Writer's thought ...
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Don't read me. It's not me. I do work at my home , prepare food for my family, obey the law. I live quietly in the background. Don't look. Don't care. Follow her, or him. They are the hero. The adventurer on the path. I read my books. Listen to my songs. Don't stay here with me. Don't stay.
There's something about a man.. when he closes his eyes..
when serenity washes over him, and the strains of the day to day are replaced by peace..
In those moments of grace, you see him as he once was..
before he picked up the weight of the world.
Don’t be consumed by what went wrong or what didn’t work out. You’re still learning. Move forward. The mistakes you’ve made don’t define who you really are. Be accountable for your actions so you can grow, but always forgive yourself so you can heal. Constant evolution is a must.
You love me like the sun loves to shine
Like the ocean loves to surge
As moonlight loves a walk and moonbeams serenade
How much i love you should you wonder
Is like the rain that gently spills over
Replenishing your soul over again and again
Like a cup of love overflowing
Thank you for everything
Earn two friends in life :
"One like Krishna who will not fight but will make sure you win & another like Karna who will fight for you even when you are wrong"
Happy friendship day
All my amazing friends
I know I am not the only person in the world who puts a song on repeat when I find a new one that I love... Over, and over, and over, and over. :)
I am alone, but a voice calls from the dark beyond the street lamps.
“Don’t go home,” it says.
I walk faster, my head down, yet it repeat s it’s plea. “Don’t go home. Don’t go home.”
I made it home, but now it’s saying something else.
“You shouldn’t have come here.”
जब आ जाती है दुनिया घूम फिर कर अपने मरकज़ पर
तो वापस लौट कर गुज़रे ज़माने क्यूँ नहीं आते
Through my life this far I walked, alone
carrying memories in my heart, past gone
'Tween the chapters of my life, I struggled
barefoot down the flooded life, I rippled
There 'pon my hopes never faded away
lighting today with memories of yesterday
'cross dark valleys I wondered through night
moaning the memories of vanished sight
On this journey many a times I sat, I cried
and fought with lifes vulenerable tide
I watched o'er the mountains, stars above
crying and wishing for your, humble love
Tears of pain kept falling on me, like rain
as this loneliness engulfs me, with pain
"Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe." ~
The most beautiful people you'll ever meet
aren't always the ones
who catch your eyes first.
The one you could talk with for many hours and still have a million things to ask.
The people who have mind so lovely and special, you can help but fall in love with them.
Where everyone was forcing her
to put "Mrs" before her name,
There she chose to put "Dr."
The sound “Shi” in Shiva fundamentally means power or energy. In the Indian way of life, we have always symbolised the feminine as power — Shakti. Somehow, the English language found the same word to describe the feminine as “She.”
“Shi” fundamentally means Shakthi or energy. But if you just go on doing too much “Shi,” it will take you off-balance. So “Va” in the mantra is added as a damper to slow it down and keep the balance. “Va” comes from “Vama” which means mastery.
So in the mantra Shi-va, one energises it and the other balances or takes control of it. Undirected energy is of no use, it could be destructive. So when we say “Shiva” we are talking about directing the energy in a certain...
Roses are red,
I need to write,
Instead I’m on Lettrs
All day and all night.
We go to the meadow
And bask in the sun
You tell me your dreams
And I’ll tell you one
Then into our dwelling
You lay the fire
Continue the telling
The sweet song anew
We turn to each other
It’s only us two
I look at you
And you look at me
A haven of solace
Is what we both see
Sometimes I think my words are depressed.
I once told them to go out and play — they instead burrowed under my skin, built a house of rotting letters.
At night, they make sounds high-pitched and pained.
At day, they exchange syllables, pretending everything is well.
Two kisses. One
for hello. One
for goodbye. We--
we won't lose the
Love u to the moon and never back
I was an absent muse
you were wrong
I was the poet
the naked wild one
never to be tamed
the defiant one
who gave you fame
the one with no name
जब चले जाएँगे हम लौट के सावन की तरह
याद आएँगे प्रथम प्यार के चुम्बन की तरह
Good morning world,
I am so much happy , got a beautiful gift from someone very special and m lovin it ..... yeyyyy yeh yeyyyy.....
मरना तो लाज़िम है इक दिन जी भर के अब जी तो लूँ
मरने से पहले मर जाना मेरे बस की बात नहीं...
Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their families, their histories too. Talk to them, listen to them. They are alive poems.
A wish for you on your birthday, whatever you ask may you receive, whatever you seek may you find, whatever you wish may it be fulfilled on your birthday and always. Happy birthday!”
“ Another adventure filled year awaits you. Welcome it by celebrating your birthday with pomp and splendor. Wishing you a very happy and fun-filled birthday!”
Where will I be tomorrow ?
A question ...
I know time will answer
For now it’s just me And canvas
& few stars which I willingly scatter