I walk out of a tiring day,
And crawl into emptiness,
I felt the isolation lurking in,
Thought self love could save me,
Oh boy, how wrong was I ?
I know how to care for myself,
But I don’t know how to shut
these voices inside of me ;
Sometimes I get up -
middle of the night,
to unknown voices greeting me,
And I hide inside my blanket,
the monsters under the bed,
won't crawl out to grab me,
but I just don’t know how to hide,
from the monsters inside my head.
Let’s be honest, we are all a little selfish. If it’s not everyday - then we have been selfish more than once - and that is okay. When it comes to a point between you and another person, choose yourself. You don’t have to live with a decision you take because you don’t want to be labelled as a bad person - you want to live with no regrets, so do things that you know for sure will not create you a pyramid of repentant. Not everyone will like you or compliment what you do, some will only pick on your negative points and constantly degrade you ; to each of its own but that should not be your verge to decide your abilities - keep following your dreams and live your passion.
O’ silly, this moment will pass but lost life? Never. You are never going to get it back. My advice? Scream out. Cry. Get angry. Go for a run. Repeat. But don’t stop living. Don’t stop breathing. There is something alive inside of you, don’t you ever dare to take it for granted. And the biggest achievement is walk through the pain because no matter what happens, you will always build your strength. You will always be stronger than you were.
I lost my desire to sleep below the moonlight,
Often waking up to the sound of raindrops hitting my roof,
A gloomy feeling overwhelming, drowned in my own fear,
surrounded by pitch darkness, but there's a light within me,
guiding through the coldness,to watch the colors of rainbow,
to touch the dancing clouds, to feel the fresh air on my skin,
For the valiant soul I am,nothing is ever impossible,
I don't know where I'm going, but I am on the right path,
not now, not any sooner,someday I'll be there,
where I've always meant to be.
Don't you think the world will be a better place if we teach our kids to read , from an early age? Provide them books that ooze out positive words and energy - all good things of being a human, to appreciate what's around us, and the people directly - indirectly involved in our lives. How cool would it be for them to go out, play at the park and then come back to their home, pick up a book and read it. I think people who read a lot of books are the peace keepers of Earth.
To fall in love is an act of nobility- you give and give only not to expect anything in return. And when you hear a voice unexpectedly offers you the Holy Grail- that tiny constant jumps in your heart feels heavenly.
Thousand of reasons running in my mind as I push my body to the side of the bed. I got a glimpse of the door and my mind diverted. My focus was on the door.
That is where people walk in and out. That is where exactly the first sign of my heartbreak begin.
People come in without knocking and they leave without a word.
I couldn't look at the door anymore so I adjust myself on this bed.
This is exactly where I was stripped naked.
Emotionally. Mentally. Physically.
This is where I allowed him to see me. See the real me.
The way I cry. My weird laugh.
My true words from heart.
Everything about me.
I was left with no secrets.
And he left because I was no lon...
People convince you all kind of things, but deep down your heart, you know, those words uttered are not the truth. That is the issue with trusting people, you trust them blindly and they break your heart. Sadly, it is just another cycle of life. As simple as the incident could be but something about it pricks you deeply - like a needle piercing on your finger. Do it once, its fine. Do it twice, its fine too but do it repeatedly, it will hurt really bad. And eventually, you just give up. Because you know you cannot do it anymore. You cannot fight it anymore. And the worst part is, any effort, just any effort will never make any difference because you are not what they want. So, what do you do...
Remember the first time you fall in love? That butterflies rushing in your tummy feels? That heart beating fast and the feel good moments when you catch a glimpse of the one you love? Receive a call or text ? That is not the kind of love I know. I know how badly you want to get out of this mess and walk into that room, relive that moment of bliss. That is not love. Love is not of the complications we have in life, we presume it is one of it. But its not. To love someone is not all about the spring season. Its not all about the beautiful summer. Loving someone could also mean cold feet during winter - it hurts. It could also mean letting go, just let them go, like autumn. Love could also mea...
life is a seed in a pot,
you're the caretaker,
What will you do?
sit and stare, do nothing?
hoping it will grow without nurturing?
