I died. When I opened my eyes, I still had all my senses. But I was floating in space. There was just darkness. Far away, I could see the earth and its light. But I was untethered and floating away. Slowly, there was nothing left around me but darkness. I was floating, untethered towards the edge of the universe that never existed. Now I was losing my memory and all I could remember was this darkn...
She is so honest about her flaws. Unashamed and almost proud of all the selfishness, rudeness, privilege and self entitlement. This gives me comfort. It is ok to accept yourself and showcase what you are - warts and all. People may reject you or accept you. It doesn’t matter. As long as you are able to accept yourself! Love yourself with all the silly hardships you think you went through!...
Like a molten lava it flows
Grief grows
Deep hidden beneath
All the performances
Lies quietly another sense
Like a molten lava it flows
Grief grows
It stays with me day or night
Like a sense of smell or a touch
Blissfully unaware of its presence, but
Like a molten lava it flows
Grief grows
Nor better or for worse
I have acquired another sense
The night is dark and quiet
Like a molten ...
All I could think was to save her. By any means necessary. She was in pain. Her eyes were sad and looking at me longingly. She needed me to hold her hands, kiss her face, her cheeks, her hair, her eyes. She needed my voice telling her how much I love her. She needed a hug. But I could only see a burning bridge. I had to get to the other side with her. I had to put out the fire.
Plan - I needed a...
The traffic was so loud, piercing horns and people talking loudly over each other. Constant flow of information and chatter. It reminded me of the continuity of the waves hitting the shore over and over again from dawn till the eternity. My thoughts were quiet. I always found peace when I was in a crowded place. That was my time not to listen to the loud voices in my head. Constantly running wild ...
I was rushing towards the exit when I saw her. She stuck out because she was out of place. Head to toe clad in some garments which looked tattered and torn. Shoes in her hands. Mascara running and hair drenched in rain water. Was it a wild night out that did it to her? The sea of people were flooding in and out of the modern tube lit by contemporary art and collage work. There were hues of red, y...
If I could be with you
Right this very moment
I would hug you
I’ll gather all your worries, anxieties and fear
And put them on a ship
I’ll sail it away for you
I’ll set it alight for you
If only today
I could hold you
Let you look deep into my soul
Let you believe when I tell you
I’ll be there for you
When you have gone through the dessert of this despair
When you have climbed the mountain of th...