With just you and me.....

 Just two legs to carry me, to accompany this far,
A wounded soul, punctured emotions, all bottled up in a jar
In a journey undecided, but no I am just not so alone
A pending life, with fate undecided....this journey I share

Was it the reason for my loneliness?, I question
Should I let it live, let it feel the pain of rejection?
'cause I know the vastness of the world is not enough to make you feel you belong..........
Or, let it strangle to death? I am yet to take that decision.....

                                   
                                                     Still, greed of the company of these several months
                                                     All unconscious precautions, all dos and all don't s
                                                     My legs carry me out of the place where they could have plucked it out of
                                                     my life                                                                                                                      
                                                     The life is no bed of roses, and I seem to have fallen for thorns

                                                     Am I getting greedy in LOVE? I so doubt
                                                     Am I scared to face alone what life is all about?
                                                     NO! It is my familiarity with the kicks that startle me when sound asleep
                                                     And, then I have become a daydreamer -- I hear it laugh, I hear it shout!

                                                    Waking up from dream scares me, tugs my heart down
                                                    Life, I know is nothing like walking under the smiling sun
                                                    How old am I? Not a day past two decades, yet so lonely and so young
                                                    Still, it came to me, for me to keep....whether its a curse or a boon

                                                    No, I am selfish, it's not for 'you' but for me that I am doing
                                                    I know, either way the oath leads to same path we are heading
                                                    And, I need a company, 'your' tiny steps to teach me walk again
                                                    Little hands to show me to live up the moment as life keeps passing

                                                    I need 'you' more than 'you' need me
                                                    I have seen enough, but still lot more waits for me to see
                                                   Guess, I need some more pair of eyes to realize the beauty life holds
                                                   Ok!!!! Lets think of happy ending, however tough it may be....

                                                   Believe me for last time, please...just for one last time....
                                                   We will hold each others back and we will be happy....
                                                   I already can see us... we smiling, laughing and pulling each other up
                                                   In the world of our own, with just happy us... with just you and me....

(NOTE: this poem refers to an unmarried girl in her early 20ies, who is disowned by family, its her thoughts.... when she goes for abortion but decides to keep the baby...)