Skip to main content

A girl named Kate

I had never known anyone named Kate,
yet she met me in a dream.
I was completely won over by her looks
which I don't remember now
and the sound of her voice that I forget.
Her British accent and her eyes
are what I remember though
and the fact that she was beautiful,
so beautiful that if beauty was inches,
she'd go on for miles.
I am not the man who believes in destiny,
I am not the man who believes in love,
but when I'm with her it changes me
for better
or for worse, I am yet to know.
Since then I've had this urge
to sleep again,
to dream again,
to meet her again.
She was like no one I'd ever met
and probably ever will
That dream left in my heart
but one wish
if only I could meet her again
be it in my imagination I don't care.
We talked, she laughed
She had that certain
je ne sais quoi.
she flicked her hair back
and that was the moment
I felt the lights go low;
that was the moment
I felt the time move slow;
that was the moment
the background played, "Wish you were here"
by Pink Floyd.
Suddenly it was silent
so silent, I could hear a heartbeat.
She held my hand so tightly
and I felt this gush of wind pass through me
and a light shining brightly
She faded away in that bright light
I woke up, I was in my room
alone and Kate was nowhere in sight.
A painful realisation came over me
What a shame that even
the sweetest dreams end
with only morning to blame.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Death Dessert theory.

Hello... Readers( which apparently are not many). I have come up with a new theory. I havent thought of a name yet. Maybe i will just tell you the name at the end after explaining to you what it is. On second thought i have named it... "Death Dessert". Cool huh? Explanation. Well, most things that are rare, are expensive. And most things that are expensive are most valuable to us. So rare things are valuable. And most people save the sweetest bite for the end. In other words, most people like their dessert at the end of the meal. Taking these two points under consideration, think about death. Death is rare. It only occurs once in everyone's life. And it comes at the end. After everything. It is the sweetest bite. The dessert of life. Maybe death isnt a bad thing afterall. Maybe death is a bite of sweet dessert after all the sour battering given to you by your whole life. Maybe death is the eternal goal. Who knows? Maybe the dead people cant come back or maybe they d...
3 comments
Read more

Determination.

"Its a shield, if you like, a sword if you want it to be and emptiness if you don't recognize it." Hello Readers. DETERMINATION Its such an overrated, overused word and often misinterpreted as "hippy talk". The word "Determination" is what every English speaking person knows the meaning of and yet doesn't actually know the application of it. I know that in some or any sort of minimalist crisis, its the last thing i think of; But what we all fail to understand, is that determination is one of the greatest human emotions ever. Its not an emotion as such, but the inner drive and motivation all these words essentially describe determination. It was determination that helped Adolf Hitler commit the greatest genocide in the history of the world. It was Determination that helped Oskar Schindler save hundreds of lives. It was determination that the Manhattan Project resulted in a weapon destructive enough to destroy the entire planet in one go.It was...
2 comments
Read more

Writing! How easy it all seems.

"Either Do something worth writing or Write something worth Reading", they say. Hello Readers! I was just thinking about how people write, and it just came to my knowledge that about half the students of my class write, you know poems and songs and such. Its just the expression of creativity and talent. Then I started thinking about as to what makes what they write, good enough for us to want to read it? I stumbled on the answer, while watching the play written by Khalil-ur-Rehman Qamr. A beautiful play to be honest, i loved it, you must check it out, the name is "Sadqay Tumhare". There's a simple answer to the aforementioned question, "You can immediately recognize a good piece of art if it messes with your head." If something you read, messes with you normal mental stability, I mean, if something grabs on and doesn't let go for about at least a week, and then you are tempted to read it again, and when you do it, it climbs on again that is...
Post a Comment
Read more