The heart and brain both are mine,
Still I can't decide whom to pick and whom to dodge this time.
My thoughts are loud and clear but my but my heart does not care!
Is it compulsory everytime to pick what is conventionally right? How do I know I'm unable to decide.
You call one logical and other emotional. Is it correct to label everytime ?
They say think wisely use your head not your heart .
But this time I would battle it right and choose both but half half.
"What a loss to spend that much time with someone, only to find out that she's a stranger."
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
When you are in love,
And you get hurt,
It is like a cut,
Sometimes you don't realize,
How much you care for someone,
Until they stop caring for you.
©mynightprayerwords
Selly A
CHANGE
Nothing is meant to last
Time is changing fast .
I'm still confused was it all meant to change or was that my fate ?
Emotions change ,
Promises fade ,
And we console ourselves thinking change is the only constant !
Pace with the change
Or else I won't be part of this game .
Since puberty we change
Still we usually don't find comfort in the changes we face .
In our life time we encounter many new stations!
But still it takes us a while to adjust the change but why ?
I am I the only one who resist a change or it's the common pattern for the human race !
Toxic masculinity does not let him cry and compels him to divulge his emotions every night.
Considered phlegmatic and bright they also have a darker side.
Since childhood, he is asked to act like a man and conceal the inner child.
Social norms suppressed his actual side.
Little did they know he can also feel distressed like a woman and gather himself like a HUMAN!
Give them atleast a chance!
All you fear they would fail at last,
Let them discover what could last.
Your experiences interfere their journey and path.
SUPPORT is the only way you can be it's part.
Side by side
I saw the clouds weep
One full of rage,
the other half asleep.
Tears streamed
and thunder roared.
Wind swung a
Lightning sword.
The raged forgave,
the tired woke up.
Their tears, they dried—
for the sun had shown up.
WRITING PROMPT
Heart vs Mind
"Follow your heart but take your brain with you."
"The brain is logical, the heart is emotional."
We know that the heart vs mind debate is unending but what are your thoughts on the subject? Write an Open Letter and use the tag "opinion".
MALICE
Your words of poison,
spoken without remorse.
Would you drink from a cup,
Made with the same potion?
- Jeevitha
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CHANGED
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People who tell me that "you've changed!"
And yes, I did.
I did,
Because I can feel myself murdered with the laden of my life.
I've no guts,
But do have the thoughts of suicide.
I feel like a prisoner,
Who's caged for several years.
Who's mind is shrinking
And heart is drought & at the same time, dunk in fears.
You see.
You noticed?
That the happy kid inside me has been kidnapped from a while.
In search of it,
There's no one out there, for me, to pay the ransom,
That is, their love & their time.
You say, you stand by my side.
And I fear this intimacy will for once choke my breaths.
You say a few beautiful lines.
And ask me, why like before, I don't react?
I ...
"Summer afternoon — summer afternoon;
to me those have always been
the two most beautiful words
in the English language."
Tattoos aren’t labeled as ‘troublemakers’ we see on television.
Tattoos aren’t “non gentleman like” or
“Non lady like.”
Tattoos are permanent body art.
And art have meanings behind them.
Like the person wearing them.
"Dr3am chas3"
A wish to relive life
My feet stumbling upon my thoughts made me realise
How long could it be?
How far can I go?
It's time to go to bed
It's time to end the show..
Ego, erupting into volcano
Revealed itself
How long could I hold it?
How long could I control?
She knows no boundaries
She's herself the show
I cry
I scream
Deny
I breathe
I live
I fear ...
Submit and there I'm near..
A wish to relive life
My feet stumbling upon my thoughts made me realise
How long will it be..
How far will I go..
You told you once that you were
afraid of who I might become.
And then you left me
To become what I may
I became a survivor.
Perhaps you would have judged me
for the path I took.
But I’d rather live with your judgement.
than die with your sympathy.
I alone must live with my choices
and regrets.
~ Dolores Abernathy
A Coincidental meeting,
Living in my dreams,
Still in my thoughts,
Part of my poems; almost all,
But soon going to be out of the plot!
Love is what saves us when nothing else seems to work.
MIRROR
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Photographs on the back wall, that remind me of my childhood days.
Cold breeze through my window, knocking with the sound of rains.
The serene view of peace, when I peep outside, standing near my window.
My cupboards are all decorated with the motivations, that I've penned for my lows.
A perfect room to live & make me happy.
But there's this one thing, that I ignore or it ignores me!
"Mirror".
Everytime I stand in front of it,
I see myself growing older.
Everytime I see it closely,
I judge myself.
Everytime we made a contact,
It showed me my sins.
Everytime I tried to recognise,
It showed me my downfalls.
It's a deep rooted fear, that grew with time.
Doubting my existen...
