Why?
Everyone wants to judge and nobody wants to listen,just listen to themselves maybe,try to convince their brain about themselves that what they are, I am trying the same and every time I feel I fail yeah!!! I know right it’s freakinggggggg hard to be something just something and I really really hope you succeed:)
I want you guys to be happy
You deserve to see the sunniest sunshine,with some c...
Everyday,
Sucks…
But the difference here is
He makes everything better
The lord
I hate people
I hate…
But the difference here is
People have a part of god’s energy
So love
I feel sad
Sorrow…
But the difference here is
He is happy,the happiest
I should be too right?
I sometimes don’t feel excitement
Internal battle…
He is the giver
Trust…
I want someone to love me
Lover?…
The only tr...
If silence had some scent
It would smell like vanilla with cinnamon
With a drop of strain
It’s fragrance could drown someone in the
Most sorrowful nights and someone to
Shine and ignite
The scent of it may smell
Bad for many but
Also it has its own melody
That many do like
Like me, I love to dance in this fragrance
Sometimes it does smell like dust
But many times it gives me the trust
Trus...
Can,can youu-uu hear me-e?
Can you?
When I cry which makes sounds
Molded with silence
Can you? Justtttt hear me?
When I say things that are audible
But, but people don’t hear it
But can you? Can you hear it???
Can you hear my voice which cracks
Sometimes
In the most odd times?
Can you hear my heartbeat when it wants to die
And lie
Can you?, hear me?...
He knew me somehow and I too, we looked at each others eyes for a second and we both experienced each others pain that sorrows our heart fully. Everyday we both feel weird but warm,his eyes have a stain on me and mine to him . His eye are dark brown,bold,like dark chocolate.i was wondering how would he described mine dull? Boring? Or beautiful like a diamond? Maybe. But what I feel is the sorrow t...
Hey! he said as I entered the class,I replied him by saying hi!. He probably was able to see that my face was red and tired, it was visible that I was feeling low not happy. But I went on changed into my shorts and started to run,as I was running my heart was experiencing that old nasty feeling again, it felt that it’s beating face like a boxer. That feeling was the worst, it made my day way worse...
It’s easy to get lost is the underworld
The door to it seems lock to you, but it’s actually open
What leads to there is something we all have
The name that we call as Maya(illusion)
Maya holds our hand at every step,
Checking our abilities to walk not rest
She holds your hand and distracts u
At every step and every due
She is unknown to many,but her eyes know u
Well if you fail her test, you’ll...
There is person who sees my Pain
When no one gets how it stain
He knows..
He watches from the back
And feel my emotions
Even we don’t talk but it’s audible
He trys to listen my thoughts
And I sometimes his
He know what it feel to be quiet and strong
Because we both are in the same track
And everytime we feel each others lack
The eye contact eats me and him
He feels the butterflies in his s...
There is hole inside that is still digging my soul
That trys to see what’s inside
But it’s insecure, so insecure to be itself
It hides my body, every part
The stomach, the legs the beauty that’s left
Beneath that surface is pain, that is still crawling, trying to eat me , give pain and let it stain
It’s trying to see me, what I am?
Who I am? And why I am?
Beneath that surface is confusion,...
