It's been a year.
Not a perfect one but an enriching one.
Not always smooth sailing but always striving.
Not a fairytale ending but continuation of reality after reality.
What do I treasure most of all in all of these? I deeply treasure the gift of faith that I used to take for granted. Rediscovering my faith is experiencing beauty I never knew existed.
Alhamdulillaah (all praises to Allah).
All my heartfelt gratitude.
You keep reminiscing about him,
all I do is look at you,
Knowing I'd never have that,
It hurts to realise,
That the person you thought was the love of your life,
Never treated you as hers,
I'm just another lover,
Babe, I deserve everything
N I know you don't have enough for Me...
Dear Mom,
I wish that I could talk to you , this is one of those times I don't know what to do.
Your granddaughter needs anger management and parenting classes. Because, my daughter would never behave the way your granddaughter is behaving and still has no bond with her son. I'f I could send you roses in heaven I would have to ship them, and me along with them too you.
I feel like I'm failing her as a Mother, I see now everything I did probably made you feel like this. I miss you so much. Please watch over my children and grandchildren, when I am not there to protect them. Keep them safe Mom until I can get there.
I'm sorry for taking you for granted. I love you always.
The day you told Me "I don't LOVE you anymore"... You LOST Me.
Now everytime we fight and you won't talk, saying it's a shit concept -'talking things out',
you lose bits off of my conscience that fights for you.
N I win everytime, against that part of me. Funny how the roles have reversed.
There were times when I fought for you against you,
These are times when I'm fighting with myself... Against you!
|Silverthreads|
The Beach
"The Beach"starring Leonardo DiCaprio was released in the year 2000. It had an amazing soundtrack and I was captivated by the tracklist. The track by Moby and All saints were breathtakingly good.
I was mesmerized the first time I listened to the song 'Pure Shores by All Saints" . Coupled with the adventurous rush I experienced while watching the movie, I somehow was so impressed by the beautiful places that I resolved to live in such a place before I die. As usual my rational brain taunted me; 'how would I do that?' I didn't care and I didn't pay heed to the doubts. I just KNEW that I would have that experience.
Almost a decade later and after a lot of twists and turns of fate...
Wish fulfilled
Year 2006/2007, I used to go on walk every evening. Usually, it was music that captured my attention as I strolled. So, listening to music was an escape from the mundane daily humdrum. It was one of the days when I felt particularly creative while listening to music and the effect it had on me. The songs had left me wondering what if .... what if you could have anything in life, what would you have ? How would it feel?
It is then I came up with an idea to test life , whether life actually gives you what you wish for. At that time it was only one wish. I imagined how cool would it be if I would get a gift from a girl from another country. The gift could be a memento or anyth...
Idk what to title this
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I have written about love
A thousand times too many
I have writted about the loved
And even the lover in times
When I did not have any
-
I have written about follies
Of hearts that turned to stone
And those about another’s love
And even those of my own
-
My back on a cold floor
I stare out an open window
As the sky weeps some more
I write about love and sorrow
-
Of years and tears that came
Seems all I have are scars to show
Yet not all these the eyes can claim
Some matters only the heart will know
-
I have learned that love is outward
When one gives and gives more
No expectations, never inward
You never ask what is in store
-
For not all can l...
Don't you love it when people start christmas music before thanksgiving?
I hate it. Sometimes . . .
As I sit here and drink my coffee, I realize you all are some very important people to me. I am so thankful for you all being in my life.
I thank you for reading my letters which truly inspire me also.
Thank you for giving me your heart and in return I will take care of it by giving you gracious words that inspire me and you.
Thank you!
Some people rely on money to help them feel more secure and less anxious about their future. Others feel less attached to money, for they do not gain a sense of security or self-worth by accumulating wealth. They create peace of mind through the relationship they establish with themselves and others. @PLECCA
You cannot expect people with lower energy than you to be as consistent as you would be in the friendship or relationship. It is exhausting to them trying to stay connected to you. You, as a high energy person, must surround yourself with high energy people because those on a different frequency than you are not even capable of being consistent with themselves. @PLECCA
Those you find boring are only able to be with someone that would bore most people you know. The people you find interesting may be overwhelming to those with lower energy than you. Your energy determines the strength of your connection and the level of attraction.@PLECCA
I am not so easily uprooted.
My roots run deeper than your understanding of me.
