Coming To Realize... -Poem

Oh! messy life! Thou, heartless bitch! It burned me inside, that I could not hold on. I could have died, but for living I was born. What scares me is that, how can I still move on? May be your beauty is magical tantalizing, but now what can be done? Read my lips! Love for you has gone. Claps & cheers! For the magic you have shown; In shapes of pains,losses & disappointments, real blessings can appear too. Like some sleepless nights; light up the darkness within and amber the flame too. You are a myth synonym, I found; where everyone is not fond of your lies. And then I realized, truth can destroy too. Not everyone I loved, was good at loving me. And then I realized, sometimes its good in unloving too. If you like, visit me sometimes; stay as much as you can. As in every spring, a tree shed silently its leaves; I realized, relations can be kept without complains too. Loved ones often leaves; but on a prayer meet, inside church I saw people brought flowers, in their grief. And then I realized, being dead isn't bad. The death has a beauty too. Tanya Singh