Only those...

Only those who have suffered,

know what joy is.

Only those who sweat,

know what the breeze is.

Only those who are awake,

know what sleep is.

Only those who have eaten dust,

know what taste is.

Only those who are empty,

know what filling someone's bowl is.

Only those who are burnt,

know what a mirror is.

Only those who are shattered,

know what a dream is.

Only those who have lost,

know what presence is.

Few lines, I wrote this morning. The beginning line has been with me for quite some time. But, this piece is like a never ending saga. I can keep adding a new tale to it. I guess, thats all the lines I had for today. Thanks to Roshan for the editing.