Sometimes you feel as if the ugliest parts of your unconscious have come up to the surface and started jumping on your uterus. No I ain't talking about period cramps. There is certainty about cramps, at least most of the times. But what's uncertain is what course life will take. On some days, I feel like I am in Utopia, dancing to the best of songs and drinking the best of mocktails (read cocktails). However, on other days, I feel like those disappointed fans of RCB that would just lose every fucking match in this year's IPL. Who would have known right?
I know the way I am being all casual about defining my situation seems like I am not in that much pain. After all, who has time to resort t...
¡eres una montaña rusa! Sin embargo, he podido darme cuenta de tu truco. Tienes muchos altibajos. A veces nos haces sentir bien y otras, no tan bien. Pero en eso consistes, ¿no? Gracias a tus variaciones aprendemos a sobrevivir, a madurar y a ser mejores personas. Gracias a ti, Vida, sabemos que después de algo malo, siempre vendrá algo bueno y eso nos llena de esperanza.
Once I had an image of myself
The images of me in the future
Some images of me at the very worst time of life can give me..
Then came some questions out of nowhere else but myself :
What if you don't have _ _ _?
What will you do,
if you lose _ _ _?
What will it be, if your life can't give you _ _ _?
Yes,, how's life if things work differently ?
Don't give up.
You're not done yet.
It's not over yet.
You are not stuck.
You can recreate anything.
Think new thoughts, learn new things, breathe and feel.
You have a mind that can think and a heart that feels.
Even when everything else is gone. This will stay.
No one can take this from you.
Literally the only thing that matters is you decide today and never look back.
Remember, Impermanence is the only constant.
Pasa el tiempo y la flor hirsuta
Sobre el ocre césped sus vestidos deja,
El viento levanta su raído tallo
Y desnuda al cielo su candor enseña.
De acunarse en despojos el dolor es vago,
En el canto del mirlo va la primavera
Con besos los pómulos de nuevo sonroja
Y otra vez la niña su mirada eleva.
When will I see you again? When will you call me? I’m patiently waiting please don’t take long cause I miss every little detail of you.
Todos estamos en constante guerra y es hora de salir al campo de batalla, listos para vivir o morir.
Si, enfrentar tus miedos es un impedimento para poder vivir plenamente. Vives a merced de ellos, eres el perro hambriento que desesperadamente espera las sobras de un poco de vida. Totalmente sumiso y dispuesto a que te aplasten una y otra vez.
Y vivimos engañados creyendo que nos gusta ser infelices, que amamos revolcarnos en la asquerosa miseria, y que nos encanta no ser nosotros mismos.
Tantos años postergué mi crecimiento personal por tantas "razones" que lo poco que llevaba se deshizo
Years have passed by but the LOVE that I experienced with you just doesn't seem to fade away
In fact, it has grown in me
Your touch ,your gentle kiss ,the way you used to call out my name and all the little things you used to do when we were together makes me miss what we used to have
Your old rickety bike ,which I struggled to push, when it refused to
start , in the middle of a busy street
one afternoon ,which was almost two decades ago .The way you used to come early in the morning ,with a bunch of roses in your hand , when I would say we need to talk .I remember our last dance together ,how you held me tight in your arms ,and ,had eyes only for me .There was no pretension ,it was sim...
Sometimes I wonder if anyone is listening when I say how I feel or are they just pretending.
Seems like alot of my love has gotten harder to earn, and even then it feels like my love is lending.
One minute things are awesome the next I lose interest.
When I say interest I dont mean money but in knowing the intranance and rest...
Rest of your life, are we to stay
Or are we to move.. are we into this together or are we back to love pretending.
ALWAYS BE KIND TO OTHERS
And if you cannot help them,
Just don’t to hurt them!
betrayed gets old, especially when you have been a positive presence for them and done nothing wrong.
I don’t understand why people will actually put time and energy into causing harm, pain, hurt to others.
it seems that the only thing people fail to disappoint at,
Is eventually being a disappointment.
Am I the first thought to cross your mind every morning?
When you wake up and reach for your phone,
And see the tiny little notifications light blinking,
Do you open it hoping it's a message from me?
Do you go through your day,
With my thought at the back of your mind,
Like a song you unconsciously keep humming?
Do you tell your friends our crazy stories?
When you are tired and low,
And your phone buzzes,
Do you hope it's me?
Do you walk through the streets looking at the world...
And random things remind you of me?
Of my favorite ice cream flavor...
Or how much I'd love to pet that dog...?
Do you see something funny and can't wait to tell me when you get home?
Do you see coup...
Maybe I don't want to have kids.
I mean I want to
But I don't want to .
What is the purpose of having kids.?
Giving birth attaching ur souls with them and one day die or cry for the distance between u two ?
And today, I lay defeated
Pinned down to the bottomless
The sheer weight of my thoughts
Pushing deeper into darkness
Where I come from
Roots run deep
Never forget where
You came from
Because you would
Not be YOU
Without the struggle
Along the way
Some of the most powerful conversations happen in space, not words.