The wounds
you gave me
were like a
seed
and I felt myself
growing up
from it.
On a Rainy day
I turn my headphones on
playing unplugged versions of 90’s.
Sitting near the window
capturing the crystal clear raindrops
with flickering eyes.
And with each sip of coffee,
fervid thoughts
fills up the void in my heart.
Rainy days are a wonderful bliss,
seems like a therapy
carving my true emotions.
Self love
My arms grew tired
from constantly reaching
other people,
So I wrapped them around
myself
and allowed them
to rest.
The shape of water
They thought you were
soft
Just like water
always taking the shape of everyone you surrounded,
so much so, that you lost your own..
But I saw what most failed to see,
how this was exceptionally
powerful
Just like water
you became the one thing they could not live without.
Heart
According to biology, there is a muscular organ about the size of your fist located exactly behind and slightly left to your breastbone whose normal rate of beating ranges from 60-100 beats per minute.
However, what your biology book won’t tell you is that this little organ is a chaos you’ll carry within you forever.
It has an autosaving function other than pumping blood that works more rapidly than your computer does.
It saves every random being or thing it falls for somewhere in between it’s four chambers as memories just to keep up it’s inhalation from them later on.
As you step up in your teenage, it’ll wage invisible war within you. For apparently, it’s yours but it’ll be a home for countless people.
It’ll compel you to take most baseless decisions of your life merely to spend many regretful days afterwards.
Biology won’t inform you it breathes in your chest but any stranger can break it into irreparable pieces.
It’s apparently placed in your body but will belong to others forever.♥️
Givers and Takers.
No matter how hard we try to
find a way around it;
we decide to
give
a piece of ourselves,
to everything that
takes
a piece of us.
Letting go
Isn’t it amazing?
How well a tree, endures every phase of its evolution. It nourishes those buds with lots of love,warmth and care.
But once they start wilting and go dead,it drops them with such beauty and ease.
So should humans, anything which makes you dead inside, isn’t made to have you. No matter how beautiful your past was with them.
Letting go, is a part of evolution/growth.
Letting go, is a sign of maturity.
The little things
You’ve got to learn to appreciate
the little things in life;
Like a good cup of coffee
or a fresh smelling flower
or a smile of a stranger as you pass on the streets.
The world is a monumental beast,
frightening and discouraging,
but in small doses,
it is the most beautiful thing you’ll ever discover.
Inner peace
I’m slowly learning that even if I react, it won’t change anything,it won’t make people suddenly love and respect me, it won’t magically change their minds.
Sometimes it’s better to just let things be, let people go, don’t fight for closure, don’t ask for explanations, don’t chase answers and don’t expect people to understand where you are coming from.
I’m slowly learning that life is better lived when you don’t center it on what’s happening around you and center it on what’s happening inside you instead.
Work on yourself and your inner peace 🙂
Wars fought in silence..
People need to understand that
On the days when
You feel so week that you can barely get out of bed,
On the days when
Your anxiety is so tightly wrapped around your lungs that you choke on every word that tries to escape,
On the days when
No matter how many hands try to reach out to you, you still feel all alone,
You are doing the bravest thing you can do by simply choosing to Survive.
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