In a world that's full of atrocities!
Cloud burst, flood & calamities...
Bomb blast,mishaps & casualties...
Humanbeing struggling to survive with lack of amenities!!!
Music paves a path..it binds all souls & imparts solace..
It just stays impartial & soothens - no matter what ever is your caste,creed or your race...
Music knows no language
It wipes your sorrows & un-cage your rage...
It knows no discrimination..no gender bais & has no age..
Music is, was & will remain "divine" with all it's grace...
It will touch us at least once in our life...in some phase!
I've always been a rational person with a weakness for dreams.
I like to think of people as bound to each other; that if two people are made to be together it doesn't matter how many months or years will pass; if they keep thinking about the other person and care about him/her, their fates will be connected forever. This means that will soon come the day where they'll hug again.
But again, I'm a rational, nevertheless a dreamer, person.
# weekly challenge
Words to be used :
I was swimming in a pool of uncertainties, to and fro, like a lost fish. That's when I saw you, laying down on the marble floor with crossed legs and hands covered in different colours of the rainbow. You were painting a song of hope, though bleak, but soothing to my throbbing heart. I dared not approach you and ruin your artwork so chose to float in the middle of my chaos. My arms and legs lay frozen, watching you give life in a beautiful way so much so, I began to sink......
in your admiration.
I am still harbouring hopes when I should not be.
I think I am moving on but really, I am hoping.
I understand now that if I want to move forward fully, I have to stop hoping and leave it all behind me.
Allah knows best.
You must never fear the future.
Embrace tomorrow with a fire in your belly
and a spirit strong enough to break down walls
and you'll never fail.
- James McInerney
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
I have been going in circles it feels like these past 3-4 weeks
of trying to have my daughter back into my care.
I have spoken with attorneys and police offers.
now the next move is to file for custody with the court
and get her back that way. I hope that they will favor me
for I can be around and part of my child's life. after all,
she did come out of me.
My new man has been a big support in my life.
lifting me up. encouraging me. i'm working on myself, I am changing
my thinking pattern and working on my thoughts... I am working on
alot. I have a job orentation this weekend. yay! I will find out when I get
to go to work soon. I am going to be working seasonal flex position...
I remember the quiet hum
florescent tubes glowing so ordinary
like any other Tuesday in the store
and then the phone started ringing
"did you hear?!"
"turn on the news!"
The sights that followed
left us cold and numb
and I can still see the collapse
hear the shock and disbelief
watch true heroes spring to life
18 years behind us
a fractured skyline
of a dreadful mid-September past
I went to the theatre a few nights ago, to see Samuel Beckett's, Waiting for Godot.
Aren't we all just waiting for Godot in some sense
That Person, Dream, Faith that we crave in order to bring some meaning to our lives, to give purpose to our everyday struggle.
When what we should be doing, is embracing the meaningless chaos of the universe, and enjoying every single moment of our human existence, living every day with a freedom that isn't dependent on anything or anyone to validate our lives.
Names etched on
the head of a pin.
One name spanning
a bridge, another
undergoing a tunnel.
A blue name needled
into the skin.
Names of citizens,
daughter, the quick son.
Alphabet of names in
a green field.
Names in the small tracks of birds.
Names lifted from a hat
Or balanced on
the tip of the tongue.
into the dim warehouse
So many names, there
is barely room on
the walls of the heart.
By BILLY COLLINS
Tomorrow will be another day...
In case you needed to read that, dear reader.
Success and Love
We remember this week the innate calling of freedom that swells in the hearts of everyone in the world. May the world know more peace by as many people finding freedom in their country, in their language and customs, preserving for even the least fortunate the divine dignity of the human condition.
And in the imperfect process of cultivating Liberty, may we seek to understand more than to be understood.
माँ का प्यार , कोई धर्म का मोहताज नहीं ,
क्यू की दूवाओ का कोई मज़हब नहीं होता ।
Mother’s Love is not reliant on a Religion ,
Because Prayers are not limited to Religion , Caste or class
This is for the beloved ones here on this app that have created a small world of words where there is no chaos and only peace.
Thanks for creating this world and, in process, making our days fine for years.
Sat amongst the settled dust,
all the painful memories of us remain.
I have to fight the constant urge within me to settle too,
no longer wanting to be the person I once was with you.
My body aches,
a life from which I can never seem to escape.
Another piece of me,
another piece of us,
gets added to the settled dust.
‘Break the cycle’
- James McInerney
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
I read a news article Yesterday and oh how it disturbed me. Along with every news article that came across my feed. As I read These stories,all I can feel is the pain that filled my heart and the tears that stung the back of my eyes trying to force their way out. This world and the people in it that choose to create this chaos and ruin families by killing ,raping and everything your mind can imagine and then some. This world is becomeing a black hole created by what we refer to as monsters but are they really monsters,no they're Your Bestfriend,your Mom,Dad,Sister,Neighbor. Yes the people we call monsters for these terrible deeds are turning out to be the Very people we know. Perhaps the rea...
i parked my body by the river
and let my soul take in the view
of daylight skies
draped in a nepenthe
of whispers and sunrise
and this amazing thing called
p e a c e
i am addicted to the way
this quiet sings
i wrapped myself in slivers of nature
and let my heart be pierced with love
i watched night fall
into the arms of the land
and it held me too,
in its beautiful darkness
in its celestial magic
in its authenticity and truth
i took a midnight journey
within the stars,
and they soothed the anxiousness
of my meandering mind
they eased the ache in my tired bones
they provided a sanctuary,
a purity of purpose,
a beautiful breath of hope
(i am finally home)
- ashley jane