how is it that <br />the flowers you trod on, <br />while walking in to a <br />relationship <br />turn into <br />live coal <br />when you want <br />to retrace the steps. <br /> <br />walking into is easy, <br />walking away <br />is difficult. <br /> <br />seeking a welcome <br />is fun, <br />bidding goodbye <br />is painful. <br /> <br />the moments <br />you have <br />dedicated to her, <br />are like garlands <br />of flowers, <br />scintillanting your senses, <br />so long they stay, <br />they turn to poison barbs, <br />when you <br />decide to move away. <br /> <br />as is often in life, <br />so is it in relationship, <br /> <br />walking into is easy, <br />walking away <br />is difficult. <br /> <br />..atp..<br /><br />samyak jain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/walking-into/
