When will the struggle be going to be over? When will the pain end? The continuous feeling of fighting against something unknown and invincible is tiring and exhausting. How can you fight the daily grind of life knowing that you can never come alive out of it? Yes that the eternal truth everybody know. When … Continue reading My fight
Reblogging my first blog post.. it brings back so many memories.
My undying love for nature and immense love for dancing in the rain and getting drenched has inspired me to write the following poem.
Rain, a magical experience
It washes your sorrow and pain
It gathers up sweet memories in the bowl you left outside
It makes you remember the sweet taste of the raindrops
and the feel of the fingers counting the drops on your skin
It quenches the thirst of your soul
and stirs up the emotions of long gone love
It is a healer, a tourniquet
and sometimes it scrapes you bleed a little more
Oh! the divine lords of the sky
Oh! the merciful
Bring me the showers which cleanse me once and for all
Washes my sins and regrets
Fills my wounds with the oh! so calming drops
and release me from all this pain.
Bring me all the joy of jumping in the puddles
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The way all affair started sounded dubious the vows he made to her about till death do us apart sounded dubious they way he meticulously planned everything to hide from her in plain sight sounded dubious Promising to be together in thick and thin and never stepping out of the comfort zone sounded dubious Making sure … Continue reading Dubious
“If music be the food of love, play on" ― William Shakespeare He played a riff on my soul where all emotions danced to his tunes and my heart swayed to his strings He looked me in my eyes and the world stopped turning He played the chords and strung my heart along my heart … Continue reading Riff