The moon is within me and so is the sun.With everything in me, I still feel empty. My silence is my strength and The ignorance, a bliss.
Sometimes, I just wonder what Am I born for. What is my purpose in this life? What am I doing and what am I suppose to be doing? Life changes everything. Life is a bitch but we make it more difficult I feel.
I feel I make it more difficult by expecting little things from others. Expectations hurts. It actually kills.
Life is actually not that good!
Its not that easy to understand nor does it makes you think of the possibilities.
Yesterday, It was one of those days wer i feel like even i need a hug and a shoulder to cry bt i am all alone pretending to be strong n holding up my tears n now spitting everything out to a person who can hardly do anything but listen but even that feels great. Sorry but sometimes i forget that I shouldn’t expect anything from anybody, not even wen their actions speaks that you can. I don’t know if i can reflect a pint of what i want to say. But what I actually did what to sum up is, “Life is all that you have never thought of, it is totally an alien.”
You’re breathing now, you might be dead another moment. Whatever you’re doing, just pause. Take a snooze and smile for everything you have ever had or lived in. Those were your jewels to live by rather than sitting over the pile up stones of bad people and memories. Go kiss yourself, kiss your palm, love yourself. That’s not wrong at all. Show your skin a little bit of love that it deserves.
When no one is ready to love you or say when it is not the phase you are feeling adored, love yourself.
Writing is “A form of expression of emotions, experiences and life in the form of words put together to inspire others life.” according to me.
–WRITTING n its various forms, its definitions to individual levels.
It is different for different individuals. For me writing is life or others it might to hobby or part time work, a job or a solicitation.
Importance of writing.
1. Stores your thoughts
2. Organization of your feelings in a coherent manner.
3.unpuzzles the ideals and get it sorted.
— can be done by daily dairies, journal or in notebook.
— if not publicly then write to self at least.
— it’s important.
— it’s okay if nobody reads what’s you write, write for self.
1.self-esteem and self expression.
2.don’t be judgemental for self.
3. Let your heart do the writing.
WRITING FORMS AND TYPES:
1.free writing/ self dairy.
2. Introspective/ extrospective.
3. In journals or newspapers.
4. Articles for magazines.
5. Social sites like blogging n etc.
REAL POWER BEHIND WRITING:
1.exchange of views and thoughts of you and the virtual world.
2. You don’t have to fear to express as they won’t judge you bt can guide you.
3. When you write about your fears- you are directly letting know that you are not the only one facing it alone.
4. When you write about facing difficulty and obstacles- your giving someone hope to face the same.
5. Inspiring the virtual stranger by tour life experiences through writing.
“I believe we all are born as writers in our life… Just need to open up.”
1. Speaking to another consciousness.
2. Creates a mind body soul connection.
3. Memory retailer.
4. Like a alarm- things to do.
5. Post it and add creativity to life.
READ— TO WRITE. —important.
“Writing helps to become a better reader and reading helps to become a better writer”.
List of task can be done:
1. WRITING IN A SPAN OF 15MINS:
Things: pencil, paper, crayons, notebooks etc.
To do: ask them to write a short memorable incidence of their life. Try to make it creative, using these stuffs.
2. EXPRESS YOUR EMOTIONS:
Things: same as above.
To do: ask them to make a card or note for their loved ones. Add few words, quotes to express, short verses form books, dialogue form movies, make it attractive.
They will appreciate it.
You will express your emotions easily.
3.MAP YOUR SUCCESS:
Things: a dairy or notebook or journal.
To do: note down all the ups and downs of your life, all the events whether of success or failure. note it down. It helps to guide your progress and keeps you motivated.
It’s 2:36am, on my lappy and I am not feeling any pint of sleep in my eyes. It’s raining heavily outside. I just went to the window to glance the most romantic atmosphere spreading cosy and lazy environment. And I am awake. This happens on occasions now a days. Daily insomnia is been replaced by seasonal once. I am wide awake with all our random thoughts travelling across my mind, I smile. Many such tales are hidden and forgotten but lived at such mid-nights.