Or pick up the watering can
and water it?
to put effort and time,
and know that it will grow,
whatever that you want,
The choice is always yours.
She's a warrior,
she's a survivor,
she's strong and emotional,
she's a crazy gauche,
her soul is a fierce lioness,
loyalty runs in her vein,
and love pumps her heart,
she's an epitome of stoicism,
but don't you ever dare,
to provoke her wild side,
for when she attacks,
she will rip you apart,
and you'll be left with nothing,
nothing of which you'll be proud.
In simple words,
everything about him is good,
but he is not better than me.
First of all, I would like to wish each one of you a very happy new year ! I want 2017 be the best year in your life.
I am not a fond believer of resolutions. I believe in the work - hence I want to make a change and I'm requesting anyone, just anyone to send me a letter.
Let's start the year with exchanging letters. And let's have a good chat in the letters. Let's not talk about physical beauty and lets focus of intellectuality. Let's exchange our brainchild and enjoy a good pen-pal moment.
Lets speak our heart and mind out. Lets make use of Lettrs as it is one blessing(s) we have as we've entered a new year. Let's the collect thousands of pen-pal moments for the next ...
You are not hurt.
You have no reasons to be hurt,
You know you love him,
trillion times more than he does,
but that is okay, perfectly okay.
you don't need the same kind of love,
Well not from him, he'll never be able to do it,
It's unfair for him,
And you hate putting him in a situation,
where he got to choose,
And you hate the answer,
you don't want to be a choice.
You want to be the one,
precisely - the one and only.
But it's okay - if you're not the only one,
You love him,
and love is not always about two sides,
And who knows that better than you do?
But, my dear - remember this fondly,
you don't have to crawl down the stairs,
never to please him, or his needs,
All year long - Christmas is my favorite festive season. I, generally as a person, love festive season(s) - be it Diwali, Eid, Or Chinese New Year but Christmas holds a special spot in my heart. I love the serenity that comes along the celebration and the excitement while opening the gift(s) I've received. Christmas taught me that sometimes giving is all you need, for self healing - I found my joy in giving gift(s) than receiving one. But I cannot deny the fact that I love the little butterfly inside of me when someone hands me a gift. I also love that I can always brag about me and Jesus sharing birth date ; honestly, as lame as it may sound, but trust me , its cool ! And also, a little conf...
Be someone's sunshine through the crack when they're stuck in darkness of their past.
You ask, why him? I could give you a long paragraph with a million reasons but let me, just let me make this easy for you. Imagine this ; If I'm the soil, then he's the first drop of rain in a dry season. He makes me feel the same way. He is the sunshine through the crack in a dark room. My dark room. My monsters. He light me up when they repeatedly took my light away. He built me up when they constantly broke me apart. He makes me a better person ; the kind of person I've never imagined I could ever be. That is all about it right? The person you love shouldn't always be the one to destroy you - sometimes, they re-construct you. And I believe that is , that is the very reason our planets all...
2.30 am musings..
I remember the night before you left,
I held you tight,
i teared a little,
You pushed me away,
You said I was too emotional,
That was not me,
I never cried in front of anyone,
But that night, THAT NIGHT, something felt different,
It felt like it was the last time,
The last time I'm gonna hold you in my arms,
the last time our lips gonna meet,
The last time i'm gonna look into your eyes, then slowly whisper ”I love you”, in your ear.
That night, I remember that night,
You wanted me in your arms,
You WANTED me.
You really did.
I'm on the same bed,
Wanting you to want me again,
How quick time flies,
Your love is a strange thing -now.
The morning is bright,
the flowers are blooming,
And birds are chirping,
All out of my window,
Here I am lying on the bed,
I know I'm not going to see him.
Not anytime soon, but I wish.
I wish I could see him-again.
