What Is This Feeling? Poem by Anoop Lokkur

What Is This Feeling?



Why do we feel this way about someone?
Why does someone feel the need to do this to someone, intentionally or unintentionally?
You get so caught up wanting to prove yourself something and chasing something that you miss out on what you have to only regret later. Why do you get so dependant on someone?
Why not keep everything to ourselves and do not get dependant on anyone
You think you are in love, only to find out it is just another infatuation, but this time your ego hurt.
Why do we find the need to let someone so close to us, so close that anything they do to disappoint you, you jump from this boat called love into the ocean of hate.
What is love? This dependence on someone, this closeness to someone that one day shall disappear?
Is it the feeling that you have, that feeling when you first meet them, when everything seems so perfect, are those moments love? The ones where you just know everything is perfect until it all just fades away and you realise that it was all just one big lie.
What is it that keeps you up at nights, thinking if she feels the same way about you when you know she does not? This insecurity that exists inside of you, where had it been all along, how did this emerge?
Would you look back one day and smile about the things that you did, or feel despair or regret?
Love is blind; they say or rather it makes you blind. So, When in love do hope you are both blind, for it is quite easy for one to be blind and the one you love, or rather the one you think you love to lead you to a ditch.
Blame yourself; Blame the one you think you love, blame the universe and God if you believe in him. Blame whom you will but what good does that do?
Stay awake, for a lover can never sleep apart from his lover nor can he sleep when in doubt.
Take the pain, feel it for you know it is not every time that you feel this pain.
You get what you ask, so make sure you ask right.
Respect what you have and be grateful to what you have. For more than the pain caused by unrequited love is the lack of respect and gratitude. Trust broken is just like a broken branch of a tree.
Treasure what you have for once you lose it; you just might not get it back. And if you are lucky enough to get another chance, think hard think with your heart. That heart of yours would not lie.


Anoop Lokkur
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