While you were merely infatuated
With something of me
I was purely in love with
Everything of you
Being single is living a life of
Independence, (Love for self)
Being in relationship is living a life of
Responsible, (Love for someone)
Being married is living a life with
another life of caring,
sharing and living
together is married couple love.
(Love for Love).
When you walk down the road of life
You will fall down number of times
You will be bruised and bleeding
Sit down and cry for a while
But wipe your tears and start walking
You will have pitfalls on the way
Pull yourself out and march ahead
For you are strength incarnated my girl
You resurrect yourself every time
For you are the goddess herself
You have the power to create a life
You are not letting a pest destroy you
Get up and get going my child for
A beautiful world awaits you.
A beauty sat near
Went off electricity
I suppressed my gear
Being satisfied with her proximity
As I love teeth than anything.
Till fourteen years he exiled
Abandoning his realm,
To kill the demon Ravana,
Even boulders couldnt sink,
The path almighty had created,
none could deny,
The demon was destroyed,
in his molten gold ire...
Beauty in Darkness
It's 15 past ten.
The blackness of the sky
Seduces me to stare at it.
There's a certain force
Which I can't resist.
The thin sheets of clouds,
Are like dancing with the stars.
Yet the beauty of the moon
In the darkness,
Reminds me of our
Old-fashioned love affair.
Perhaps, the most beautiful
Darkness I ever had.
I wonder why sometimes we could fall of the edge of sanity and dive into our whims and wildest fantasies that runs deep under our skin and watch them come alive in raw fashion. The messy and the ugly you. The beautiful and the damned you. The person you thought you always were but somewhere along the road life happened and it's just a chapter in your memory lane. And it feels like a dream you just woke up from and you find out you are no more beautiful or funny or messy. Anymore. It's a wildest disaster isn't it? But what if I told you "it's just the beginning of your beginning and you damn well can make a hell of an interesting story again". But you need to wake up from that loop of madness....
Not all stories are about beauty and the beast OR Cinderella and her prince....
Some stories are about these ordinary friends falling in love as they look into each other's eyes under the silvery dim moonlight on their very first date...
And Maybe it's these ordinary stories which find their happily ever after...
Whether it's a stromy night or a
gloomy morning, these are the stories which always survives...
“A women’s beauty isn’t always seen. It only can be seen in the eyes of the beholder. The little things he will notice whether its her whit or her sense of assertiveness. Her beauty is demonstrated in her words over her appearance.”
“You get mad and judgmental about all the right things. My body aches to hold you and feel the passion that surges through your body when you’re mad, but I’m trying too hard not to fall in love with you and not to laugh.
“You remember playing with my hair as I brought you home and I remember us talking about how arrogant I am.
“I liked talking to you because I felt like you actually listened.
“And it’s all of this and so much more. You’re always willing to help me and you remember all the things I say and everything that matters to me, and even everything that didn’t matter to me.
“Relationships are much less about the sex and more about the other things, emotional support and such.
She was powerful,
but not because she was scared
But because she went on so strongly
Despite her fears.
He begged to call her his ‘QUEEN’
But what good are crowns
To lions in the grass.
A bright sun shall move your way,
Like a sunflower the sun itself will follow,
The swift soft breeze flowing like wine,
Im telling you, you make their mornings,
And they? Mine.........
I am sitting right here in front of my computer as I write this in a certain vaguely disappointing location far away from home. To be honest I have no idea what the word "home" means anymore. I am stuck between nowhere and everywhere. Confused and carried away between here and there. Caged away into the labyrinth of my own unfulfilled dreams and the consequences of my own undertaking. And I have lost control over my thoughts and reality at the same time. Gradually as the clock ticks on, the light at the end of the tunnel is fading away towards nothingness. Towards utter nothingness. After that, it's all a blur that I could see and then I see no more....
And off to the world I went
To search for temptations
And scar my soul yet again
The love I gave you had a history of it's own,
My glass this fragile never endured such stones,
You kept me with your shoes, like the dirt under them,
I still cleaned them with the mop of my heart........
There will always come a time in your life that you will be stuck in a loop doing routinary stuff. It hinders you from growing, expanding, living the LIFE.
But when you realize that you’re in that spot (it will take time though), be strong and courageous enough to go out of the loop and create your own path to success.
Don’t go with the flow, make your own and embrace it.