I wish I could hold him in my arms,
To touch his lips with mine,
Just to feel his warmth body,
But how silly of me,
To think of something that is nothing but like a phenomenon,
Like once in a blue moon or,
Like the eclipse,
I'm not saying that i'll wait for him,
Certainly not till my last breath,
But I'll wait for him,
to knock on my door - again,
Till I find a way to walk out of this,
into my garden of nothingness.
Books I want to read,
eclipses I want to witness,
flowers I want to nurture,
trees I want to plant,
stars I want to gaze at,
The roads I want to drive on,
the cities I want to visit,
people with my kind of vibes,
one day - amidst the twilight(s),
we shall meet.
The Other Side of Moon.
I don't believe anyone wants to be mean because it makes them happy. I think people do things in such way because of the emptiness they feel inside. May be, they're hurting internally so badly, that they no longer able to sustain it within them and it starts flowing, as negativity. I think they just need someone to hold their hands with an assurance that everything will be fine. Being mean is not equivalent to being evil- its just one of the ways people conceal their true identities.
Like one of those costumes people wear to a Halloween party and I do think its not a very enjoyable experience for them. But again, may be, just may be, they have been in there for so ...
What you do you feel when the first drop of rain touches the soil in a dry season? He makes me feel the same way.
You need a break - from all things that's been keeping you awake all night. The feelings that got you hiding under the blanket. The people that have been breaking your heart. You're not sure how to be heartless ; the first and foremost thing that comes into your mind are the choices that have been laid in front of you and what would you choose. Experiences? May be, but you've learned a lot. You've learned that good things will be bad for you one day. The people you love will never love you the same way. The friends you thought will have your back are the ones who's gonna stab your back. And you, eventually gonna get tired. You don't want to let go but when it's killing you from deep inside, y...
You're a secret box of surprises,
the first phase of you is gloomy,
the second phase is painful,
as I dive deeper, the sweeter it gets.
When you're in love and missing that person, everything looks pretty. Everything looks mysterious too. Everything looks questionable too. Darling, it's just that when your heart is aching, your mind is finding a way out - out of that painful cage, and fly high to a place unknown, to experience a lucid moment of knowing yet not knowing. And darling, this will be the moment you finally realize, the power is in your hand yet you refuse to hold onto it and you let it go. But it will be too late as you hit the ground hard, struggling to get up. Stay there, stay there long enough till you feel the strength building up at the bottom of your feet ; strong enough to push you up. Time will always get...
“To be honest, I don't want riches. I think the best wealth a man can possess is his loyalty to his woman”, Catherine replied Ray's ridiculous accusation of her wanting his money. ”And that is why I choose to let you go, because I truly loved you. Well, I still love you but I can't compromise with the fact you can never be loyal to me. I'm sorry”, she ended her conversation with a phrase that left a deep cut in the wretch's heart.
Trusting someone blindly is foolish,
No matter how kind and caring someone is towards you, never trust them blindly. People wear masks, remember? What they choose to show us is what we see, not what's beyond that. There are always stories ahead of the full stop, you either ignore or dive deep in.
the world is a big bad place,
filled with hypocrites,
they'd clip your wings,
and lock you in a room,
And judge who you choose to be,
if you still managed to come out,
they'd decide to end you,
with their filthiest punishment.
Life is never the destination. It's a journey that leads you to the place you're suppose to be accordance to the routes you choose. Choosing the wrong routes are harmless most of the time - all you need is a proper re-routing and you'll do good. And choosing the right route isn't the epitome to a happy journey. That is the reason I believe in yin and yang ; the good and the bad has to be in a perfect balance for a harmonious life.
I'm a hopeless romantic and yes, I do believe in true love. It doesn't make sense that the idea of ”true love” only exist within pages of books or the silver screen. On the contrary, true love is not something you can find on the shelves of certain section at malls. It's something that comes unexpectedly that requires lots of hard work and enormous amount of pain, afterwards. The positive note, all these comes with a benefit ; being with someone you want in your life.
True love is not a piece of cake but true love is like the rainbow after s stormy day. Yes, we all entitled for a true love story only if we carry a vast quantity of strength, believe and the attitude of never giving...