I am not something to be kept.
Flowers are kept.
I am not a flower.
I do not have delicate petals;
my skin is weathered but it is not marked or discoloured.
I belong to nobody; I belong to me.
I live, I love, I breathe, I bloom without worry because time cannot hold me.
I am eternal.
I am forever.
I am me.
- James McInerney
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
The daily grind can take a toll on the soul.
That much heavy will eventually weigh you down.
Pause.
Breathe.
Focus.
The world can wait.
It is important that you don’t forget who is in control.
- James McInerney
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
I hope my words inspire those who were born out of fire, whose situations were once dire, who’ve dealt with liars, and whose hearts have grown tired; to never give up on finding a love that doesn’t expire. @PLECCA
When the attraction continues to further wear off after every argument you encounter with your partner, it is not love, it is lust. @PLECCA
we follow paths of knowledge,
searching for purpose
in the desert of our hopes,
in the forest of our fears
we are tangled up in blue skies,
bewitched by the taste of crisp air
and the soft flush of sunrise
that comes after the fall of night
we trade these autumn musings
for early winter whispers
we summon the silent strength within us,
determined to find the answers we seek
because there is beauty in survival
there is magic in finding your own way
- ashley jane
lace lips
painting pictures
with the color of poetry,
speaking in fragile whispers,
reciting words that taste like
golden butterscotch and divine apple
with a kiss of cinnamon sugar,
all delicately dancing on the tongue
- ashley jane
When it’s just lust, your connection will begin to slowly rust, and the trust you initially experienced will dissipate faster than dust. @PLECCA
If you cannot find a way to get me, it is best you forget me. Do not let me fall for your smile if your heart will remain in denial. @PLECCA
I’ve known a lot of people
Hiding their faces
Chasing the blame
Covering up names
Like cities lost to their streets
Recalling the fame
Was never the framework
Blueprinting the universe
Stars last longer than fireworks
Yet they all fizzle out
After the boom
I’ve known a lot of people
Hiding their faces
Like their streets
Have no names
-Joshua Ryan Stewart
I know how much you love me
I know you care
We are special
We share something unique
But, I want to you to find someone
Whom you fall in love with
From the first instant
And continue to cherish
Till your last breath
Who occupies your every thought
Muddles up your life
Who makes you weak in knees
Around whom you cannot think straight
Who fogs your brain
and leaves you breathless
Who turns you a hopeless romantic
a poet and a believer
who doesn't leave your thought
long after leaving your sight
With whom you believe in yourself and in life
without whom you cannot be normal
who steals your sleep
and wakes you up in dreams
Someone with who
you share everything
Be your own-self
and...
I will love you without question,
until I am laid to rest
and even then, I won’t love you any less.
The time I spend whilst we are apart,
shall be an ache easily forgotten,
the moment you are returned to my arms.
Do not live your life, when I am gone,
as though it is over too.
Time could never erase, regardless of length,
the constant cycle of me and you.
- James McInerney
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
Today I opened my casket of memories
Memories that were more than gold
There I found some parchments
Where things were written in the ink of our love
Things that were more than life
I found some balloons filled with the air of our hope
Some coloured papers and shimmers that added charm
Some tits and bits of love that we exchanged in private and public
And then opened my eyes to today
Only to see the keys to that casket stolen, lost
I broke it open with my teeth till I bled
Only to see soot, ashes and burnt strings
Some blown out balloons, and some torn papers
Life was like fading away, and I was standing still
I felt out of grip, but had to compose
Because my only resort had flown away
wi...
- GLEAM
One thing
That hasn't changed
For me
To me
Is the hope!
The hope of carrying on
The hope to stay
The hope that provides light
Even in the darkest of days.
From the world getting into all wrong
To the child who makes everything go right
From being a kid
And now
All grown up..
we have turned out
To be the hope of light
Light in a way
That
That is gonna help the nation
To sustain
Sustain in a way
That not only a handful
But everyone's happy and have joyous rays'
The one thing here
That is not gonna change
Is the hope
That one day
The trash will come to an end
The good shall prevail
Prevail in a way
That the hope will
Wave hands in cheers
Standing on its bay
Screaming in cont...
Why do I have to fight with this world to make them understand what I am?
I just asked for some love
And they want me to follow the rules...
