i have a wounded heart
and my eyes don't look pretty,
i saw a bird fly away from
my balcony this morning
and my back started to ache for
wings that were never there,
a woman i know lost her young son
and same woman is now left with young widow
who lost her newly wedded husband,
my friend told me
"the world is coming to an end, as the number of active cases reach to 1 million",
my university just sent me
a text about due assignments,
my mother coughs from her year long lung disease,
my father had to leave home to attend a funeral,
sky looks beautiful
and i can hear the birds sing,
Hozier's Arsonist Lullaby plays on my sister's phone
as our building sits in absolute silence,
"you should never tame your demons, but always keep them on leash",
world splits in a jigsaw
with no clue of what fits where,
my attention shifts to a meme
and i laugh out loud,
it starts to turn into scratching sound
and i feel my feet are
being rubbed on walls,
i want to write something poetic
as an escape
but what's poetic about
Maybe WORLD ENDING.
yesterday I went to the beach
to draw your name into the sand
in bold letters
and then I sat there
while the sun kissed the ocean
and waited patiently
for the waves
to take you away from me
all over again
it started slowly
the waves gently licking
at your name
they didn't seem
to be in any hurry
it reminded me
of all these weeks
we spent together
both of us
unable to end it
both of us waiting for the other
to say the words
until one day
I sat there
at the beach
waiting for the ocean
to take you
waiting for the waves
to carry you
away from me
and some time
but this time
it didn't hurt as much anymore
because this time
that that the ocean
would give you everything
I was never able to give you
•As Good As• •The yellowish tint of the dangling bulb in the middle of my grisly room,once again failed at it's attempts to reach the shady corners.My eyes trailed along the signs of the morbidity of my life that my room reflected.Empty frames on dust laden shelves with equally grimy books,loose webs on the corners,the crooked flower vase on my bedside and the table that creaked whenever it rained.A copy of Smoke Gets In Your Eyes was lying untouched within the crumbles of my unmade bed as I continued scanning and assessing the extent of my ruination.My eyes stopped at the small pile of the broken ashtray that lay at a corner which otherwise would have housed the ashes of my half-burnt cigar that I was rolling in between my fingers.Broken and piled.Useless and discarded.That's how I felt.Searching among the scatters of my room to hold onto something other than that sharp ache within,I found him sitting crossed legged right in the middle among all of the uncertainty.He looked almost real.As if he was no longer a painting created by the colours of my bleeding heart.
I wonder how is it even possible to love a man with no ability to feel.Having held my arms open long enough for him to see the gardens I grew within for him,it feels so bizarre.How is it possible to crave a man's love who stopped loving even without receiving the real hit,the concept is so uncommon.
Visuals of the past made me see how he looked into my eyes and didn't feel a thing,how he smiled through moments of uncertainty, how he slipped his fingers through mine maintaining the accurate gaps and how he disappeared during the day unnoticed.I could see how he caressed my cheek with his index finger and whispered-it's as good as love.•
🇬🇧 Wildebeest not WildBEAST!
Let me tell you that once I heard Wildebeest I assumed it was spelled as Wildbeast because of their appearance. At least I am not all wrong: as African like to refer the main animals as BIG 5 there is also the UGLY 5: the hyena, wildebeest, vulture, warthog and the marabou stork. In case you don’t remember how a wildebeest looks like, they are famous for the death of Simba’s dad in the movie The lion king.
Can you imagine the sound of a group of them runnning near you? Just being careful they don’t know about my pre judgments. 😬.
🇧🇷 Acabei de descobrir que wildebeest em português é Gnu. Nunca tinha me preocupado em saber a tradução porque foi bem hilário quando descobri como escrevia em inglês e minha mente gravou esse nome. O certo é wildebeest mas pra mim era wildbeast, que seria a junção de “selvagem” com “fera” por causa da aparência deles. Mas no geral não estava totalmente errada. Assim como os africanos se referem aos principais animais como BIG 5, eles também criaram os UGLY 5, sendo os mais feios: iena, gnu, abutre, javali e a cegonha de marabu. Caso você não se lembre como um Gnu se parece, eles são famosos pela morte do pai de Simba no filme O rei leão.
Agora você consegue imaginar o som de um grupo deles correndo perto de você? Que eles nunca saibam do meu pré-julgamento😬
📌 Game Walk, Okavango Delta, Botswana, Africa.
Sapphire moonlight the stars are shining
Standing in the window looking up smiling
Daily dreaming with open eyes
How does it feel touching skies?
