Walking in the moon-lit night

Walking in the moon-lit night

I am walking in the moon-lit night alone no one with me but your memories, it reminds me the same night the same lane, the same trees, on both sides as they were escorting us guarding us waving hither and thither with the blow of wind, as they were dancing in joy seeing us together. Yes on that night I was not alone, you were with me, arms in arms closed, so closed that I was feeling the beat of your heart. I remember your raising of head and looking into my eyes, with live smile on your lips, I remember the slight trembling of your lower lip, I remember how I tried to stop it by putting my finger on it, but it was still trembling. The enchanting trembling was conducting right into my heart through entire of me. Today you are not with me, you are gone. You left me without giving me any reason. I remembered you once said when I asked you, “Why do you love me?” You said holding me tight, “I just love you, if you ask the reason, ages will pass.”

But you are gone now without giving me reason, I would wait for the ages to know the reason. This moon-lit night fails to remove the weariness of life, it is doing nothing to elevate my spirit and enliven my soul. It is now burdening my mind on the contrary of its nature to refresh it. This very moon-lit night charged the spirt when I had you by my side. But today it itself seems to be fading. The cool air, the cool and bracing beams of the moon are still kissing each and every object of nature present, but the sight is not as charming as it was when you were with me.

I am sitting quiet, the memories are still fresh and haunting my mind. That night and this night. That night was warm because of your nearness and being closed to the bosom of the Nature. And this night my lap is empty, and I am still wanting to know the reason why did you leave me.

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oOo_MaYa_oOo July 27, 2015 12:27

There comes a time when we have to force ourselves to let go and accept that this person will never love us the way we love them, but that's he only thing that we have to do even if we already know that it will give pain in our heart. There's a quote that says, "the most painful goodbyes are the ones that are never said and never explained." This is a very touching blog, thanks for sharing.
Alice E. July 27, 2015 2:18

Love woes, so much to tell and so much to feel! But let us hope this is not the case in your real life! Lovely share! :)
Nimzaf July 26, 2015 18:41

So nice and the way you expressed your live story directly touched.
Mishaikh July 26, 2015 14:23

Sure I will write about it FNA. Thanks for stopping by to read and comment.
only God July 26, 2015 14:22

good writing as always .you are real lover but i don,t know why your beloved left you without reason.if you find her reason write a blog about that:)
Mishaikh July 26, 2015 14:20

The eastern poets always find charms in it, not in uniting of lovers. Thanks for appreciation. This is the fact of life.
saba July 26, 2015 13:17

Beautiful blog, your love blogs are always about two lovers that one of them left the other, of course most eastern poets like to write these kinds of blogs.

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