- Sid
Flying on a line high up in the sky
Left all alone and forgotten out to dry
Day after day and no one sees
That they left you on the line the sweater of fleece
Cant they see the damage they do merely passing by
All the threads one by one start to untie
A heat struck day followed by rain downpour
Your dragged through the elements each day more and more
I see the damage they have done
All your tears and all your runs
You think they can never be undone
But I’m right here to help pull you out of the sun
Let me pull you down and mend the damage you’ve incurred
You keep trying to blow away with the birds
Stay still is all I ask I’m here to repair your past days
Not to tear you apart in new ways
Tha...
~To Be~
The freedom to be who we are without being required to be anything less or anything more, no judgement, just liberation, comfort and security in your own skin.. now that’s where the true, unadulterated power lies and has the ability to shine a light for the world to witness from within.
Be you~ in the skin you’re in.
❤️
"The truth doesn't set you free all the time. Sometimes, you end up paying for its fetters."
- Chandresh Parmar
At times
I am amazed at strength
I have.
and yet,
I cannot believe th e hatred brewing inside
toward everything around me.
Maturity fails
Promises made to myself no longer matter
Even tears don't do justice
To what i feel.
It's like being trapped
Being sucked in
to a vortex
of endless abyss.
I question myself
Where did i go wrong?
I find no answer
How do i set it right?
Endless boggling
still the same numbness.
Well,
Can i just walk away
Pretend like nothing happened.
Yes i can,
but i cannot.
not without knowing
if that's what he wants.
He is my baby
the one i love from the depths of my soul.
It shatters me to a million pieces
everytime i see him like this.
Is there a punishment...
And it wasn’t that you didn’t love her;
It’s that your heart belonged somewhere else and you couldn’t pretend anymore.
well....
I am going to work on getting into outpatient because inpatient I feel that it is going to set me behind. I want to progress on adulting. job, house, etc.
I know I need counseling services. Man
I wish my parents would have told me that life hurts. I don't know where to put all the hurt I feel inside. I put it in my pocket with the lint that resides there, but it comes out of the wash.
I put it on my sleeve for everyone to read, but nobody cares. I wear it on my face, everyone can tell that i'm sad, that I have been through something..How do I get rid of this ache? I do positive thinking & the pain lingers, still there, being felt. I have learned to live with pain. It's been hard an...
I am not so easily uprooted.
My roots run deeper than your understanding of me.
I am not something to be kept.
Flowers are kept.
I am not a flower.
I do not have delicate petals;
my skin is weathered but it is not marked or discoloured.
I belong to nobody; I belong to me.
I live, I love, I breathe, I bloom without worry because time cannot hold me.
I am eternal.
I am forever.
I am me.
- James McInerney
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
The first letter goes to myself.
Learn to make it on your own, learn to trust... only yourself.
Learn to love yourself first, and then who deserves it.
Learn to understand, to understand many things that you may not accept.
Learn to observe.
Learn to listen.
And above all, learn not to be ashamed of being who you are.
From myself, to myself.
And also to those who need it.
It's been awhile since I wrote anything of significance in any capacity. So many years, so many decades I searched for the "others" . Those mythical beings that were in easy possession of an infinite array of weird, magical and unfathomable ideas. The kind of folks I loved listening to and sharing with until 4 in the morning .
I traveled 48 states, 8 provinces and 3 countries over decades and sought out these unicorns, these ghosts of the world.
That the sad (but expected) and quite tragic lesson that I learned was that they or you (I suspect you who read this...) are very, very rare. I cannot count the many times when I started a conversation with someone, got my hopes up in the exc...
Kanha Shanthi Vanam, Hyderabad.
No matter how hard I tried,
I always ended up losing you..
I kept you so close to me;
But you still chose to leave.
I spent my savings on you;
But you never gave a heed.
I slept thinking about you last night;
Wanting to keep you safe,
because you were my only one,
My dearest!
But when I woke up , you were gone, Gone like the wind...
I let you keep my sight together, but you still wandered away everytime.
I never let anybody have you..
I treated you like my own baby;
But you were least bothered to hold on to me or my feelings!!
And there will come a day,
When tears have no place here.
And I fear its arrival, for the
Moment the rain clears and the
Clouds move on, is the second
The sun starts to shine, on a Time
When we are just you and I.
