Away from all known chaos to new ones. Motive unsure. Maybe the trend, maybe the lifestyle or maybe the desire to liberate from them: the shackles on her feet that had her restrained. No. It ain't for the faint hearted. But the taste of freedom on her lips makes her soar with confidence and newfound optimism. However, short-lived. Together yet ...
Darkness and then you only see red. Your mind explodes and all the scenarios that build up in your head are visualizing an end of another. Would this make me a murderer? The inner voice chants amidst chaos.Knifelike words are thrown at each other, stone like fists come flying towards your face from a being who literally screamed in joyful ...
How can you hate someone who has done so much for you? This is a question without an answer to me which actually keeps me awake at night. This someone is a special person, a person that has been with me since day 1 or maybe even before that. My father. Here is the tricky part. He hasn’t done much ...
It's exactly one year since the last post. (technically one year and three days, but who's counting?) Finally found some time to sit down and give that past year a recap. Well here goes.. (This post may have lots of gory details)The past year was not much less of a roller coaster ride. Exactly one week prior to that last ...
2019 has dawned and already one and a half months have gone by. It's been ages since I was able to pen my thoughts and on my fourth Valentine's Day with him, I thought why not. Time has literally flown by. I am actually nearing my thirties and uni seems like it happened in another lifetime. The previous year, the ...
We were in our early twenties. Merely one year and a half after sitting for the A/L examinations our batch commenced. We came with hopes and expectations of our parents and of course our very existent relations. In our parent's eyes we were both the pride and the boasting factor. In our lecturers' eyes we were the best of the ...
The bawling childthe brooding youththe withering manthe slaves of the kingControlled and conqueredwith power unboundedensnaring mankindleaving them disturbedThe need is realThe dreams are realThe king shifts focusAll turn unrealThe few at mercythe king pardonedTramples and treads the unfavourable lotThe rule is unfairBut the charges are fairThose unfavouredForever in dispairThe king is biasedShould be removedBut how can we succeedIf we are ...
A wish upon a starToo close to be farRefused as bizarreLeaving a goodly scarHer benign desirenot what he requirerobbed of her by kinCast away by himOne may need it other may notone may believe in itother may notThe greatest love of allconquers them allwith a need to forgothe endless brawlsHe claims he concedesto all her insane deals to which she ...
He spoke of his daysgrandly spentno witty comebacksshe could afford that dayShe listened with a heartpierced and burnt,tears rolled downher big fat cheeksShocked at his doingsregret is expressedwith tears in his heartfor the girl he lovedTrivial eventsthough he claimedshe was in painfor the betrayal she feltA matter so smallshe later figured outawareness was the keyfor the pain to subsideA promise ...
Friends mocking each other is ordinary. But mocking a person for their fears in my view is inhumane. Fears are formed with the experiences one faces in the progression of life. Thus, one cannot be the judge of another's fear without having experiencing the same events with the same impact. I was in utter despair after witnessing an event that ...
A destination desiredfor both in the runone trying to unsee,the other one's roleUnknowingly or notdestination was reachedright on the dotfor the other, just heavedThe guilt runs deepcowering under her shieldshe loses her sleeptrying to live her dreamI'm sorry but notthis confusing bonddejected yet elatedin her pinnacle of life
Time is neededAnd so is effortCannot be undonefor a long timeForcefully, you may attainbut never for too longThe change of a being,needs the owner's consent!
The fluttering heartthe unfocused gazetowards his heartI walked the pathWith worst in mindand nervous at his sightI babbled on for a whiletill I saw him smileThe feared needhe wanted indeedtime to comprehendhis inner feelsWishes were grantedthough never requiredhe came back to admitthat his heart was mine!Elated and overjoyedI finally realisedthat I am truly and madlyin love with this blissful being! ...
For the guy who is wracking up his brain in search of his feelings, I hope that you find them and get back to me within the time span given. Let's end this indicisiveness and move on to a new phase.But I hope you think only of yourself and come at a decision. Good luck finding yourself! The video below gives what I wish to say right now to you, but cannot. Hope you get it..
Being granted a bottuwa to uni, I was undoubtedly the awkward, new girl in the crowd until my bestie came along to play the role of the middle man. Thanks to her I wasn't having my usual new place, new difficulties disease till very late.It was the first lecture with a group activity. And I hated the idea of group ...
My sister, the idiot as I like to call her is just at that point in her life where she has to chose her career path. And she's at a loss. (And I'm kinda glad that we do have something in common.)I was at a loss myself sometime back and tried to reject every option that came my way solely ...
Innocent and immaturehoping for his lovebroken and lostin a world of her ownWishful thinkingevery night and daylosing credibilityin the dreams of dayA princess in his eyesguarding her innocencehe walks in her dreamsthe perfect man.
Playing without knowinghow stupid of meacting without a scripthow stupid of meHead up in the skyhow stupid of me soul within wallshow stupid of meMasking in invincibilityonly to my eyes Naked and laughablein front of his eyesnot wanting to bow downthe heavy head of mine
Violence was never my thing and I used to back away from any situation that contained it or tried my best to make peace amongst the parties involved.However, yesterday at uni I had front row seats to a waliya that made me witness some bone chilling real action for the first time of my 23 plus years of existence.There had ...
I'm not that much of a writer but I do have my own stack of papers with poems and stories that I've written out of boredom, hidden somewhere in my room. The last time I held a pen must have been about three years ago and since then, I've not come across the urge to put my thoughts into paper. ...
