Angels

Being there for someone is never easy. You always need to know the right thing to say or the right thing to do in order to cause minimim damage to whats already been caused. Yet there are those that always know the right way to make you smile and believe. They'd even do so on account of personal loss... just to see you smile. There's never a way, or atleast a worthy way to thank such angels except hope they believe in your faith in them. Faith. May not seem like much, but in this world, in this age, faith in the kindness and humanity of our community is what keeps us alive. Faith that our lives aren't doomed for the worse after all. Those angels will emerge from within, to remind us of those good times, to enable our happy thoughts, to ease our sorry woes and shove our morose assumptions. Having said that, With no intention do I mean angels from within ourselves but I certainly do not banish the thought that all of us can be angels.. to someone who needs to believe..

To my angel.. Thank you. :)

The answer you seek..

Living confused and blurred,

How do I find the answer you seek,

To the question we all fear,

To the emotion that makes us weak.

You hold my hand with such promise,

And render so much amour,

That I can't help but wonder,

Isn't what we have so pure.

And yet you pose a noxious query,

In fear of yet another loss,
The pain I see through your smile,

When your life is in chaos.

I ask myself, Do I let you be?

Or do I try to reassure you,

Of my constant presence and fidelity,

How do I tell you,

That I'm here for you, to stay,

Without scaring you away.

That I'm here for you, to find,

All that you've lost and sacrificed.

That I'm here for you, no matter what,

If trust in eternity is what you covet.

How do I find the answer you seek,

To a love so strong and passionate,

To a question of fear and dismay,

For all I can say is I'll wait...