Melissa Marie
Hello there,
I found this hidden gem when I was looking for a writing app or something or other (can't remember exactly) a few months ago then I got busy and stuck in the rat-races of life these days but isn't that the same with everyone. So it sat there on my phone in a folder that I access quite regularly just collecting dust (so to speak), so today I finally had some downtime so I finally decided to set up an account and give this app a try.
I am not sure how exactly this really works but the way that I think that it works is that its like talking to the moon and stars in the sky above me when I am missing someone I love who has passed away just hoping that I could hear their voice o...
Look around you. Observe the world that you are living in.
Can you feel the beating of a thousand desperate hearts?
Can you see the fear for tomorrow in the looks of people?
Can you hear the cries of a thousand mothers who are losing their children each day?
Now ask yourself, is this the place where you always want to live?
Is this the place where each child expects to grow up when they open their innocent eyes and see the world for the first time?
Are you able to look in the eyes of those children without the feeling of shame for this reality full of evil, which they have to face?
Is this what we have prepared for them throughout centuries and years?
We cannot deny ...
Ich habe eine Katze, deren Name Tiger ist. Sie hat Zwillingskätzchen, nämlich Tim und Zinn. Wegen Hundemissionen habe ich ihn in einem Park verlassen. Heute nach einer Woche ist er wieder zu Hause. Ich weiß jetzt, wie sehr ich die Zinn vermisst habe.
I’m looking at you in love and it appears to me I see my image in your soul but I know that beyond is a water unfathomable to ever grip and I will have to splurge my life crossing it.
I love you and I know it will last forever, I will always traverse with a senseless longing to get as fast as thinkable in your deep persona, I will always preserve my desire floats stressed to you so the storm will never give us away, to halt the whitecaps of your garments drapery over your body with my palms, to held them in your chest and gape at the possibility of your smiles with a plea of waywardness.
What a lovely world it would be, where you stride with kisses, where you breathe with love and ...
Ok.This is the first letter that I write in this APP.I am a little excited now.(^ω^)
I want to meet with yours,and be your friend.My name is Siriy.
Good morning.
Im engaged! I am so happy and proud to be with this man. He absolutely adores me and has made my life so wonderful. I needed him and he has been right there to be the man that I need. I
The winds move through these late night trees,
Just as the burning embers of memories past sear me to my core.
These chunks roll around, leaving a path of destruction.
Feeling torn in half over a mere paper cut is so baffling,
I don't understand why it hurts so badly.
One last moment of bliss would be my wish on every first star,
I can never get enough.
If only it would just go away already.
In my cucoon I rest,
for it's by far the best
in which my genetic memory could invest.
From here I see,
a whole new play is played,
no words delayed.
Opted out of your virtual reality,
causing major frailty,
I rest in the real me... who doesn't feel guilty.
Nothing but authenticity,
there lies my honest "trick"
and if you accuse me of duplicity,
you're not seeing the whole pic.
I and you
can meet anew...
under new guises
this time the wisest,
but a voice says
"Don't rush God's ways"
Teda Kokoneshi
The surf is as restless as my crazy heart.
The sky has been sundered like my broken heart.
Never forget
But never again
Find heals in the wet
Marshland sunset
Riding the speed limit
Into the sun
As jupiter passed venus
To the moons open arms
The suburbs are singing my blues tonight
Neon bible singing my blues tonight
Funeral is singing my blues tonight
Never forget
I'll never regret
It’s been a while. 4 years have passed and everything is as chaotic as it was before. Probably even more so.
What have I been doing. Well, nothing to brag about that’s for sure. I still live in misery.
I do miss some of my younger years but I definitely don’t regret them.
Am I becoming old or am I just going senile? I think I’m both.
Life and me just don’t get along very well. We certainly don’t well together.
I still hate my life and always will. But I guess, the sentiments are the same.
Living Up To Porn
In an inkling of a second all the care and confidence you restored in her; you had made her feel like the most beautiful, loved woman in the world until her security melted down around her and a painful memory awoke
She’s not good enough.
It just took one glance at the image on your screen; the flawless curves; untamed and passionless sexuality, which sadly explained why you never made love to her even in the sweet moments at night; that glance shackled her spirit as her insecurities arose
She’s not enough for you.
“I promise” flew out your mouth as you commanded her to believe your lies without a breath of remorse or reassuring her heart. Defending your selfish affair...
