BADA HO RHA HU MEIN
1997 me jo pehla rona roya tha
kuch mahino 15-15 ghante soya tha
vo duniya aaj q kho rha hu mein...
saayad bada ho rha hu mein
maa ki goud mein so kar suni vo kahaniya achi thi
dosto ke saath ki gai vo bachpan ki nadaniya achi thi
19 ke table ko bhulne ki bimariya achi thi
fir q aaj iss moh maya pe ro rha hu mein
saayd bada ho rha hu mein
khelna kam kar diya
sona kam kar diya
jo jigari yrr huwa karte the kbhi
unse hmne bolna kam kar diya
ego aa gya hai thoda
thodi self respect ki bat hai
jin risto ko sambhalne ki abhi umar nhi
unko qui jod rha hu mein
saayd bada ho rha hu mein
har class ke saath sapne badlne lge
kuch din bad, din rat or rat din mein dhalne lge...
Last few days were like my girlfriend blocked me
Feels good to open the app now :)
“If you don’t feel well and he says: I’m on my way with some Chinese food, chocolate, sweets, blankets & movies.
Definitely marry him.”
How tender the word, "dear," when used to greet one with joviality or sweetness. But, I'll spare you my bitter introduction. My hands refuse to shake at the release of kept rage; I want to rattle you by the shoulders yet beg forgiveness. What else can I do now that you've left? I've only the dim memory of the smell of your skin and the hint of your breath on my cheek after a once soft exchange. The answers are pinned beneath your eyelids, which remain closed to me. Your shoulders hunched, and you refuse to reveal your true self. You never told me why.
Left in abandon, you created what you swore never to cause; a chasm of clatter echoes in the wasteland. I wish to excise previous promises, ...
She felt his hands behind her head and soon her blindfold was off. She squinted against the light, letting her eyes adjust. She could not see anything, though; it was all a blur from the tears. She blinked and blinked until finally, she could see. Rita looked down at her chest.
Her nipples were swollen and she had never seen them so red. She had also never seen the silver dumbbell-shaped jewellery now piercing through each of them …
Rita awoke to darkness. She remembered little of the events prior to her sleeping, other than the fact she had been as exhausted as ever. She remembered being untied and curling up in a ball. A blanket was brought over her naked and vulnerable body, and for the ...
Nós nunca estamos sozinhos, muitas vezes a solidão é grande;
Às vezes ela é auto impostam às vezes nos sentimos assim. Sozinhos, abandonados ou nos isolamos.
Mas mesmo nesses momentos, tanto por escolha ou por nos sentirmos assim, sempre tem alguém que nos apoia, mesmo que em silêncio tem aquela pessoa que torce por nós e quer ver nosso sucesso e felizes.
A solidão é passageira, um estado que muitas vezes também trás benefícios pois podemos pensar com clareza em qual caminho seguir.
Mas lembre-se, que nunca estará de fato sozinho.
THE TANGLED CHAOS
It just starts when all the pieces around are tangled up together in the form of a chaos.
What to do when this chaos just overrule all the other possibilities you think you are having?
In this situation of tangled chaos of a person's life where he is bind tightly together with the strings, where in each string try's to pull itself a bit stronger to put him on a roll, that's the time when he waits for a ray of hope that can guide him correctly in a right direction.
But does this ray always be on a right time to guide and if not then what does a person have in option to be stable in the situation.
These is the time when spiritual vibes genuinely works at its be...
Y me sigo imaginando con usted, es la más bonita manera de morir a medias.
I am back as always, one day before my birthday. Actually it is 20 minutes before my birthday now but okay.
I am going back to campus tomorrow. 3 hours flight and one hour drive back to hostel. Take a proper 6 hour waste of my day, excluding the stress of reaching the airport on time and carrying the exceeding-the-limit luggage and all that waiting in the air- without the internet. How do you stay without network for 3 hours on your birthday hoping and fighting against the self-made notion that somebody might have remembered your birthday and wished you.
Okay, to the point, I am not excited. Until last year, I always had this gnawing feeling inside of me a mont...
How are you doing Lady?!? Gosh, I miss you.
So, as you can see from the date, this took me a while to send to you. And just to clarify, I've missed your matronly presence in my life longer than before I sat down to type this to you.
Now that I'm here though, I'm not very sure how to go about this. Staring at this screen is so different to our many conversations. Whether they were in the car, over a meal, on your couch, or a walk with the Momo and Trip, etc.
I dunno, like if you were right in front of me right now, I'd hug you. Make sure you had an hour to spare, and then just gush about all that's gone on lately.
Not that I can't do that here, but I'm saving it up f...
¿Qué hacer cuando tienes una persona que lo sientes como un punto medio?
Que te ame con locura, pero no piensan lo mismo.
Que te ayuda pero no te inspira.
Que te es posible ver una vida juntos, pero no lo deseas.
Que te escuche y lo escuches pero no son las mejores pláticas que has tenido.
Que lo ames pero no deseas formalizarlo para siempre.
¿Qué hacer cuando tienes a una persona que lo sientes como un punto medio?
Some days I have
More than enough
And those days I
For all that I've been
Through, and who
I came out as, in the end.
We should all celebrate
The beauty in surviving.
Retomaron su vuelo,
Las letras, los secretos,
El verde se intensifica,
Y la luna se refleja
Más allá de su altar.
Los latidos agitados
Abandonaron la PIEL,
Y los silencios flotan
Al compás de mi ser.
aquella calidez _ya no_
No es privativa del querer.
Mis manos me acarician,
Recuperé la esencia,
Que dejé en otros pies.
Se abren los caminos,
Y en ellos explosiona,
Mi sombra y mi timidez.
Ese ser latente
Que temía dejarse ver.
Looking at his eyes
I said, "I love you"
His eyes were dazzling
His lips were mumbling
But deep down in my heart
I knew I was lying.
Each time we made love
I said, "You have my heart."
His kisses grew stronger.
His passion dived into me deeper.
But deep down in my soul,
I knew I was lying.
Each time he hold me tight
Each time he bit my ear
My goosbumps said,
"You are the one."
But my skin knew
I was lying .
He loves me like Romeo
He kisses me like
There's no tomorrow
He holds me like
I am his goddess.
And each day passes
His love grows deeper
His passion grows stronger.
But deep down I still search
You, in his eyes.
My kisses still search
You, in his lips.
My heart search
Your scent ...
...se que esta son solo letras, otra imagen que muy posiblemente sea borrada por algún motivo, pero de todos modos quería darte un detalle, que se que no se compara a tus talentos, pero algo es algo.
Espero que este día sea diferente, para bien, que tu rutina se rompa (con tanta familia, las visitas, fijo estarán desde ya o eso espero).
Me gustaría desearte muchas cosas para este año de vida, pero se que le tienes animadversión, asi que solo espero que este año sea mejor que años anteriores, se que asi sera.
Nunca te olvides que tienes a alguien, aunque sea muy a la distancia, que se preocupaba (a lo wey) por ti y que te quiere muchísimo. no es mucho, pero algo es algo.
Books and relationships
While cleaning the bookshelf ;
I look at all the books.
Some bought, others stolen
Some borrowed but never returned.
Some I got because the title
For others - the cover.
Paperbacks and hard-bounds.
Most I hadn’t read.
Some, I started but left
A few I had read completely.
And I couldn’t help but notice
As with books, so with relationships.
How many did I quit reading,
Still looking for closure.
I never continue a book I left off;
Never looked back.
Always in anticipation of the next,
And the journey that’ll unfold.