Ongoing Trek

I have forgotten the path
it is not easy anymore
to fight others is still thinkable
but to combat with my own self
is the wildest trek I am heading on
sans a goal, blindfolded
a quest for spending the days
behind  the contact  lenses
and anxious long nights
under the darkened refuge of oblivion.

Trust Me

Hang in there my love
I am coming to meet you
find me there soon standing besides you
let not the heat of the sun nor the rain bother you
Hang in there my love
I am coming to meet you.

Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life

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Lost Search



Shall I hold you for a minute
let me listen to your voice too
Tired eyes have been seeking
 
bruised feet have swollen
In search of you 
Not forgotten yet
Certainly not given up too 
Having gone miles ahead 
Still hoping to find you…

PS: tribute for those whose family member has been missing/lost ….the torch is still burning.

Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life

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ARE WE IN CRIMSON LOVE?

My love, I know I need not to mention it,
how much I care for you or are close to my beating heart?
My love,  I know you need not to mention it,
how much I mean to you or is a part of your life?
My love, then do you agree that ours is a Crimson Love,
that is so pure and deep that makes us connect as One.
My love, what should I say when we fight over trivial issues,
that makes irritated and grumpy about each other.
My love, what should I mean when we take each other for granted,
that makes us sometimes intolerable souls together.
My love, how  should I feel when both chose to be quiet,
when we should have been vocal about our sentiments.
How then is My love, our love -crimson?
It is our  unwavering faith in each other that makes its crimson.
It is our loyalty that makes stay crimson to each other.
It reminds me of our courtship days when I went crimson when you proposed to me,
It brings back the memory when you were crimson strong when I was unwell for days.
Yes, My love, it needs a crimson effort, patience and trust to make it work!!!
Copyright ©2014 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life
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