So now these burning desires don't let me sleep
Thieves of dream has stolen my precious sleep
So little shining star i am sure you have got a dream
Or you be silly rock relying on destiny's stream
Necessity of awakening is all you need to know
Be a shiny star because dreaming is all you need to know
So dream atleast, it gives you reasons to life
True spirit of yours, dreams make you in real life
"Sweet are the uses of adversity,
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;" These lines by the one and only, William Shakespeare give us one of the greatest realizations and lessons of life. As individuals, we tend to become bitter whenever we have to face even the smallest adversity. We crib, complain and become absolutely miserable. Yet, is this the right way to approach life? Shouldn't we become more positive towards any and every problem that comes our way? Because ultimately, every problem we face, every adversity we overcome, makes us feel stronger and more capable. Humans always perform their best when in adversity. It is a known fact. We are introduced to facets of our personality that we didn't even know existed. We learn, grow and most importantly, feel empowered.
We cannot hide from problems. They will always find their way to us; because isn't adversity the underlying definition of life?
And if we try to avoid it, we will never be able to live life to its fullest!
So today, when we are bound to our homes, take advantage of this adversity! Learn something new, rekindle an old hobby or simply spend time with your family! How often do we get to do that when we are trapped in our daily routine?
Every adversity is a blessing! The secret lies only in how we percieve it. Learn the secret and make the most out of it!! Hey guys! This is my first attempt on a write up. Please leave a review!
तुम्हारे आने की खबर सुनकर ये
झुमके अक्सर खो जाते हैं !
मुझे परेशान करते हैं हर बार,
शायद भरपाई करते हैं तुम्हारे हिस्से की।
याद हैं न इन्हें खरीदते वक़्त मैंने
तुम्हें कितना परेशान किया था।
तुम्हारा बार-बार ये कहना कि यार
तुम खुद ही क्यूँ नहीं ले लेती जो तुमको पसंद हो..
पर मेरी ज़िद्द की नहीं,
पसंद तो तुम्हारी ही होगी।
उस दिन तुम्हें परेशान होता देख,
तुमपर बहुत प्यार आ रहा था! तुम्हारी आँखों में सबसे अलग
झुमके खोजने की चमक देखी थी मैंने, बार बार मेरे ये समझाने पे कि
तुम जो भी पसंद करोगे वो मेरे
लिए सबसे अलग और खास ही
होगा, पर नहीं, तुम भी कम ज़िद्दी
काफी मशक़्क़त के बाद
आखिर तुम्हें मिल ही गये सबसे
और इत्तेफ़ाक़ देखो, मेरी
कलेक्शन में भी वैसा कोई झुमका
नहीं था !
बहुत दिन हो गए हैं ये झुमके अब
खोते ही नहीं।
तुम कब आओगे?
मुझे फिर इन झुमको को ढूँढते
हुए परेशान होना है तुम्हारे लिए।
. -आयुषी नरायन
The sun gleamed through the murk of love,
As the winter frost painted the cedar white.
I am willing to trade my spot with heaven above,
As I see her in the nebulous dreams at night.
Walking through the celibate snow that covered the tears of dew,
Those vivid hues cheered my grin even when the winter winds blew.
Adrift in hapless, I've often counted the stars.
How can I let her go, who has osculated my scars?
A greater destiny may await, but no one knows what the future holds.
Maybe I am destined to be with her as the knots of my heart unfolds.
Perhaps you'll agree that not everyone can make your heart pull its string.
So my love will stay with her be it summer, rainy, winter, autumn or spring.
November may not last forever, but this surge of euphoria will.
The muss of snow will melt again, leaving the voids to fill.
No need for atonement as love is an ocean of tears.
What heart loves without madness & doesn't obliterates in the voyage of endear?
Feel the caption and tag your love😍♥ Dear love,
It's not that I dont trust you but it's just I don't trust anyone except you
I know am being over possesive..No offense, but I don't share what's mine
Am not jealous I just don't want anyone to even breathe around you
I become vulnerable quite many time just because I fear to lose you
After a amount of time.. Every relationship changes! You don't get the same response anymore which just makes you frustrated and this is the reason for fight in a relationships! And this leads to nothing but break ups! So you just spend your time thinking where you went wrong
Am just here to tell you that it's not your fault! And nor was your partner's fault! Believe me this is perfectly normal.. Once I heard that if you take care of things, they last! Whenever you feel so don't give in to it! Go put in extra efforts! It's not always 50-50! Sometimes it's 20-80! That's love! Sometimes you don't recive same amount of love you give out... That doesn't mean you stop loving!
Get in! Give your partner the love you stored in for them! Show them how important they are to you! If you love them prove it to them!
Don't give in when your relationship is messing! Give your extra efforts! Trust me, you'll recive same amount of efforts in return!
Sometimes we should trust the things we don't understand! So trust that effort, do increase in love in a relationship!
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I'm a dog person in the sense that I only poop when my mistress takes me for a walk on a leash.