In your arms,
I'm in my safe haven.
With you holding me tight,
I have no other craving.
All I need is that one look,
that says you're always there,
just like in a fairy-tale book.
Your eyes talk to me,
as the world stands still.
My once empty heart,
now with love does fill.
I tell you everything
and never with a lie.
All my worldly secrets,
and everything that once made me cry.
I know I can trust you,
to catch me if I fall.
If only I could explain,
how much love I have for you.
"One story with 15 phrases and sentences"
"Mistake of trust".
One word: Trust
Two words :Trusted life
Three words: I have trusted
Four words: I have trusted her
Five words: I have trusted her eyes
Six words: I have fallen for her dearly
Seven words: I have seen she likes
Eight words: it works for many days,
lastly a day,
Nine words: came, I decided to tell
her about my feelings
Ten words: endearing, tender, loving
vibe clutter inside to beckon for her,
Eleven words: day has come,
I have said everything, then we got apart,
Twelve words: Heart Broken and time stops later, she said "am engaged with someone
who is that (Someone) was ...
Be apart of your own movement, ride your own wave and be the one who's in control of your life.
Be the one..
life is very precious gift of God, so save it because your life is important for your family member and your friends. good afternoon. my friends.
My authority will become more real to you
And serve the interests I have placed
In your heart
Davidic authority commands angels
Tread lightly until you know their bounds
Jesus Christ is the Way, Truth and Life
Map, know and learn to interact
In the only way, destined by Love
Jesus is so much greater
The cross greatly more profound
Their presence always with His
Your presence at the throne
My dear fellow readers,
Words can change views, but only when they are heard to be understood.
I got too late to realize words and wisdom don't easily travel from ear to brain. They need to meet with something called 'experience'.
Experience teaches you lessons of life that, I personally believe is the essence of being alive.
Why do we have to be born raised fed taught etc ? It's to self realize power of creation and demolition.
We are humans-mix of demon and god. I define demon as negativity, destruction and selfishness. I define god as positivity, empowerment of self and surroundings.
Our life will provide us with various opportunities to learn the lessons of life to get closer t...
What could I possibly do
when my heart is slowly shattering for you?
When there’s this burning in my heart
and sparks lighting up the dark?
Believe me, I just want to learn
what it is about that burn
that makes its way inside my chest,
preventing me from getting rest.
Would you ever take my hands
to keep me warm
and keep me safe?
When you have tried all the means with all the best effort for something or someone but nothing works, it feels helpless.
When you have prayed to all the gods you believe in but no one answers, it feels helpless.
When you can't share your fears, thoughts knowing no one will understand, it feels helpless.
When you don't understand what will work,who will work,when will work, it feels helpless.
#how long you should hang on until and unless you are left with no option.
Those beautiful flower is a life
The more you nurture it with a perfect combination of light, hope, water, etc, the more it will grow .
Even the beautiful flower get filthy
Even the flower in mud grows beautifully.
In autumn they too fall, just too reborn. Too much of rain or rays can destroy it's beauty and little bit of everything can beautifies it more.
It's just like our life compare it and see there is always a beautiful flower with a sweet nectar after every Autumn.
I'm confused. I really don't know if I'm more depressed or more miserable. Are these two any different? I wonder whether I can ever be absolutely happy. Or at least as happy as people around me are. What is so different about them? Or their experiences? Are my problems actually that big? Will this pain ever go away? Or, like the old saying goes, "Time heals everything". Does it? Really? Things change with time. But that doesn't mean they get better. It's a sure thing that with time your priorities change, your point of view changes, but the issue is still unresolved. And as long as the roots are tangled up in your head, I wouldn't think that you've moved on exactly. I would rather say that I...
ना मुझे मंदिर में भगवान मिलेगा,
ना तुझे मस्ज़िद में ख़ुदा मिलेगा,
ये तो हमारे आपस की बात है, मुसाफ़िर,
तू बस झाँक कर तो देख,
मुझमें तेरा ख़ुदा दिखेगा,
और तुझमें मेरा भगवान दिखेगा।
I hated the idea of embarrassment
not because I was often so
but because I hated the idea
of the person I loved
looking at me with pity in her eyes
pity in his eyes
pity in their eyes
at me trying my best to play
waiting for someone to love me
the way I love them
The sleepless nights
the dark shades
around my eyes
the stinging redness
checks that have
Dried up of moisture
were a gift from u
that i have excepted
because u like me
Don't u dear allah?
This is the second one.
Although it can be global, it's kinda there in India quite a bit, even though that say India is secular.
And you can guess it, it's religion. This is even more sensitive than the prompt of last week.
There are so many things, that I'll probably have to write in another letter. But basically, we all divide ourselves and gang up against other based on religion in India.
If you're a Muslim, you're by default cast as a terrorist in lots of places, all over the world. It must feel sick to be branded and judged like that. But that's not the main thing.
I just want to see what your thoughts are because when I think of my love, she's Christian and I'm Hindu and she says ...
A gaping hole in my heart
A burning hatred in my chest
A scream held in my throat
And a love I’ll never get to express.
So what is it?
What does she have that I don’t?
Is it beauty?
Is it grace?
Is it love?
Is it fate?
Does she make you laugh, like no one else?
Does she hold your hand when you get scared?
Why does she get a piece of you
When I’m the one that deserves you?
What does she have
That I don’t?
What can I change?
I love you.
Isn’t that enough?
sometimes all you need is to collect the feather's hope to complete the wings of hope and fly towards your dreams.
It’s like this : a seed is planted;
and that seed is given sustenance for growth;
and that growth blossoms a perennial flower;
that flower falls asleep at dusk and wakes at dawn;
day after day, night after night until winter comes;
and when it comes the flower hides itself for a stretched moment of time;
a time when the sun warms us all and the cycle starts over;
in fast forward amongst all the memories and the thoughts mulled over;
all those forces that belong with your gray matter and your sparkling neurons… spiral;
they spiral in that same cycle over and over and you can’t grasp one moment;
you just keep spiraling and keep cycling;