Night Without Peace

In the unforgiving light of this morning,
Unwilling to open my eyes,
Unable to face myself and the world
And you,
I cower and cringe in bed.

I look back at what we said and did last night
A night of resentment, simmering anger,
Recriminations and vengeful thoughts,
Lashing out with clever, witty, cruel remarks...

And when the guilt grew intolerable, I lashed out in animal fury.

A restless night of tossing and turning, and wishing
The bitter conversation had not happened at all,
Wishing we could somehow wipe the slate clean
And re-establish a peace where neither of us
Would feel defeated or rubbished
Or guilty.

A night of wishing for warmth and love and forgiveness,
And also wishing to strike a blow that brought you to your knees in pain...

Wishing to wipe your tears, wishing you would wipe mine...

I ponder: What part was your fault, and what must I own up?
Should I have said what I said?
Should I have said it all with the viciousness that I did?

And yet, given what you said and did in the beginning,
How could I not have?
You gave the first cause. You started it all...

Or did you?
What about those things I said earlier?
Were they spoken cleanly, without malice?
Were they not words of
Callous indifference?

Peace prevails today...
An uneasy peace, a wounded peace.
There is pain and numbness in the air.

We shall heal. Of course we shall,
Because this was only one of the many, many
Nights without peace in our life together.

We heal and go forward together
Hand in hand, fingers interlocked.
We forgive each other too.
Of course we do... Don't we always?

In a few months, I shall forget this night as though it never happened.
The bitter words -- yours and mine -- are already faded and fuzzy.
I forget easily.

But I regret having this gift because you do not have it.
Though you forgive me, you will remember.
The aftertaste of this night will linger.

I feel sorry... sorry for us both. I'm sorry, in fact, for all of us.
We love, but we are condemned to hurt each other...
And blinded by our pain and guilt, go in search of ourselves.

From

Ritesh Kotian...:)

Confused ???..If you are in love?? Check this out

Confused ???..If you are in love?? Check this out

How True Is Your Love

Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest??
-It isn't love, it's LIKE.


You can't keep your eyes or hands off of her, am I right??
-It isn't love, it's LUST.


Are you proud, and eager to show her off??
-It isn't love, it's LUCK.


Do you want her because you know she's there??
-It isn't love, it's LONELINESS.

Are you with her because it's what everyone wants??
-It isn't love, it's LOYALTY.


Are you with her because she kissed you, or held your hand?
-It isn't love, its LOW CONFIDENCE.


Do you stay for her confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt her?
-It isn't love, it's PITY.


Do you belong to her because the sight of her makes your heart skip a beat??
-It isn't love, it's INFATUATION.


Do you pardon her faults because you care about her?
-It isn't love, it's FRIENDSHIP.

Do you tell her every day she is the only one you think of?
-It isn't love, it's a LIE.


Are you willing to give up all of your favorite things for her sake?
-It isn't love, it's CHARITY.


Does your heart ache and breaks when she's sad?
-Then it's LOVE.


Do you cry for her pain, even when she's strong?
-Then it's LOVE.


Do her eyes see your true heart, and touch your soul so deeply it hurts?
-Then it's LOVE.

Do you stay because a blinding, incomprehensible mix of pain and relation pulls you close and holds you to her?
-Then it's LOVE.


Do you accept her faults because it's a part of who she is?
-Then it's LOVE.

Are you attracted to others, but stay with her faithfully without regret??
-Then it's LOVE.


Would you give her your heart, your life, your death??
-Then it's LOVE.


Now, if love is painful, and tortures us so, why do we love?
Why is it all we search for in life? This pain, this agony?


Why is it all we long for? This torture, this powerful death of self?
Why?
The answer is so simple because it's...LOVE.

My comment:
Love is such an addictive thing that even people who are not in love wish to experience it,despite knowing the fact that it comes with lot of pain. Yet, it is such a wonderful feeling.By now I guess you guys who have read this would be a lil clear if the person you think you love is your LOVE.Wishing the very best to all of you. And to those , who wish to experence love I would suggest :) If you love somebody show it as the greatest weakness of humans is their hesitancy to tell others how much they love them .Go ahead ....break the ice....

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Ritesh Kotian.... :)