I am dividing my responsibilities into chunks
So that they are sorted before they start seeming like a burden,
Before they start converting into junks
Hijacking my creativity and artistic endeavours,
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Lap
For once, I want to lay my head in your lap,
To feel the nourishment and gentleness that I never received,
To be reassured that if I cry, you won’t judge me or leave.
I want to tell you the reason of what goes beyond generational gap.
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Take me to a place where I belong.
Do you see the yearning in these eyes?
I feel it in my chest and bones.
I feel like some thing’s missing.
I know that I ain’t at home.
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A part of you still wants to believe their innocent face,
To forget their lies, treachery, malice,
All the wrong that they did,
To hold them in your embrace.
Continue readingSeelenmüdigkeit
Lessons learnt; paths travelled.
Tired soul- future dishevelled.
Journeys seeming to not meet their end,
Energy and time- too much have been spent.
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“Anything dead coming back to life hurts.” These lines by Amy Denver from ‘Beloved’ echoed in my mind when I was trying to sleep today and saw appearing from the dark, a skeleton with red eyes rushing towards me. Then, when I wen to wash my face and closed my eyes when I splashed the water on my face to clean the facewash off of it, I saw the skeleton standing behind me in broad daylight in a place where there was no one else but it was like the interior of a fort where there is no ceiling in that area, probably the lawn or balcony or entrance-type area. It was made all with brick and was an open space. What is haunting me? The past? What is the dead that’s coming back to life? I have been thinking about all of this but have found no answer uptil 5:58 am right now. The past that I revisited was recording songs in studio but I thoroughly enjoyed it. It can’t be the reason because haunt means something scary and my dreams have been indicating something scary that is related to the past. What is this? Why do I remember these lines?
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I am searching for something on a soul level since always, since before I was introduced to learning Music, since before I had my first crush ever, since before I met my best friends. It doesn’t have a name. I can’t define definitely what, who or where is it. Whatever appears even slightly like it, I run towards that. It may be an idea, my work, a person- whatever looks like that, I want to spend more time with it. Slowly I realise, they are not what I was searching for.
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