Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Conversations.

You can stop searching.
 
I am who I am. I am not yours.
 
I never was.
 
You should go away.
 
And never look back.
 
So?
 
GO!
 
Go.
 
Go…
Yes, I think I should stop searching.
 
Yes, you are who you are. Not mine.
 
You never were.
 
I should. I should go away.
 
And never look back.
 
Send me.
 
I am yours.
 
I am yours.
 
I will always be yours.

19 responses

  1. So first I read this on the WordPress reader preview thing, and the whole thing was arranged as one on top of the other. I thought okay, this is good, but shouldn’t a conversation be arranged in a dialogue form? Then I opened your blog page and I see this: two neat columns acting as perfect dialogue. This is why I love your work. These little pieces of extra creativity. Like that red font the other day. Like these columns.

    October 17, 2015 at 9:12 pm

    • Aaah thanks Ershad. Coz I read it through the reader as well and was confused. And then read your comment and went back to the blog. Maakes so much sense!!

      October 17, 2015 at 9:55 pm

    • Thank you so much!
      I wrote this simply at first but thought it wasn’t giving what I wanted to, so I used some HTML for the columns. Also I had no idea Reader pe ja ke sab kharab hua hoga (though now it sounds quite possible).

      Thanks again for the kind feedback! ^_^

      October 18, 2015 at 2:22 pm

      • Haan Reader has its own dimaag.
        You’re welcome๐Ÿ™‚

        October 18, 2015 at 2:23 pm

  2. I was about to post a comment on your brilliance but Ershad did that for me. Then again, good job. I love the wanting and belonging that emanates from those haunting words I am yours.

    October 17, 2015 at 9:57 pm

  3. asimmulla

    creativity personified. That is a brilliant work.

    October 18, 2015 at 11:09 am

    • Thank you, kind reader.

      October 18, 2015 at 2:26 pm

      • asimmulla

        The name is Asim. And I really your work. Poetry is like a drug you know, you can’t have enough. I am a poet myself๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š

        October 18, 2015 at 2:33 pm

      • asimmulla

        The name is Asim. And I really like your work. Poetry is like a drug you know, you can’t have enough. I am a poet myself.

        October 18, 2015 at 2:44 pm

        • It is! Someone said, you have to always be drunk. On wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish.๐Ÿ™‚

          October 19, 2015 at 10:19 pm

          • asimmulla

            I would have chosen poetry anyway ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜Š

            October 20, 2015 at 7:14 am

  4. I love how it started with a strong resolve but then along the way all the resolve seemed to have dissipated and you find yourself right where you were standing before, Not moved an inch.

    October 18, 2015 at 2:38 pm

    • from your comment, I know you understood this. also, we haven’t talked in a long while. also, hi. also, ily.

      November 4, 2015 at 5:13 pm

  5. Now this is what I call persistence๐Ÿ™‚

    October 22, 2015 at 3:31 am

  6. Maestro

    The one on the right hand side resembles me alot๐Ÿ™‚

    November 2, 2015 at 10:21 pm

  7. Hiba

    This is so beautiful Maria, I don’t understand how I never commented on this?
    It’s mindblowing.
    I’m probably that one asking to go.

    December 4, 2015 at 8:50 pm

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