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For every damage I've received,
For every scar I hold on my body,
For all those times I've cried ,
For all those things I've never said,
I'm sorry .
I apologise today to my own good self for being outrageously in love with people that never deserved a bit of my attention and all the love I poured on them like a good human.
But now that I have learnt my lesson, I promise to be good to my own self before anyone else.
It's not selfish and neither self-centred.
It's just simply me being there for me because to expect this from anyone else is pure waste of time and a further damage to my identity and emotions.
So I trusted someone and I am sorry I did that.
So you gave me a life lesson and I am thankful for that.
You should be sorry and
Should be thankful to you when you realize it should be the other way around.
But ain't I expecting something completely against your behavioural tendencies?
I'm sorry again.
May God bless you with a real spine soon.
The day you realise that it's only you who can make you feel better is the day when your life is all sorted. We depend so much on others for our happiness that we tend to ignore our own capability of making our self happy.
Go out and watch a movie even if no one accompanies you, the movie is still gonna stay the same and the popcorn will taste the same. Don't care about how people will judge you.
It's a human tendency to judge others and that too for no good reason so go ahead and take charge of your life.
Spend time with yourself . Before trying to know others make sure you know your own self that well.
Try to live and not merely breathe.
Make use of this precious life.
Follow your d...
I'd let my words flow
And feelings come out like a it was a matter of no confidentiality
But I cannot do so.
Though I fear my patience may give up soon with others malicious pity.
I run not from myself but
From the vicious circle of duality,
Which strike none right now but
With time it comes with superiority.
It may not hinder someone's pace of life
Yet the peace of mind will not find tranquility.
Whilst its not late to realize the strife,
Later it will turn into a tide of melancholicality.
So hope , ponder , think and rise about this till the sand of time is in your hand.
Once it mixes with everything else none of your efforts will be sublimely.
What's gone cannot be changed but ...
Hypnotised, mesmerised and falling in love with those eyes.
What are you doing with me and why?
This view is just too serene for my eyes to realise
That it's a not a lie.
I wonder what made me fall for you not before
I have been running from my fate is that the reason?
Unfulfilled promises and broken hopes had left me with a heart so sore
It felt as I was in a prison.
The prison of my thoughts and unending misery
The acceptance of a dull life and nothing lovable like.
Yet you came like a rescuer to me
And took me away obscure imagination which never then hiked.
My world did upside down this time too
Though this one felt saccharine and did not hit me .
Frivolous Not am I with ...
Writing a letter for me is like opening up, opening that part of my personality which I usually fail to express. I cannot express in everyday because emotions are scarcely values now. It's all about the face value in today's world. People enter into new relations on the basis of how they perceive someone but only in the context of the outer layer which is made up to suite the convenience of one and many.
I write a letter and try to put my emotions into my words. Is not only an attempt to tell the other person what I'm saying but to make the other person feel my words as well.
When I write a letter, I attach a little part of my soul to it and hope this travels to my reader and takes care o...
To have people who never give up on you is a blessing. You know they will stick with you through your thick and thin and won't expect anything in return.
But , is that all?
Don't you have a role to play too?
Stop ! And think,
Think have you been there for that person enough?
The person who might seem to be the strongest might need you too. Yet you think they are always okay and you never ask them what they need.
Don't wait for the other person to ask.
Be there for them like they are there for you.
I've been tried to push down
Yet I somehow came up.
Maybe, dead but did float above.
Is it the end which matters or
What all I did in my life?
Is it the love that's tragic or
The destructive sight?
Hope and pray and pray and hope
Yet don't be sure of anyone you know.
Belief and fate are just mere words
Please don't make yourself illusioned with those.
Start with a smile and end with a blow
Leave no regrets behind.
Get up, fight hard for yourself
So that your life is sublime.
I ,with pride, confess that I am emotionally vulnerable yet I do not give anyone the power to hurt me without my consent.
Indeed, it's not so easy to let it go.
Had it been the other way around the waves would never come back to the sea shore again and again....!
If you don't even know why you are doing what you are doing,
Are you really living or merely breathing?
Even fruits mature after some definite point of time then what makes human never mature irrespective of the time they've put into growing up....!
