No love is lost?

When you stop loving

What happens to love?

Does it…

Get buried in the nooks of your heart-

Longing to emerge in time,

Become one with the clouds-

Waiting to drop down on you,

Ramble as dew drops on leaves-

Yearning for your touch,

Disappear in sentences-

Waiting to be read between the lines,

Bloom on walking trails-

Desiring to be plucked someday,

Sway with the flowing wind-

So, it can feel your hair again,

Dance with the pitter-patter of the rain-

So, it could quench your thirst,

Radiate through the morning sun-

To brush against your cheek,

Glow with the starry night-

To be one with the sparkle in your eyes

Does it keep longing

To see you one more time

Be it in your dreams

It is out there

Love is just lost

Waiting to be found

Let me be free...

Now that I can fly
Let me go really high
I have wings and
a Spirit unlike other beings

Let me see like no one else
And I can heal and bless
So many things to do
Some dreamy some true

So many places to be
Let me be free
My spirit soars high
Now that I can fly