Tears

I read this sentence in this book "Mr God This is Anna - Fynn".. Your eyes are like windows. God makes u cry, when there is a lot of dirt accumulated on the windows. Tears help wash off the dirt and see sunshine.

It probably is true.. I always feel better after I cry.

Anger

I m angry. I know the reason of my anger. But i dont know whether i m supposed to be feeling angry for the above mentioned reason. Hmmm.. screw it.. for once i dont want to gauge whether what i m doing is "right" or "wrong".. like there is a clear distinction between the two.. blah whatever..

I m angry and if being angry whatever may be the reason.. comforts me.. or strengthens me.. then so be it....

Four lettered words - i dont knw the meaning of..

Pain.. four letters.. a powerful word..

A sensation -A cut in your flesh, a bleeding wound, a gash in ur skin
Or a lack of it - A deep loss, chasm in your heart, an empty feeling
I stand in the rain
To numb my pain
Clutching tightly onto the sand in my hand, now trickling.

Love.. four letters.. a powerful word..

A gift on your birthday, a wish of success, a teddy bear, a kiss
Or the million sacrifices for that one moment of happiness
I sit in my alcove
Thinking abt love
Holding onto my treasure chest, memories of pure bliss

Fear.. four letters.. a powerful word..

Spooky nights, horror movies, ghosts, an apparition
Or the realisation that your loneliness is truth, not fiction
None can see or hear
What is this fear?
Trying to shut out the millions of images.. the premonition..

Luck.. four letters... a powerful word..

Crossed fingers, four leaved clovers , tooth fairies, shooting stars
Or the appearance of an angel, only sane thing in all this farce
"Doesnt last for long, chuck..
Dont rely on this thing - luck "
Hoping against hope, this joy it brought is not fleeting, not sparse