that even my soul desires to hear.

I miss the sight of you.
I miss the simple touch of your hand.
I miss the times you twirled my hair pampering me,
I miss everything about you.

Life seems so hard without you around...
I sigh at our picture on the wall watching the sunset.

O' my love..
Now you're in heaven,
Looking down on me.
Do not cry, my baby...
do not shed a tear....
For in time, I will join with thee there.

I love you wherever you are, until the end, hear my cry. My beloved.

Is it never enough to settle with just enough.. or do we always need and want more than we are given..

Question to a first thought...

• Have we ever stopped to think about the people who have no food to eat and no water to drink when we are sitting at the restaurants taking our own sweet time deciding on what to order?
• Have we ever stopped to think about the children at the orphanage who have no parents or family members when we slam the doors on our parents and complain about them?
• Have we ever stopped to think about the people who die in car crashes not because they were speeding their life away but because we tend to drive over the speed limit enjoying a short trilling ride?
• Have we ever stopped complaining about the clothes we have at home when other have none but mere rags?
  
• Have we ever stopped to think about how thankful we should be to be given a chance to wake up each day to live life to the fullest and in the right manner?
  
• Have you ever stopped a moment be it a second to just think about how we are blessed in our lives… a family, a glass of water, a bowl of rice, meat we don’t have to catch ourselves… a musical instrument at home when others…?

People out there don’t have even a grain of wheat to survive on… or a drop of water to quench their undying thirst… meat they get after a whole days' chase… music they hear are the voices of nature which we cover with our idea of music not appreciating the gift of God to us..
Things we have taken for granted, they are suffering in search of it… in need of it.

So what if we don’t have a car to drive in, when our work place or study area is just a train-stop away… So what if we have to fast a meal a day just to have a tiny inch of how they feel and giving our share to them..

The point of it all is…
The things we have right now… are they not enough? That is all I would like to ask... Are they not enough...? Is it just for now? Or It'll forever be lacking of something.. because if that is the case, we'd always be fighting in a good way for a good cause; yes. But we'd never feel satisfied and contented.. and to never feel that..?! It'd be terrible... really it would.
It is not wrong to work hard to have a better life…but the thing is..

It may be human nature that prefer luxury and the indulgences in the pampering of ourselves.. but we as humans have a heart, mind, soul, body, don't we?… and things that we are capable of beyond all other creatures… can we not learn to be satisfied and to remember how blessed we are? Even a lil puppy would know the difference of Sleeping on a soft pillow and a box at the side of the road…
What more we as man and people of the earth?
Think about what you have at this point in time..
It is not wrong to work hard to have a better life…but the thing is.. With this state in your life.. Are we happy with just enough?