Writing from another perspective
My back's now physically corrected
I never choose to sit at a desk
I'll try to lay on my tum instead
Thats the different viewpoint I mentioned
Treating it like a new invention
Next I will try to stand on my head
Delirious stories right before bed
Oh no wait those are called prayers
To cover all of my gray areas
Being idealistic and blindly following other’s ideology.
Both are different things.
Often times we live with ideology and beliefs which are being imposed on us by certain external factors such as religion, social norms, family environment. Though it is necessary and good at certain point. Because it has made us more civilised than any other animal on earth. As human being evolved with time, humanity is always on an urge to live a better life socially. As a part of that silent and slow process, we share our ideals and values to our upcoming generations.
But the whole sense of duality and complications arise when we become intensely attached with one source. Our attachment with one e...
You love me,
I love you.
You show me
I'll show you
I reflect you,
The very things
You're afraid of,
What I'm afraid of.
How willing are we
To face what we've
Been running from
For so long?
Only time will tell.~E.M. Fraser
I’ll write for you a poem
That you can read from time to time
A tale of how we could be
In a world where you are mine
We’d travel near and far, just us
Walking city blocks together
Our feet could take us anywhere
And our hands would still be tethered
The starlight could be blinding
As the sunshine fades away
Just tell me what to write
And I’ll create anything you say
I could write us into forever
If you let my mind run wild
I’d write us onto the tops of mountains
Where we’d play just like a child
I’d write us into all the wonders
That I’ve ever dreamt of seeing
But the saddest part of writing
Is that I can’t write you into being
Those curled up arms around me
You weren’t trying to hold just me
But your shattering world so tight
Hoping to set everything right
Breaking down and while getting up
You did make incisions on my skin
But isn’t the scars carved beautifully
When I try to hold your love so closely
They aren’t something for you to bother
They are something for me to boast of
That with just two hands of mine to brace
I held thousand pieces of you in place
"About You" (I think).
I think I lost everything
When I lost you.
I think I got everything
When I got you,
I think you are that special charm of my life
That I was looking for, from the time
When I was alone me, to do not know
what to do in life.
You are everything to me.
My Better Half, My Better Love and My Better Life friend.
Never leave me, else that day will be my last day in the life.
"Keh le kitna bhi tu mujhko...
Seh lete hai ...
Khalipan kya hota hai..
Tujhse behtar zibdagi hai samjhaye mujhko ..
Karwat badlu ya na badlu..
Takiye ko har raat bhigo lu.
Phir bhi har subah uthkar
Kyu main zakhm dikhau sabko..
Jakar Kya Kya batlau kisko.
Zindagi kabhi khushiyo ka to
Kabhi takleefo ka hai taana-baana bunti..
Kar le kuch bhi tu iski khatir..
Ik din to hai ye dhokha deti.
Keh le jitna jee chahe tu mujhko..
Us in din aane tak Dena hai sath
Ye mera waada hai tujhko..."
Say whatever you want to me..
I will tolerate..
What is loneliness
This life defines me much more then you.
Do I change my side's ...
I’ll paint for you a picture
Of a place where you can go
Where the sound of laughter echoes
In a field where daisies grow
A place where dreams are caught up
Inside nets stitched out of hope
Where the grassy hills are playful
Where they laugh with every slope
I’ll write for you a version
Of a very different life
Where you can sit amongst your problems
And laugh away your strife
A world where there is magic
Where dreams fall from the sky
Where you’ll never have to worry
That your dreams will pass you by
Just ask me, if you’re yearning
And I’ll pick up my pen
My words can take you places
That you have never been
I am in dilemma
Is this what we gave to our child.
Where they cannot take a breathe
In this tainted world.
What to count .what not to for them..
This list is never ended...
Think what we GAVE TO OUR CHILD.
Love my lips?
Even I want yours, claimed with a wild kiss.
Those crevices and contours of my body
They want to be locked with each brush of your skin with mine
Every part of my being pins for you with unfathomable longing
Rise and take me with you into the sphere of dizzying bliss
Her eyes closed,
shut from the world,
pen to paper... words
onto pages of endless
was where she found...
The sky is my canvas
The clouds are my thoughts
She is my sun
Rain came soon
The canvas is endless
So are my thoughts
At times it rains heavy.. but after the rain no matter how strong the rain is the sun will shine the brightest at the end..
Freedom is the ultimate happiness
I feel happy while expressing my thoughts..
I am the heart that you come home to
I am the voice that soothes your cries
I am the comfort you can lean on
I am the light behind your eyes
Sense is made of my thoughts and insecurities by seeing it written in words that I expressed myself but didn't fully understand until It was on the paper in front of me.
R - Risisng Star in the eyes
A- Always hide Pain inside
V- Venus look ah! Pure & wise.
Live for Love
& LOVE her life..
What words will you use
To describe what you saw
Can the words describe it at all
The picture’s enough
The one in your mind
That remembers the peaks
Of the high alpine
The solace is special
It’s worth the hike in
Your lungs may ache
But your mouth holds a grin
The trail winds on
And you ask yourself, why
Why do you attempt to explain
What only your heart can describe