My mother often spoke of a gentleman in tales, she would tell me this little story of a young man. He would forever walk with a silk-like, black stick by his side; medically it was unnecessary, more like a prop. With his stick in hand and waistcoat on, the gentleman would strut around the crowded town. Back then, the town felt as big as a city. You could often feel out of place there. One miss step and you’d trip on the cobbles. And the people, there was always so many people; the town never seemed to sleep.
The gentleman, although he acted as a righteous man, he was kind. Almost too
kind. Mother said “A man in love will always be a kind man… Until the day he is wronged.” I think I now under...
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Tu aroma no solo borra la nostalgia, me apasigua y me consuela en medio de esta noche larga, donde ni las tinieblas son capas es de extinguir la luz divina que dios te otorgó, ahora que incluso ya después de la vida, seguirá tan clara como el sol.
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Purity
Finally I am free
At last I am to truly be
The one I know inside as me
And not be held by chains
To the world I now sing my part
My mind restored as is my heart
I look upon a brand new start
With very little pains
I do not care to look behind
There's nothing there that I will find
To educate or soothe my mind
Just memories and stains
So onward now, forward I go
Where I shall end, I do not know
Across many bridges high & low
Walking the earthly planes
Forgotten? — The Hunt
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I'm looking around for what I can't find
Nor left or right, nor in front or behind!
And a worry of wonder:
Have I gone blind?
Why can't I find what should be there?
Nowhere, nowhere, where ever I stare!
Filling the void underneath my skin:
Roots of a chilling dark sprouting like weed from their mother: dreadful despair!
Yet I cannot stop for I know it's there!
What was abundant in my past,
Is in my present days rather rare.
And a thought of wonder:
Why such change?
Passing by are grumpiness and gloom,
Everywhere I roam, day by day.
Casting their shadows upon my inside,
Eating up dreadfully the available room.
And just when complete darkness...
Flashing lights and chanting crowds,
fueling my ego burning on people unknown.
I am a disappointment
One who took up the crown and rented it to the devil.
I drink toxins to keep away my toxicity.
To the people who see me other wise,
I am not the one who you think I am.
I beat myself up everyday.
Not on the outside ofcourse,
Scared and bruised on the inside.
There's no sign of who I was or what I wanted to be.
I have given up the idea of me itself.
Without the fuel the demons they eat me instead.
As the time slowly crept,
Days, nights, years,
Sometimes too fast,
And too mellow,
I ran from the things along,
Sometimes a herd of unknown,
Sometimes those known unknown,
Desires sometimes pulled me down,
Just normal human desires,
A craving for human touch,
An ear to listen,
A mouth to kiss,
I ran from places of joy,
Of merry and ploy,
And into abyss,
Or sometimes decay,
Of the body,
The soul,
When clouds would thunder,
Over my horizons,
I would sometimes wonder,
Maybe this is the apocalypse,
The night for the new beginning,
And pull over my blanket,
For I was scared,
Maybe I am scared,
And as I run,
To a place even I don’t see clear,
The storm brewing inside my chest,
The numb of my senses...
Dear Drunk,
Hello there Mr Inebriated,
I trust you’re doing well all things considered.
I just had to clear the air about a few things;
1. First and foremost your neediness for validation is really on my last fucking nerve and I can hardly stand talking/texting you because no matter what the subject, it comes out. Instead of saying you miss kissing me, you ask if I’ve been missing your lips. Instead of saying you dream of me, you ask if I’ve been dreaming of you. I can hardly stand how much validation you need. It’s a real problem cause I hate stroking your inflates ego with bullshit pettiness that really doesn’t mean diddly squat. Just stop already. If I miss you, I’ll be the one to t...
"We're all just a bunch of addicts, struggling with our drug of choice." - JmStorm
I'm sorry I was faded for a conversation
I stayed silent around your love
I was overly medicated for our phone call
I didn't know love was more than just a saying
I never showed you how much I really love you
I went through our life without showing you what love is
But I need you to know
That I'm terrified of the future
Because without you I'm nobody
I wish I would've had my phone at KFC tonight. The BBQ big crunch stacker. Double. It was so greasy it slipped out of my hand, off the table and right on my grandmother's lap haha. Ruined those pants for sure. Ive been home for an hour now and it's finally hit me. My stomach is too heavy to move off of this lazy boy. Now with that added to my weekly diet along with bigmacs, sweet and sour chicken, roast beef sandwiches and endless coffee Ill probably live forever.
