Wine to quench the unmatched thirst
as I dine on such a fine soul
Feeling so damn sublime
Crystal visions appear benign
In my conscious but always
righteous chaotic mind
Lifted so damn high
Above the brightest baby blue sky
In a letter he wrote scripted
With word to promote
Humbled and thankful
I am so blessed and grateful
What a tremendous reward
After a day fighting with my sword
Of a mighty injustice
No greater feeling of hope
In a world so dope
It’s the little things in life
That help me through the strife
To continue carrying the heavy load
When I’d rather just explode
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.
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.
Its easy to push everyone away when u get used to being alone!!
Even if u crave company..there comes a time u don't know how to physically tell something to someone be it as trivial as to tell them stay a little longer!!
Enjoying your own company is a very good quality that helps us to know ourselves more but somewhere it makes us forget the power of communication.
As a result we forget how to communicate very simple things and start feeling lonely when we cannot express our feelings!!
This craving is there in everyone...we just learn to ignore it or hide it very well that it only comes out during gloomy dark days making us feel lonely and alone!!
And its irritating when it comes with a fu...
MY IDEA OF INDIAN INDEPENDENCE
Where merit has over reservation an edge,
No matter what caste, gender, region,
Where students can exercise their right to freedom of speech and opinion,
Without their ‘disagreement’ being mistaken for ‘disrespect’.
Where there are no disputes and conflicts
Between two similar individuals,
they’re still slave,
Where unconditional love doesn’t come with a list of terms and conditions and clauses,
And LGBTQ isn’t a separate community.
And people don’t exchange furtive glances at their mention.
Where people can marry of their own free will,
Feeling free, fleeing not required;
And where honour killings aren’t a thing.
Because what ho...
What is there to celebrate when the country is free, yet we are still slaves ?
Are we free from debt?
Are we free from self doubt?
Are we free from chains that hold us down ?
Are we free from to dream?
Are we free from being judged ?
Are we free ?
Aren't we all a bunch of slaves celebrating freedom ?
Which we did not even get yet ?
Summon the power within you !
I'm free from all the negative attachments. I am guided by the power of love, I look beyond my fears and seek only love.
I deserve to be happy and choose to follow my heart .
Break the chain and breathe ! Every decision you take it affects you.
FEAR IS AN ILLUSION . BREAK FREE !
I stand naked before the mirror and I feel repulsed.
And no, it's not by the bumpy pathway on my thighs nor my bulging ass in my undies...
I just cannot recognize the person that stands before me.
I am a mess.
I haven't prayed in over a month and there are dishes piling around me...
I mean, I use a textbook as a pillow.
My life is so consumed with what she needs or he thinks,
and somehow my well being never made it onto my priorities list.
Honestly, I am but a ship at sea swayed in whatever direction the wind blows.
And my dreams are all lost somewhere in Neverland.
I spend my days picking flowers in my neighbour's garden,
for in my own,
lies the thorns of ins...
This is easier said than done, most people would say. When we hurt deeply we allow the pain to consume us... but once we learn to not be taken over completely there is a lesson that life is teaching us. Find out what it is no matter what everyone says... that it’s easier said than done. Push through all that hurts. It can be done.
Me escribes Y yo...
por unos instantes regreso al pasado... Aquel pasado que con tanta inmadurez dejé ir... Aquel pasado dónde la felicidad estaba por encima de cualquier pretexto...
Y ahora qué?
Que incierto es todo esto... Que abrumadores son los recuerdos ahora... Que herida tan profunda e imposible de sanar...
Me escribes y yo...
Quiero creer que eres tú, aquel chico de ojos marrones que no sabía mentir, aquel que a pesar de no tenerlo todo tenía lo suficiente para sonreír... Aquel que sin palabras me decía cuánto me amaba a través de un beso...
Aquel que dejé ir...
Me escribes y yo...
Soy tan distante, tan desconfiada... Las persona que ves y que no reconoces... La m...
El primer amor a cuidar
Es el amor a nosotros mismos
Pueden ser situaciones muy caóticas,
Pero a la larga,
Nos llevarán a maravillosas experiencias ♥️
17 hours in today!!
My life is about to change drastically for the better! I love my coworkers, my job is GRAVY and I can once again smile despite the hardships I’ve been confronted with in the last year.. from the dissolution of the “faux relationship” with a person that took pleasure in attempting to take everything from me, splitting my family up, causing best friendships to dissipate, a house almost lost by broken promises of a wolf in sheep’s clothing, the miscommunication between the attorney and the bank and eventually saved by my new job and my ability to afford the payments once again.. just say NO TO SOUL SUCKER USERS AND NARCISSIST ABUSERS!
There was always something beautiful about the wreckage
of another bold attempt
a kind of gleaming golden aura
where most see only scattered refuse
The resulting twisted carnage
not wholly unexpected
but a miscalculation all the same
ninth configuration unchecked
in an ongoing derelict dream
You might see only folly
a looming lunacy unbound
I see a passion unreserved
a sizzling skyrocket in flight
with no surrender in sight
This letter is dedicated to all those people who relentlessly made me feel like a loser, a failure.
I had my first fit of 'panic attack' in my Second year of college but I was unaware of the nomenclature. It was simply a night of insomnia, unending tears and blurry eyes for me.
The second time was worse. I cried, I wept, I screamed my lungs out and I was a complete mess before my mother had to rush to my hostel and rescue me. I was taken to the 'therapist' and she told me I was suffering from DEPRESSION.
I didn't know what that meant but I surely knew how it felt. Even then, people couldn't stop talking about me, behind me and no, not kind, sympathetic words about me, but how I again became a...
Every night I hope for a better morning
Every morning I wait for a night of hope
The irony about
Holding on to hope
Is that it gives you
All the reasons to
And then at the end
Just coldly kills you...
While today some people spent their days drinking, smoking, partying and being lazy, I was finishing a big deal that will be the beginning of something great.
Make every day count. Whatever you do you, make sure that it is taking you closer to where you want to be tomorrow.
Keep moving forward my reader.
Success and Love
For his heartbeats
are tied to the one
Who belongs to none.
Her wish was to glide
Through this world
To the one of dreams
Trail of dust from her feet
For that dust
Too he couldn’t retrieve
As the wind followed
on her heels.