“So, do you want to tell me what’s on your mind?” he said.

“I’m just thinking that tomorrow night I’ll be coming here alone.” she said.

“Well, that’s just the way it is supposed to be.” he said.

They both stood there looking at their reflection in the stream as minutes passed by without a word being said by either one of them.

“Are you going to tell me what’s really on your mind or do I have to spend all night trying to read it?” he said after a pause.

To forget or not to forget…

There comes a time when all of us at some point in our lives wish to forget someone or something. I believe if i think long enough I will be able to recall some instances where I may have felt the same way.

The thing I noticed about this is a rather common yet unintentional mistake that we make. We focus on the thing that we are trying to forget so much that we end up making it next to impossible to forget it.

We think about the person or thing we wish to forget not knowing that thinking about it just makes it more prominent in our minds. Imagine a picture of a beach with the silhouette of a person walking on the beach in the center of the picture. Now if one is asked to cut out the person from the picture and imagine the picture without the person, he would still have the person in the same position in the picture in his mind. That is because we concentrate on the person to cut him out off the picture, sometimes to the extent that the person becomes the only thing of interest in the picture to us and we end up ignoring the setting altogether. One may even say that although we cut the body of the person from the picture, his soul still lingers there.

To sum up, all I can say is,

“Thinking about something or someone is not the most appropriate of ways to forget about that something or someone.”

                                             – Ak the Wordsmith

The lone tree…

As I sat beneath the lonely tree
The only tree in that grassy field

I found myself thinking so hard
And at times dreaming of a place afar

I found the company of that tree
Enchanting, nothing more I need

For the tree shared my feelings, my thoughts
And told me of the battles it had fought

The tree with me, resonated so much
It’s words felt like great big hugs

The time flew by faster than ever
But the day felt longer than any other

As I sat under that cool shade
Never noticed the night had replaced the day

Still under the shade of the tree
Made me wonder how it could be

The moon now shone with all its glory
It’s only midnight, the lone tree whispered slowly


( I wrote this poem while looking at this picture.. the poem is about this picture)