I always knew what I was like
But he could never understand.
We always argued about him understanding me
But he never tried to do so really.
And in the end
I understood him a little too much to stay with him forever....!
He said " best friend "
She heard " BEST Friend"
And she was again ,head over heels in love with their friendship .
We didn't get along because we had different views, different taste and different priorities.
But one thing was for sure that we wanted to be together.
We couldn't ever decide on one thing together but we still wanted to spend time with each other.
It is really weird that we never thought of us as two different individuals but one single soul even after so many fights, so many arguments and so many debates.
It is quite amusing to both of us that it is still we and not " you and me".
I don't know what binds us in into one. But I am sure that it is way too special than any other bond I've had except my family. I feel like I will always want your presence in my life be it in a happy or a s...
Hand full of friends,
Mouth full of parents' blessings and
Heart full of love
Now, I felt needless of anything else.
I have so much love in my heart
But I have no one to pour it on .
The abundant amount of care is floating in my body
But I have no one show it to...
What could be sadder than this when I have all what the other person requires
But I don't know where that person is?
I hope he is worth all the time I've waited for him...
I hope he is waiting for me too
Because when I'll meet him
I'm going to shower him with all the feelings I've treasured in my heart
And maybe it'll be so much
That he might drown in happiness
But this will definitely not stop me to make him feel special,
To feel loved
And to feel wanted forever...
I am growing up
Not because the time spent by me on this Earth is increasing minute by minute,
But because the number of lessons I've learnt are increasing day by day.
I've been hurt to an extent
That it made me forget
How being happy used to feel like....
My favourite things no more make me smile ,
Nor do the dark scares me anymore.
It's just me, my silence and an uneasiness, that's all I'm left with.
The melodious Christmas carols made her realize the worth of every Christmas gift she had been presented with.
Now, It was her time to make her parents feel the same.
So she booked a ticket back home to spend at least the New Year with them.
Because better late then never.
"Let's take it lightly " said my mind
But my heart could never agree. After all, emotions are meant to be felt and not to hide discreetly .
You don't need to be friends in order to misunderstand someone.
Friends understand each other.
Don't hold it back, Say it aloud.
Don't be scared because You're answerable to none but only yourself.
For the day
Is to love myself always , smile more and then strongly stay.
Solemnly repenting the deeds I do,
Loving more than people deserve even after what they make me go through.
And then I have this constant thought hovering over my head,
Was it worth all this that I am still hanging by this thread?
I ain’t sure about it and never will I ever be,
I have a lot of love in my heart and I pour it out on many people irrationally .
But is it my fault or theirs?
They decided to not give me love in return and not me and it’s not so fair.
Being hurt is just a phase but the memory making me cemented is another,
Quite an unpleasant one and certainly not a light one to fly away like feather.
Then it makes me go through a hurricane of emotions,
Making me accept I am no...
Until you've cried your heart out ,
How would you know how much it hurts to be really hurt?
Until you've really tried ,
How would you know how easy or difficult is it for you?
Until you've actually smiled ,
How would you know the amount of happiness it makes you feel?
Until you've faced your fear,
How would you know whether you're ready to overcome it or not?
Until you've not fallen for someone ,
How would you know how it feels to have butterflies in your stomach?
Until you've sincerely considered it an option
,How would you know whether it's good or bad?
Until you've given yourself a genuine chance ,
How can you be certain that you are not appropriate for the deed?
Curled up inside
Lamenting for some reasons unknown
Memorialising the events after I apprehended and my mind flown
In a direction I never envisioned it to go.
To envisage it was never something my consciousness boarded but
In a fix I am tormenting
But then it feels more like a flux
My adjacent surroundings are deflecting .
Chose to be someone to adhere by rules
But turned out to be a rebellion instead.
Is this the price I pay to be different?
Trying to unfold the truth,
I came across the reality which wasn't very smooth.
Not caring anymore about the result,
I jumped into it trying to face things like an adult.
Though I never planned to face this kind of grief,
I had to submit my free will to the fate like to air does the leaf.
So I had my lesson learnt that I cannot make things still stand ,
And now this too escaped from my hands like every time does the sand.