Nights and days pass by, monotonously. I walk a straight path without stopping, Collecting emotions to help me live through. I had forgotten, my heart has a limit, Lost searching for someone who doesn’t care. The goal was to never find the goal, But to walk blindfolded down a path unknown. Too steep to walk, too long to cross, Consoling myself, “It will be alright, for, in Unrequited love, the journey is beautiful than the destination.” But in the end left all alone on that steep path, blindfolded. The days melt into the nights, becoming tears. (It is then I realized that I had reached my limit.) Something which softened my heart to cause that, A thing of a foreign land, unknown to me, not memories but dreams. A dream tightly knit with my hopes, desires, and love. A dream under my control yet directing my emotions, softening my heart, Causing me to greet the morning with tears. Caught in this cycle of gloom, I have given up on searching, and now, I wait. I wait for the one, the one I had been searching for, Hoping for her to come and help me escape, To escape into a reality, for it will be a dream come true. But for now, I leave that to fate, and wonder, What will be the day like? The day When we meet. #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #writing #writingcommunityofinstagram #writersofig #instawriters #india #poetry #poetrycommunity #fozantries #poetsofinstagram (at Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh) https://www.instagram.com/p/CCDzZ8DHQhK/?igshid=1ebcsx6itvawq