Pray. It works wonders. Connect with the supreme power. Beg for forgiveness because no man is free of sin. Pour out all your sorrows unto Him and feel light. Unless you empty yourself, He cannot fill you with the joy you seek. Pray.
The new Melody (Angela)
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.
We see clearly,
In the eyes of our life -
Run from me,
What cause do I owe to thee?
Refraining from saying
Lost in a crowd,
I drink thou like pain!
Hemlock colors stain your lips,
I begged to die by
A knife as long as you were
As long as you remembered me.
Imagine what we could’ve seen?
Instead I bow my head,
And the crowd goes mad.
today is Pakistan's independence day.
14th August 1947.
72 years ago we get seperation from Hindustan.
more than 5 million people died in seperation.
There will be days when you would want to give up! You would feel hollow and would have no idea what to hold on ;don't worry just stay calm and re direct yourself this time with your instincts and don't follow the 'experts' this time .
Don't crave for instant success and don't envy what others have ,you just don't know their pain only their success stories is what you are aware about.
Work for a better YOU!
Leave a legacy behind ,create a path that is your own ! Never tested believed but just explored by you. Touch the sky but do come back to meet and live with those who excite your soul.
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!
Not written by me but very logical
thought of sharing with everyone ...
Enjoy life. . .
Your breath comes to go.
Your thoughts come to go.
Your words come to go.
Your actions come to go.
Your feelings come to go.
Your illnesses come to go.
Your phases come to go.
Your seasons come to go.
You have come to go.
Then why do you hold on to your guilt, anger, unforgiveness, hatred
so so so tightly,
when it too has come to go. . .
Let it go. ....
Lately it seems like
peace comes in pieces...
and I’m just trying to
hold them all together
Tiempo... Entrelazado a tu diformismo, mi alma se conduce: mientras sanas sus heridas con tu lento transcurrir, transmutas de a poco su mundano atavio, de sedoso hilado en raída vestimenta. Sanas y consumes, acaricias y apaleas a la vez, sádica atrocidad es tu dualidad.
¿Quién te sostiene? ¿Quién te detiene? Tan inconsciente como ufana te paseas, tan sin rumbo como sin prisa avanzas sin moverte. Mientras tanto, mi alma continúa recibiendo tu displicente sanación/castigo.
Once in a while,
Shut your eyes to discover your peace
Once in a while,
Talk to yourself to see where you're at.
Once in a while,
Pat your own back for a job well done
Once in a while,
Smile at your silly mistakes
But always forgive yourself,
For it is the only way you can liberate the self.
Gift Me a new Reason
From Years, I've been hearing and accepting all your excuses with you so amazing reasons. Sometimes, they've even made their way to my guilt. But Alas, thanks to that little strength of mine supporting me in crises. May I have the honor to be prized with some reasons, because dear the Box is empty and it's high time to fill it back with some new ones. Oh yeah your reasons of excuses. They and me lived longer than we together did. I have a better relation with them than you, so please dear. Fill it back, so I can scrwal into my sleep with a contended heart. At least they make me believe. Believe and beloved ones, both are such betrayals I say, their absence haunts you bu...
( Why do they have to miss the old ME?)
Coworker 1: Oh God! She finally smiled. Don't we all miss that old Angela?
Coworker 2: Yeah we do. We miss that live wire! Didn't we love to hear her talk? Sometimes childish. Sometimes childlike. Sometimes boisterous. The new Angela is always silent. We don't like this.
Coworker 1: Look at her. She's laughing. I hope she begins to talk the same way she used to.
Me (thinking): I would continue to be the same talkative Angela if my words were not misinterpreted, magnified and conveyed to the right person at the wrong time. I've had enough with people here. I prefer to stay quiet. I've no energy left to defend myself when in trouble.
Life is best teacher than anybody else,
Life is full of hope, pain and unexpected curves,
Its throws the best ball and the best song,
Living every moment of it, is the only thing that counts, for life is short and regretful.
Unite your mind, heart and spirit for the sake of serenity and choose to see peace, no matter what you encounter.
Love is what saves us when nothing else seems to work.
Pregnancy - A husband's point of view
I sowed the seed in her
After a night of lust, love and togetherness
She moaned and I kindled her spirit
She succumbed and I gave in
Together to create a
The test was positive
I was ecstatic
I was over the moon
Knowing that a life of mine
Was growing in her
I sat there, aloof
With none to share my feelings with
I was concerned too
I wanted to hold her hand too
But, they said
"You don't understand"
It's a women's world.
Wasn't I scared?
Wasn't I joyous?
Wasn't I apprehensive?
But, none mattered
I sat quietly
Tending to the financial needs
Of a grown family
And an addition ...
You are my peace
You are my calm
You are where I feel home
Blessings of God...
May Peace find you...
Dulcita writes ~
I'm the calm before the storm
And the storm as well.
I'm quiet before I'm loud,
Once loud, my screams reach out to hell.
Can't foresee my coming,
Don't depart once I arrive.
When unleashed is my fury,
In your fears, my vengeance thrives.
Slowly then all at once,
Devouring your being;
Your thoughts, all mine
Impossible is fleeing.
Your heart grows breathless,
In my tight embrace.
As I race with your mind,
Your body struggles to keep pace.
Trembling are your arms,
Mine wrapped around your throat;
Grasping for air, I leave you,
Sinking your barely floating boat,
Rest not, I'm always here,
In uncertainty lies my strength
When you least expect it, I will strike,