I wanna travel, move around like a nomad.
Walk, till my feet hurt
And the pain is nothing but numbness.
Explore, till I no longer know the difference between happy and sad.
I wanna run, till the waves are tired of playing along.
The world is my home.
I wanna spend eons watching the sun rise and set, the Aurora dance. Watch life and death becoming one.
I wanna fly, never to return....
With my new found freedom till the universe and I are one.
When I was the light, the world adored me.
Now that I've befriended the dark, they judge me.
But tell me how am I supposed to shine,
if I don't understand how to burn like the sun?
It's very important to not lose your individuality in any case. Those who understand that and in fact, help you grow or discover yourself are the ones who deserve your time and energy. In the meanwhile, make sure that you yourself are not hindering your growth regardless of who's there or not.
Dance to your own music.
And as for the music, listen to your heart.
Whatever makes you feel alive.
Ain't nobody got time for anything less than that.
I think, the things far beyond my reach, somehow call out to me.
And I continue to look for magic in all of it.
The stars. The moon. Sunshine.
The deep ocean. The universe. Northern lights.
Maybe that's how I found you.
And indeed, you're far beyond my reach.
Some days are good.
Other days we have to remember those good times and keep going on, no matter what.
You wanna explode.
you wanna run.
The silence deafens you.
The chaos immobilizes you.
As you minutely observe everything around you,
you wonder the purpose of it all.
How is it that you're screaming and fighting,
yet your limbs are still?
How is it that you understand it all,
yet nothing makes sense?
Is it time's fault?
How can it be?
It consistently and diligently moves forward.
Neither too fast, neither too slow.
It doesn't have to be anyone's or anything's fault, does it?
How is it that you look for answers,
yet all you have are questions?
How is it that you look for peace,
yet you're restlessly looking for answers?
The time will never be right.
You will have to make it right.
So promise me my love,
Whenever you realize you need something
You will pursue it in all ways possible.
And not give up no matter what hurdles you face.
Cause sometimes hurdles can be not finding courage, or feeling you're not worthy enough.
So promise me my love, you'll always go on, no matter how many times you fail.
You'll consistently try and cross all barriers, even the ones in your own mind.
If there's something you really really want, you'll work for it tirelessly and continue working for it even after you got it, to keep it.
Cause my love, you decide your own worth.
And efforts matter, there's no short...
Knowing is not the same as understanding.
Meeting is not the same as connecting.
Hearing is not the same as listening.
Feeling is not the same as expressing.
Seeing is not the same as observing.
Liking is not the same as loving.
Recovering is not the same as healing.
Breathing is not the same as living.
Silence is not the same as peace.
Know your words.
Know your actions.
Know your worth.
Know what you want.
Know who you want to be.
Be all you can be.
Be all you need others to be.
I forgot to forget you.
Just like time forgot to stop by and listen to me.
I forgot to forget you,
Just like the sun, once in a while, forgot to shine.
I forgot to forget you,
Just like water once forgot to rain, bringing draughts.
I forgot to forget you,
Just like how you forgot your promises.
I forgot to forget you,
Cause how could I forget myself?
I forgot to forget you,
Cause how could I forget to breathe?
Everytime she tried to build a home with you,
You shared it with someone else.
So, she took solace in the one she built in her heart.
But alas, you broke that too.
Yes, I was reckless.
When the world was running away from their monsters,
I made friends with mine; chest bumped with them.
Until I couldn't tell the difference.
Don't get me wrong.
I didn't face my fears, didn't overcome them
Neither was I running away from them
I did something far worse,
I invited them over for tea.
And over time we even shared a couple of beers and drinks.
We became the best of buddies.
So much that you crawled into my skin,
I allowed you to; we were inseparable.
But you know what they say, don't you?
The worst enemy you can have is the one who was once your best friend.
But I don't believe in any kind of war.
I'll smile & look into your hungry ...
Some people are black holes.
And what are black holes other than dying stars?
Stars once so massive, that lit up the universe
now are forever trapped mid death, in silent anguish.
And you thought hell didn't exist?
But I think, unlike black holes,
human versions can take in only so much light before they're humane again.
The phenomenon is called Hope.
You need to believe in it.
She held his face within her palms and looked far beyond into his eyes like it was all that ever mattered.
He held on to her heart like it was the last thing he had to break.
And for them time froze right there.
The books had to kept in a certain way.
The clothes folded and stacked neatly in their respective columns.
The scissors and tape had to be in the same box.
The door had to be closed when not in use.
Organized. Orderly. Neat. OCD. They associated these words with her.
But when he walked into her world, he was just perfect the way he was.
After all, there was order in chaos too.
You won't love me.
You might not even like me.
Cause I'll be your mirror.
And how can you?
When you don't love the person you see in the mirror...
Being a person who finds meaning in everything, I realized that some things essentially mean nothing.
Can't have too much. Can't have less.
