Amazing is the journey between two hearts... You never know when the heart will attach itself to someone else... It has its own laguage, its own rules...
Amazing is the journey of hearts:
Amazing is the journey of hearts:Sometimes eons are traversed
in just a matter of seconds;
Sometimes a lifetime's not enough
to breach the gap-between hearts!
Amazing is the journey between two hearts...
Sometimes you meet a person,
In a train or in subway,
In a plane or just on the way to work;
You have a look and you know
there is something there...
You strike a conversation
And in a matter of few minutes
It seems you have known
each other for years.
Sometimes on the morning jog,
In a jungle or in a park
You meet a person every day
But, never talk-
Though you do say, Hi!
And then one day the person
Does not turn up,
And you begin to think:
'What is the matter, why?'
Then again next day the absence
strikes you,
The very absence of the person
makes his presence felt.
Then sometimes you try and find out
Where that person lives,
You visit him at his place,
And you become good friends.
Discover many common interests in each other
And become companions for life.
Yes, indeed strange are the ways of heart
How it attaches it self to another heart...
Sometimes just a glance is exchanged
With someone, just by chance
A bolt of lightening strikes you
Something strange happens to you.
You just know you have to
know this person somehow.
And start to wait for another encounter,
Then start seeking that person out
You look up in possible places
Where that person could be
You start to visit those places-
A compulsion it becomes with you of sorts.
And you just refuse to rest
Until you've found that person out.
You suffer, and you have
moments of self-doubt:
May be I'll find that person,
May be I'll not?
And when you have almost given up on him,
There he appears suddenly
Out of the blue,
And is standing in front of you!
Your heart gives a leap-
for a moment it stops....
And for the first time you realize,
You are in love!
Strange are the ways of heart
It attaches it self, with another heart
Without even thinking, if it's good or bad...
How it all happens?
Why does it happen?
No one knows when it happens.
Or when it'll start?
Or once it has started,
Where and how,
And when it will stop?
This is what may be, is called chemistry,
This is how may be, vibes are exchanged
This is how the ether flows between two souls
This is how the world goes around....
Strange are the ways of heart...
Amazing the journey of hearts...
Author: Zoya Zaidi
Aligarh (UP), India
Copyright©: Zoya Zaidi
Calligraphy ' Love is not love that alters, when it alteration finds...' from Shakespeare's Sonnet, by and ©: Zoya Zaidi
Poetry by Zoya Zaidi
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Editors' choiceWritten on 2007-05-29 at 15:12
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