Struggle, and not fulfillment,
makes the journey of life complete
which induces the flow of vehement
emotions throughout my body.
#complete
Catharsis
One can’t write unless one feels. Though I feel something almost everyday, yet there are some days when my mind is void of all. There is a numbness that I feel all over me, inside and outside. At such a time, I crave for a muse and reminisce the loss of many muses in the past who played a beautiful role in shaping variant parts of me.
Pride and Relationship
Keep your pride aside.
Relationships don’t work in this way.
Nobody is completely wrong or right.
You should guide
them. What you feel you need to convey.
Perseverance v. Deterrence
Perseverance and existence are co-related. Perseverance or deterrence—what to follow? What do you gain if you follow them and what do you lose if you don’t? Which one is more important for our existence as an individual?
Woman
I am a woman.
Free from all the roles which
I am generally associated with,
I am basically just a human.
There for You
I’ll be there for you. As you find me suitable. As a friend when you need someone to laugh, cry, hug or reveal a secret, you’ll find me by your side. As a girlfriend and a wife when you wish to shower your abundant love on someone.
Heavenly Blessed
Hold my hand.
Let’s walk our path together.
There’s no need to fear
when beside you I stand.
Lost in the Wonderland
She is lost in his eyes. Though, it is just a picture and today she will see him at last, yet she can’t help being mesmerized each time she looks at his face and thinks of his sweet way of talking. This is the time when all her fantasies will be tested.
Artist
Being an artist is a tough job but not so tough as to make the artist stop living and loving himself or herself. It is freedom as long as it’s production manages to remain unbound by the limited and repititive circle of time. The worldly constraints make it difficult to practice.
Family
Yet again, I woke up to the repititive, terrible dream of my family dieing and me witnessing their death helplessly. Though, psychologically, it represents not the actual death but our perspective or emotions towards us and is a part of our subconscious mind, yet it shakes my conscious mind terribly.
