Don't ask me "How much I love you?"

When you ask me How much I love you....you put me in a difficult position
How could I sperate you from me and weigh the love I have for you
its like asking a living person how much breathing is worth for you
To know the real worth one has to stop breathing and then it becomes suffocating and brings death few breaths away
So when I try to evaluate my love for you
I have to see you as distinct from my self from my soul from my being
and then I feel stale, banal, insipid and mundane
How much I love you..can't tell but know one thing without your love oozing from my heart , I will be an arid zone- parched and barren.

Life

It was not in my hand to cling to the past the pull of the future was too much I had to let it go, let it slip away It recedes to oblivion but it doesn't give up its sway I am present in the present but my heart is in past in my dreams I see things that didn't last From the ruins of yesterdays I build today Though I know I will move to another tomorrow someday This is life tempting, tormenting and transient For my solace this understanding is sufficient

Strange dream

In a dream I saw talking to someone saying that this earth is not the real earth and we are living in a specious planet on the periphery of the universe. Real earth is billions of light years away on the other side of the universe. Strange!!

It will come.....

there around the corner...
when silence rules....
when you can hear the beat of your heart.......
when stars speak...
when air whispers...
when time stops moving...

you feel you are not alone
someone is there
someone with you
who shares these moments
who smiles at your beliwilderment
at your innocence

that some one is no one...but your love.

It will come...unannounced and take you away.