I want to live not just exist

I want to live not just exist

I only wanted to have a friend
Talking about the day gone by ,from start till the end
Letting my heart flutter all the way
Waiting for your reactions play away.
Deep down I must have always known
That it would be inevitable to let go and strive alone

I know I'm not the only one
Who is in this struggled situation
Feeling pain deep inside the heart
and lost in my own cocoon with endless trepidations .
I wish I could see you a little more
Leaving my heart not so sore
I feel like my life is passing by
And all I can do is watch and cry
I miss you , I miss your feel
This wounded heart is hard to heal

Life once was a celebration
Don't know how it came to such an altercation?
With my smooth flowing boat now struggling to sail..
Alienating my familiar streets to untrodden paths and trails.

I wipe my tears and watch the rainbow
The pot of wealth under , will it stay or will it go?
I want to reach there, I want to grab that for sure.
My thoughts flowing well and pure.
Assuring myself in my dreamy mist
I want to live and not just exist..
I want yo live and not just exist.

.....
Maneesha Purandare
Welwyn Garden City
24.11.15

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