But the world isn't ideal.
And that's the ultimate paradox.
In the middle of every night,
All things dark and evil,
Try to lure me in...
Like unwelcome and unusually kind strangers...
Each trying to get me to trade my soul... And meanwhile, my righteous angel watches with patience, in contempt and disgust while hoping I'd pick her instead of my inner demons to hang out with.
Sometimes her patience wins but other times it's me looking at my tormented soul in the eyes and ripping it off in pieces and feeding it to my demons.
I've paid the price of the choices I made, even when sometimes it doesn't really seem like a choice....cause on some nights, those aggressive beasts straight-off attack, they ain't got time to play nice. They're like th...
The thing about love is,
it's so innocent in itself.
Eons may go by,
and you as a person might grow old,
get bitter, darker and whatever growing up does to you.
But it stays the same.
Never fades away.
Keeps you sane.
It's the light within you,
The kid within u.
And that's why you need it more than ever.
And what's funny is,
you know, yet you outcast it.
Try to hide it, cage it,
thinking you're being your own hero.
Saving your own soul.
spend your days in denial,
And make yourself miserable,
by thinking you're saving yourself from being miserable.
But tell me, did getting sunburnt ever stop you from going the beach?
Did the eerie magnificence of the ocean eve...
People are so busy ruining their present cause of the past.
They don't realize that they also let the sanctity of the past good times go down the drain due to the present. Crazy ways in which the mind works.
You can never be happy if you don't want to, or if you want to but don't make any positive efforts to. You can't change the past whether it was good or bad.
You sure can look back, but you always gotta go ahead.
Break the circle, cause even if the circle gets bigger, you'd still be going around the same things.
I've been a little mischievous.
A little too good, a tad malicious.
I've lived my emotions, played games with my inner demons.
But above all, I've made choices.
Choices like which wolves need to be fed and which need to be starved to death. Be a good human being. A giver and not a taker. To love myself.
Let the gift you give to all be the understanding of compassion, power, responsibility and contentment/happiness. The understanding of all the things you can't buy with money; abstract.
The day they first met,
there were hardly any words.
Dreamy but steady eyes, gazing into one another.
As if they were two halves of the same soul, speaking in silence.
And as they hugged for the last time, it was eerily similar.
Either it felt like it was just yesterday,
Or it was ages ago.
We could never make peace with the pace of time.
Never present in the present.
What about now?
How about now?
Let it go.
It was the best time of the year; December.
People are merrier and kinder during the holiday season.
Winter, snowflakes, Christmas..
Houses having a frosty topping,
A month full of changes,
endings, beginnings, hope.
Even bad, seems to end on a good note.
Just like every year...
except, there was one empty mug
on the windowsill instead of two.
Faces never changed.
But the looks did.
Hearts never changed.
But the feelings did.
Nothing really changed.
Everything just evolved.
And boy, I swear if you look for it, you'll find beauty in each phase.
Everyone's a soldier defending their own soul
while these very wars kill it bit by bit.
Slow down. You're not a machine.
And there's no war.
You're allowed to feel whatever it is you feel.
You're allowed to do whatever it is you like.
You're a human for God's sake!
That's pretty much your job!
Let your senses reel in, take in everything.
Those walls you've built up are only suffocating you.
Let go, set yourself free from everything.
And If the world's waging a war,
feel no shame in making love right where you are.
Let the soul wander, let it fly and show you how tragically wonderful everything is, else no matter what you do, you'll have nothing to fight for.
Sometimes, what kills us is not external.
It is within.
There are things you can't/won't express.
and you keep it locked inside yourself.
try to bury it somewhere unknown, unreachable.
or just throw it in some corner of your mind.
But what needs to be out, will find it's way out.
In different ways.
So you take a puff of smoke
drown yourself in alcohol or drugs
go to the club, lose yourself till next morning/afternoon
Shout at someone
or maybe you write
Go running early in the morning
take a walk and watch the sunrise/sunset.
Doodle around, paint.
Whatever you do.
Whatever you choose.
You let it out, set it free.
Just let it not destr...
You don't understand the myriad of weird ways in which my heart beats.
But you love the songs it sings.
You listen, so very intently.
Until everything is still
And the only sound is that of our heartbeats in sync.
Love, who says you need to understand anything at all?
The best things in the world, are inexplicable.
The best things are magic.
More to ponder.
Deeper the meanings.
Millions of words.
None as good as silence.
Quiet as you can be,
Your soul needs expression.
There's nothing as important as harmony.
There's nothing as forgotten as balance.
Sometimes distance is just a word.
Sometimes distance is an actual entity.
Winds do not forget to howl.
Storms do not come without the tempest.
The screams sing from within.
The dark showcases light.
There's nothing as modest as greatness.
There's nothing as humble as knowledge.
Beauty doesn't discard the beast.
Love doesn't shun the mean.
My dear friend,
You'll find everything, ev...