The Mind, The Body & The Soul.

The clouds have finally opened up to pour their heart,
Heaven is pouring its heart out to hell, earth stands still. 

As I smell, feel and taste the rain, and I smile & look up,
I taste the tears of heaven as they mix with mine. 

Since I missed you, like the desert missed the rain, 
And in me was that pain, the hurt I caused you, us.

I miss your smell, like the musky smell of earth
Opening my mind, my body and my soul. 

My Mind, My Body & Baby My soul. 

Since all I had in my heart till now were holes, 
Everybody shout, everybody pulled the trigger.

Don't you know, My words to you were from it, 
Didn't you for once, in its best ever feel it?

I drift on and off into your memories, into us; 
Your smell, your taste, your feel and your sight. 

I knew you were in my mind and I was in yours; 
And your body, to the depths of your very soul. 

But I choose to give you my heart, .

Not My Mind, My Body & just Soul, 
My Mind, My Body & Soul. 

You won't hear my words? 
You don't believe them,

All I have are these words, all I have are my words. 
For I have lost; My Mind, My Body, My Soul & My Heart

To you.

Am i there yet?

Isnt this the quintessential question that we ask our self again and again. as if trying to reach a destination is the purpose.

But some journeys make you look at the destination, and forget what you are going through. maybe he should not have been in or on such a journey.

He was trying his best to understand her, but how could he when she doesn't even understand his language, let alone his words.

He could never understand Hippocracy,  how could you expect from others that which you cannot give? not by any unexplained incapability but from a self confessed arrogance.

What could have been, what is now what shall be? a million thoughts racing in my mind as i sit here after what seems ages, sipping on Irish Cream wondering what other alternatives or realities could i be living right this moment.

Some thing probably i dare not dream, i need to breathe now first. the rest shall come later.

So, no we are not there yet dear friend. we are nowhere now from each other. we are as we were and as we will ever be. but the point is we could be different.

Will this day be any different than others where i almost made up my mind, or will this be just another wandering, raving rant of a helpless soul that has just hit rock bottom.

No, i did not think about all the possibility, never had probably that will be my undoing, never listen to the heart, lands you in trouble.

Where are you old friend, come meet me again on a bus. It has been 14 years now almost, did time change us? or did we change according to it.

Wasn't life a bit simple then, fewer questions, many possibilities.

If only we knew, would have never asked are we there yet, wish the bus would never stop.