I talked to an Aussie girl on and off for about 6 years online. I pushed her away again. I've done it several times over the years., She'd block me, I'd look her up a few months later and we'd talk again until I ruined it again. T...
Alone in the dark
Nothing is as is seems
No one knows im here
Nor can anyone hear my screams
I lay here and wonder
If this lifes worth defeating
Would it all get better if my heart stopped beating.
I close my eyes
And feel closer to death
It happens that way alot
When your addicted to Meth.
I have no real friends
Only people to get high with
People i see in jail and strangers i may die with.
Its tiring its lonely its not the life i wanted to live
Ive done things i cant forget
And things people probably cant forgive.
WORRY 101
You see, that's the thing about Worry, my love,
It's addictive.
You find yourself tuning into it,
The moment you are alone.
Like an unending novel you can't wait to complete.
From one scenario to the other,
Your mind unwinds down the familiar spiral.
There's always another worry to worry about.
There's always more string than pearls.
You see, that's the thing about Worry, my love,
It's infinite.
It doesn't require a rooftop balcony,
Or a designated area.
Public Worrying isn't an offence, not yet.
There's nothing to purchase,
Nothing to deal.
You see, that's the thing about Worry, my love,
It's convenient.
So I could go on and on ...
People are not addicted to alcohol or drugs,
They are addicted to escaping Reality....
Navanshu Dhar
I can still see them;
Smell them; taste them - the smoke filled
Rooms of my childhood.
JD
*No Escape*
The essence lingers forever - in the walls, the carpets, your
mind, and your soul.
#SmokeFilledRooms #NovemberFalls poetry challenge
Hey, everyone!
I just got done eating some yummy pizza, and I’m glad that it’s the weekend because I’ll be able to relax, which is awesome! 😎 I never used to enjoy relaxing when I was younger, but as I’ve gotten older, I appreciate being able to relax so much more! Relaxing can rejuvenate your body in ways that you wouldn’t believe, and relaxing even for a little while can make the biggest difference!
We just turned our clocks back last weekend, and it’s 8:45 PM here right now, even though it feels like it’s midnight! I wish it would stay light outside year-round! That’s wishful thinking though, right?
As the holidays are fast approaching, here are a few questions that are on my mind co...
Halloween, Samhain or what ever name you call October 31.
It has been one year of being smoke free.
I know I still have a problem because I still crave it. I still think about it. Every now and then I forget and look for my pack.
I still find it hard to breathe sometimes. Especially when I'm walking, that seems to be the hardest.
Although, being sick isn't as bad. I don't cough as hard or as much and my chest doesn't hurt. At least not like it used to.
I can be around people smoking that does not bother me or make me crave. I only crave when I'm alone and my thoughts are running wild.
I have an addiction and I know it. I am recovering. It has been a year without it.
...
#WEEKLYCHALLENGE
She feels complete..
With a thought of his presence in her life.
Just to make her feel happy & alive.
Just like a warm coffee in her hand
While watching cute little turtle playing in a jar kept on a stand in her studio apartment since she chose to slow down to breathe and not to chase what's not belongs to her in this life .
-Rav.
It's been a hard couple of months..
Trying to make it work...
For us...
For our children...
For our family....
You say you love me...
You say you care...
You say you'll stop doing things...
You think I'm happy...
You think I'm fine...
You think we're alright now...
Couple of months go by...
You got brave...
You did all them things again...
And again...
And again...
You didn't come home for 11 hours...
Your daughter cried herself to sleep because your the only one she wanted...
You didn't believe me...
She tells mummy she likes daddy...
But yet when you yell she crys and comes to mummy...
She's scared of you...
So am I...
The baby doesn't know...
You think your safe...
Your not.
But neither ...
Love is not a hot house flower
Its a wild flower
Born of a wet night
Born of an hour of sunshine
Sprung from wild seeds
Blown along the road by a wild wind
And
When it blooms by chance
Within the hedge of our garden we call....a flower
When it blooms outside we call.....a weed
- Forsyte saga
Today I opened my casket of memories
Memories that were more than gold
There I found some parchments
Where things were written in the ink of our love
Things that were more than life
I found some balloons filled with the air of our hope
Some coloured papers and shimmers that added charm
Some tits and bits of love that we exchanged in private and public
And then opened my eyes to today
Only to see the keys to that casket stolen, lost
I broke it open with my teeth till I bled
Only to see soot, ashes and burnt strings
Some blown out balloons, and some torn papers
Life was like fading away, and I was standing still
I felt out of grip, but had to compose
Because my only resort had flown away
wi...
