I love the feeling when I simply stare at the sky & lose myself for a while.
And as many times as I blink, I see the colors change like vanilla, blush pink, deep blue artistically, settling down a whirlpool of emotions in my mind.
It's kind of live art painting with bright pretty colors & the motion tunes in a perfect way.
What an amazing place for the sun to sleep right?
Covered under some kind of a warm blanket with changing patterns every hour & every day.
But isn't it strange that the sky you see, will never appear the same again & even the moment you live.
Magic, in the eyes, I miss
And drowning, is more a lust
Than love maybe, and I don't mind it.
I don't mind overdosing you.
That hasn't changed
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
All grown up..
we have turned out
To be the hope of light
Light in a way
That is gonna help the nation
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...
It's fair to think of love as something that might put you on clouds or make you cross the oceans or even give you the hottest pleasure of the core.
But mostly it's the incapability of your heart to differ a soul from yours. x
In fact, sadder than I've been in a long time. The world isn't fair. I'm well aware of the fact, but why him. Of all the people in the world, why would you deal the shittiest cards to him. Hasn't he been delt enough? I love him more than words can describe and I'm glad to have him in my life but I'm scared. He's my best friend and I don't want to lose him. He doesn't deserve this. It's illegal. I hate his fucking stepdad. I hate him. I wish he didnt exist, but I know it's not fair to wish that upon someone. I wish he'd realize all his mistakes. I dont know where he went wrong but I wish he'd figure that out. My beautiful boyfriend doesn't deserve to be homeless. He's not even grad...
She was an angel
Left for heaven
Leaving her love behind in my kernel
Rains in July were depressing
Just like the moment of dusk.
Those things reminded me of him
Forgetting him was not an easy task.
I always wanted to be the girl;
In a man's memoir,
Mentioned with passion or
Mysterious with my heart.
For whom he would pine for;
Whithout whom his day wouldn't start.
Time flies by like a storm
And I find new lovers all along.
Some finds me attractive.
Some men are sepiosexual.
Some thinks that I'm seductive.
And all fails to hold me firm.
July rains are still depressing;
I am lying next to my new boyfriend.
His lips said, "I love you, darling."
And all I could was sniffing his scent.
We are naked under a blanket
But fail to undress our soul within.
Deseo & Propósito
Fue ese día en que la cotidianidad de mi vida transcurría sencilla, cuando me di cuenta de la importante diferencia entre estos conceptos.
Un día normal; de esos en que a veces tú Voz pasaba a iluminar mi existencia y a veces no.
La fórmula mágica para abrir mis ojos e intentar abrir los tuyos lo causaste irónicamente Tú,y seamos sinceros....
De toda esta breve historia,
¿Que no ha causado tu innegable Belleza?
Sé que no te es fácil a veces ver lo que pienso y soy, sin embargo te dejo leerme como aquellos libros guardados en tu librero.
Pero para ponerlo sin rodeos te dire:
DESEO fue el impulso que me movió a invitarte a perdernos en palabras y tragos un domingo que parec...
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...
It feels like I'm cursed,
The unsatisfactory beige in my red,
A girl loved me once, pure at heart,
Gave her all to me, ready to desoul herself, I respectfully rejected her,
Realising I won't be able to give her what she actually deserves,
yet she cursed Me to feel the hurt she's going through.
Oh I'm feeling it every bit-
All the time I was with someone, desouling myself,
for the person I thought would love Me with her all,
Unknowing, that she's soo deep in her past, she doesn't have enough left for Me.
She just can't Move on from her first love, who she lost
And yet can't lose her second love,
Coz even after rejecting her, she'd still do everything for him, coz she still loves him......
Relationships and friendships come to an end for a reason. The turmoil and stress it brought into your life was meant to drive you away and help you realize how much they would have kept you back from blossoming into the person you have become today. @PLECCA
It's funny how the chain goes,
Unrequited Love they say,
Her guy loved a girl, his love?
My girl loved a guy, her love?
I love my girl, my love?
A girl loves me, but her love?
Some guy loves this girl, yet his love?
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...
Few of life’s ironies:
- Feeling trapped between sadness & happiness
- Wanting to let go, yet wanting to stay
- Telling someone you love her, yet choosing to always break her heart.
The night which twists my soul around
The smile which makes my sword swirl around....are they not strong to pull me down and throw me up...
The touch of darkness and its embrace of cold....does it not remind me of those bewitching eyes...
The call of the dark which howls like a raging wolf...Sounding like your call to me...
The tip of my spear to slash down the world, just alike that sleek tongue of yours...
The walk towards the journey of light akin to pulling myself away from you...
For the ying and yang to stay together...
To show demeanor of death and hold the world of compassion
Not to let go of the embrace of cold but also to hold down the warmth of the world
For my journey isn...
To the one who survived,
walking down a desolated land in a night with my eyes staring at those twinkling stars. yet, stopping in my path and roaring out into the sky with a broken heart
with tears filled eyes and a body fuelled by rage walking towards desolation and the darkness I find warmth in
for living in the light with patience and only love to be given...ive found nothing but pain in the end
for the bond which I once tried to hold on slipping away due to the love towards them
for the love which is sought as weakness and patience as an inability....for the bonds which I've tried to save and to mend my broken heart again
yet, with a smile, I've received it again one last time
its been 2years now... since the day I grew a pair of wings to fly in the sky and reach you
2years since... the day when I first felt as if I have brought my world down to your knees and make you the hilt of my sword
2years since... I've seen those pair of dark eyes which once meant the world, the presence of which made me feel that I could ward off...the greatest forces on earth
2years......since the protagonist of the story lost his emerald jade in the midst of benevolence and hatred
2years....since it turned me into the loudest person on the planet...with the spark of my soul lost in darkness
2years... since I've encountered the strangest of events with a gratifying smile ...
દુનિયામાં આવ્યો એકલો હતો,
પણ આજે તારો સાથ છે,
જવાનું પણ એકલા જ છે,
પણ ત્યાં સુધી હાથમાં તારો હાથ છે,
રહેવાનું નથી એકલા હવે થી,
કેમ કે હરહંમેશ તું સંગાથ છે,
મજા માણવાની છે હવે જીવનની,
કેમ કે તારો સથવારો છે,
આવશે અને જશે ઘણું જીવનમાં,
પણ તું સદાય પાસ છે,
રહી જવાની તો બસ આ યાદો છે,
કેમ કે આ "પરમ" ની તું ખાસ છે.