Things change, times change
How? When ? Why?
Nobody knows the answer
Good change or bad change?
Just one thought- Whatever happens , happens for the best
Time doesn't fly so fast
Things need time to settle..
Accepting the change is tough
but reminiscing the change is to be done..
Take your time and get over it..
P.S. - Have a happy life ahead.. embrace this new chapter❤
If you shut down your brain and give all the power to your heart, what does it tell you? Take my hand and let go of everything, what should stay will stay.
Don't fight your emotions, let them rain. A shower of meteorites built from your inner thoughts. What a beautiful picture that is, you are pain-free. Trust your instincts, you can survive this and more.
Breathe in, breathe out. Count to ten and see with your hands. Nothing is real anymore. The pain is gone and life is bright.
Losing is growing. Losing is cleaning. Losing is improving. Lose gracefully what you have to lose.
Your happiness is within you, not in their hands. Your peace is within you, not in their comments.
عشق سمجھے تھے جس کو وہ شاید.
تھا بس اک نارسائی کا رشتہ.
میرے اور اُس کے درمیاں نکلا.
عمر بھر کی جدائی کا رشتہ.
ishq samjhy thy jisko wo shyd.
tha bas ik narasai ka rishta.
mery or us k darmiyan nikla.
umer bhar judai ka rishta.
It's been so long since I ever talked about you,
Like I stopped enquiring about my breath anymore.
With each blink of my eyes,
I tend to forget every dream I had about you.
Even they now ask me, if i am okay?
I smile, and move on
Without crying about you.
Was it fate,
Does it toy with souls this way,
A chance meeting to early to stay,
A glimpse of something in a drunken gaze,
Progression possible if I had of stayed?
Moments waned, aloofness strayed,
Unclear of how it should of played,
As the days start to fade,
Images begin of what could of been made,
A touch, a kiss,
Hands grasped in a moment of bliss,
Aren't hearts made to beat for this?
"El tiempo es el mejor regalo que te puede dar una persona "
Y claro que lo es porque ese preciso momento lo podrías estar viviendo de otra manera ,pero decides compartirlo con alguien que aunque sabes que si en el algún momento se va ,sientes como todos esos momentos se desgarran frente a ti
Pero aún así vale pena, regalar un momento de tu vida .
He was in search of his true half. A love that'll see no end. He travels the world with this crazy idea. "We all have someone out there." He tries. Again and again. Over and over. His love must be somewhere!
The fake ones, the scared ones, the lost ones. He would let them play with his heart because he knows that none of them could cut his heart out. Before even meeting them he had forgiven them. Hence, the longevity of his quest and his peace.
"Heartfelt love where are you at? Can not you see my light? My heart is chanting to your soul. Infinity times infinity. Always and ever."
He is in love and he believes. His better half awaits. He is in search of a new land to welcome his hopeful ve...
Diferentes sentimientos en tan poco tiempo.
Muchos lugares con recuerdos lindos.
No hubo peleas ni malos entendidos por la falta del transcurso del tiempo.
Tengo la sensación que vas a desaparecer y no quiero ilusionarme.
No quiero llorar por alguien que no me va a valorar.
Sos un bonito recuerdo.
You’ve asked me to leave,
I refused to do so.
I wish, you stayed too.
Mentía cuando decía que se terminó todo. Realmente mentía. Queria que tu mente se ilumine y todos tus sentidos entiendan que en el momento en el que yo decia esas palabras debias actuar. Si realmente querias el nirvana, debias cambiar. Pero no fué así, no cambiaste y quiza no te importó.
Loving you, I lost count of times
I lost myself.
I was simply a word
Hanging out there in space
Until you walk into my life
And defined me.
How do you see her?
Oh, poet do tell us how your woman looks like...
— like a dervish whirling in trance
Those delicate bends and curves
Adorned with tinkling anklets
Peeping out of the flare of her skirt
Bends the knees of every men,
Bowing to the charisma of her twinkling smile on those lush lips
Those beautiful arresting eyes under the fan of those lashes.
The splendour of long tresses swirling around her
she looks like the poetry
I scribbled on her heavenly body.
What are dreams made of
A little of me and a little of you.
Nights are for you and me,
let’s forget the world for a while
and get lost in each other.
She looks well loved and his,
with one arm under her head
and one flung to the side,
wrapped up in the warmth
of their love.
I happen to love too much and love too fiercely.
I lead my own way in this path of self-destruction.
We haven’t had a word exchanged
Web of life
I Wore the dress I got on your suggestion
And clicked some photographs
Sent across to you
To tell you how much
I miss you.
You are caught up in tangles of your own web
I wish not to disturb you
But, I have stopped by to tell you—
You’re still needed as my next breath
You’ll always be loved
I’ll keep the doors open for you
Come By when
Love is not finding someone to live with .Its all
about finding someone you can't live without !
\\\ WRITING ON THE WALL ///
To start with the writing on the wall,
It occurred as if tampered with by the rugged;
Attempted to be fixed by the loved;
And standing tough by the mighty of them all.
The disastrous sat in her throne dreaming of bigger realities,
Undermining her own blood,
Overcoming her own fatalities.
She sat in her chair day dreaming everyday, working
Toward the bigger picture of it all;
at the might writing on the wall