It's ironic, isn't it?
How hope keeps us breathing
Just to kill us in the end
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example,'The night is shattered
and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
تنہائی آس پاس لوگوں کی غیر موجودگی کا نام نہیں، ہمارے آس پاس موجود انسانوں میں ہماری غیر دلچسی ہمیں تنہا کر دیتی ہے۔
Everyone had a part.
Mine was to leave ....
Sometimes, to love someone
You gotta be a strange.
Sometimes all I need is a person to listen my vent and tell me that its never gonna be alright and I need to learn to live with all these feelings .
If you are drowning in a sea, I'm kind a person who risk his life to save you, drag you out and left you alone on abandoned iceland, with no food or any help, to wander I saved your life or made it more miserable, That's how psycho I'm ....
"I was at that place and there is no way out from there except you die."
"Then how you came out from there?" asked surprisingly
"I died ..." he replied with no emotions ...
People come and go in your life, left blank spaces all the way along. You can't fill that room with anything. If you try to fill that void with some other person then you are the biggest fool. You can never be able to replace one person with other, no matter how good that person is he will alawys reamin someone else, create new space for every person, stop looking and finding older people inside new ones if you do so you will never be able to make new relations. But also remember everyone gonna left you sooner or later. You will run out of space by letting go and eventually left with nothing to offer to others. So, my friends use your spaces carefully otherwi...
I wanted to talk to someone. But who? It’s moments like this, when you need someone the most, that your world seems smallest ...
If you must cry, cry like a child.
The first thing you learned in life was to cry.
Never forget that showing your emotions is liberating ...
It’s too bad if a heart lacks fire,
and is deprived of the light
of a heart ablaze.
The day on which you are
without passionate love
is the most wasted day of your life.
Like you're riding a train at night across some vast plain, and you
catch a glimpse of a tiny light in a window of a farmhouse. In an
instant it's sucked back into the darkness behind and vanishes. But
if you close your eyes, that point of light stays with you, just
barely for a few moments.
There is no greater sorrow than to recall in misery the time when we were happy.
“The trouble is that we have a bad habit, encouraged by pedants and sophisticates, of considering happiness as something rather stupid. Only pain is intellectual, only evil interesting. This is the treason of the artist; a refusal to admit the banality of evil and the terrible boredom of pain.”
منم آن نیازمندی،که به تو نیاز دارم
غم چون تو نازنینی،به هزارناز دارم
تویی آفتاب و چشمم به جمال توست روشن
اگر از تو باز دارم به که چشم باز دارم؟
I am needful person, who needs you
I will take for granted very dearly the sorrow of a beloved like you
You are light of my eyes and your face is shining
If I give up you, to whom will go
I saw her ...
Really did you ?
Yeah ... it was her after so long I saw her and you know what is the good thing ...
She didn't saw me she didn't even realize I'm passing by.
You looks so exciting.
Yes I'm .... The past few years passed in blink of an eye I wish I could stop time there I wish I could .......
You never done with missing someone... it's an endless road of loneleness... way to go buddy ... way to go
Why was I holding on to something that would never be mine? But isn't that what people do?
A thought is harmless unless we believe it. It’s not our thoughts, but our attachment to our thoughts, that causes suffering. Attaching to a thought means believing that it’s true, without inquiring. A belief is a thought that we’ve been attaching to, often for years.
Nothing work's out just lit a one more cig and try to sleep once again ... ok ?