His Vibe:
It is of this guy who is full of energy, but at the same time has so much going on in his mind. Its busy up there. Different thoughts. Different emotions. Despite all of it, he manages to always keep smiling and see the positive in all situations. He overlooks small differences and sees the bigger picture. His heart is that of a wanderlust. He takes pride in his work and strives for perfection. He is ingrained with a sense of helpfulness and pure intentions. He dissipates a feeling of warmth. He is humorous. He is serious when needed. He is a cloud.
A cloud that would never stay in one place.
Baaton me lakh inqaar kar doon ki nahi hai yaad tu..
Lekin in kamabakt aankho ko kidher chhupau
Emptiness
The room is full of happiness and new beginning ...
Watching everyone laugh, I manage to smile but what makes feel hollow.
Is the tunnel still not over?
What makes these thoughts re-enter?
More and more questions but no answer to give...
Just calm down and feel the positivity and see the people enchanting the prayers....
I'm being loved by a man to the core but do I love myself enough to see him do that?
Each passing day marks his growth and my stagnation.
The stagnation of what?
My happiness?
My happiness now seems to be dissillusional and these dry and gloomy months makes it even worse.
Probably all the roadblocks hit back and here comes the full circle.
It's very important to not lose your individuality in any case. Those who understand that and in fact, help you grow or discover yourself are the ones who deserve your time and energy. In the meanwhile, make sure that you yourself are not hindering your growth regardless of who's there or not.
Dance to your own music.
And as for the music, listen to your heart.
Whatever makes you feel alive.
Ain't nobody got time for anything less than that.
:)
- Journey
Like most nights I felt how quickly the hours of my day went by. Satisfied that all the chores I needed to do were off my list, I confidently visited the place in my head where all the things I want to do live. The random check was not as overwhelming as it usually is when I force myself to bravely face all that I have thought, all that I am willing to think about, all that I have pushed aside and all that I have locked away. I see a semblance of quiet organization like a bookshelf that I have put together from a box and dutifully filled with the vast collection I once had. Somehow I needed to celebrate the little things I have accomplished with a glass of pinot noir. The night was young and...
Teri duao me mein na sahi,bas tuje apni dua me shamil karne ki muraad mangi hai..
Khatam Sab hone ka andaaza hai muje, bas usse pehle ke pal me thodi si jindgi mangi hai..
Tere beimaan hone ka andesha hai muje, bas usse pehle ki thodi wafa mangi hai..
Tere chhod jane ki taklif hogi muje,bas usse pehle tere ruk jane ki ek vajah mangi hai..
Tere bhul Jane se khafa nahi mai bas, teri yaado ko na nikal pane ki Raza mangi hai..
Tu ja ban ja kisi or ka koi gum nhi, par usse pehle main TUJHE apna keh saku bas yahi mohlat mangi hai
Some days are good.
Other days we have to remember those good times and keep going on, no matter what.
Happy Thursday, Lettrists!
There’s only one more day of work for me this week, and then I’ll be able to relax this weekend, which I’m very excited about! What are my plans, you may be wondering? Well, I’ll be writing at least three more letters this weekend, and I don’t even know what I’ll write about yet, which is very exciting to me!
What’s your writing process like? Do you actually “plan” out what you’re going to write about? Do you brainstorm ideas before you write? Or do you just simply write what’s on your mind without thinking about it? I’m very curious to see your answers!
Even though I’m still relatively new on here, I’m starting to get more acquainted with this app, which is a...
.......RIGHT and WRONG.....
Nor wrong or neither right is there..
It's just our view to see the things....few believe that it is right whether some of them will totally going to disagree..
But one thing is very clear..
Somewhere when we strongly feel that this is right no matter how many person stand totally opposite to that and try to convince you that you're wrong and what you think is wrong..
Don't believe them..just have a faith in you and what your heart believes....this will lead you to what is actually need to be done, apart form labyrinth of right and wrong