Those lines..

Eager to finish 

every other task

before I could sit 

in that corner..

A corner, the world 

brought together 

at a single place..

Searching those pages

to get some meaning

as if my being hung

on it so much..

I pass my days with no 

time that says,

it's now enough!!

There's no end, 

nor will be, 

I think, as I've 

come so far..

I hear their laughs 

and tell,

just feel the spell,

I wish they could..

I breathe those lines,

they turn to sparks,

amazing messengers 

through my physical

and mental life..

I wonder, 

for, my spirit

and soul too breathe 

those very lines!

Today, 

like any other day,  

I was as if 

searching pearls 

in the ocean, 

my eyes imbibing 

their forms 

and worth;

When they 

struck me, 

feeling choked, 

gasping, 

welled up eyes 

couldn't hold more,

and I had to leave,

those very lines..