provoking a feeling within me

sitting in my bubble now,listening to music as i am writing this

in spite of the fact that i prefer silence at such times

music always distracts.

but today it is behaving differently;

it is forcing me to write by provoking a feeling within me.

as is mostly the case, i leave the feeling unnamed.

they seem beyond the grasp of words like nostalgic and reminiscent,

the words dont describe the tears that my heart bleeds

when it gets in touch with sudden peace

And not just that-it is fulfillment.

it comes with knowing the fact that i am living:

honestly and in my true definition-

living with uncertainity and in the moment-

the secret of all risks, and success.