My heart feels you around, it’s beats fast and loud so you can hear, how it is missing you. I never deny sharing my emotions. Let it be through poems, thoughts or any random comments or statements, you are always on my mind.
It’s been a year when I turned symptomatically insane for your love and you ignore. Even today, you ignore. You are not changed at all. I like it. You know what but I am a new version of my own creation, I love you still. I miss you like I did years back and do everyday. But now since you aren’t any more present in my life, since you have moved away, I can’t and don’t want to bring you back into my world. just a hope one day you’ll return. I don’t cry now. I don’t get depressed.
You know life is changed, I think of loving again. But can love happen by thinking or mere ask the brain tissues to fall in love again? I don’t think it happens. It’s not happening with me at least. I try because I am unsure about your arrival. I keep going because I am in mislead about your thoughts. I seriously wanna know what you feel afters years of ignorance? Do you already have moved on in life? Have you forgotten the craziest things we did? Have you been capable of erasing all the memories we shared? Have you achieved in your goals to vanish me forever from your life? OR do you still in love with me?
And if you do, why aren’t you showing it?
or if don’t, why can’t I see you moving on in life?
It’s you who had asked me to smile each time we cross after our break-up. I do smile when I see you. But do you do that?
Where are you? In which phase of life are you living? In which transaction are you stuck-up?
If you have, show me so I can try harder this time to love again or at least appreciated the one’s who prove to love me. And if haven’t than let me know, so I can wait for you till infinite…Yaah!!! I can do that. Only if you tell me to wait.
So just thinking if you have read our love story which I had emailed you, is now on the verge to be a book. And if you went through it, you might have noticed that their is no end to it. Last few chapters are just left blank and empty. because this is how I feel our end was. No end to our love story.??? So, what should I do, manipulate a happy end to it and start with publishing stuffs or should I wait for the end to happen happy in a real sense?
Because people say “If it’s not happy at the end, it’s not the end, nature has still few more chapters to add”
So what should I do? Write something which is not real or wait or write the new personality who proves to love me with acceptance of my past and present scenario because that person is ready to wait but have a deadline since he don’t wanna end up being one of my kind. My streets are waiting for you. Will you arrive any day, someday??? I am really confused!!!
Maybe I am being selfish asking you to return so my book can have a happy ending. But this is the way I still love you. This is the way I still image you and me hugging each other in rain at my hostel gate where you waited for me to come back from college, so you can grab me in your rugged arm, place me against your stoned heart and say, “Baby I love you and can’t move on in my life without you” and than we live together and forever like in all love stories do.
But you know what at the end, it only you whom I can love again.
Sometimes it’s good to express rather than waste each moment living in confusion and questions. I could have mailed you this but you wouldn’t have replied and left ignored. It still hurts when you leave things unanswered like you did years back. But this is the way I feel for you. I visualize you and me walking in rain pouring outside. This is the way I think about you. I am being true. This is the way I love you. This is the way I am in love with you again.
When life seems difficult and dead,
Just one smooth touch from someone at peace can make you feel alive.
When life goes all wrong and dark,
Just one tender touch can make you feel enlightened.
When life stresses each day and struggling nights,
Just one pure touch from a kiddo can make you feel enthusiastic.
When life turns still and statue,
Just one slight touch can make you go moving.
Life is difficult,
But one touch at your forehead can make you live once again…
“When touch used in proper sence, with the intentions to cure a broken heart, body or may be our inner soul, it can be done just with some strokes, it is that effective…!!!”
So *HUG* when you see people in stress,
*KISS* your mom when she is tensed,
*PAT* your siblings back when they go down in life…
“Treat when you know you can cure with your one touch….!!!!”
I had heard,
Forgiveness is love,
I have forgiven you,
You came again back to your curve.
All the ignorance,
I tolerated before,
I have forgiven you,
You did again the same thing for sure.
I trusted you,
Clubbed the broken parts,
I have forgiven you,
You have again hurted but this the last.
I believed you,
For all the promises you made,
I have forgiven you,
You don’t again need to be sad.
This is done now,
Last time and forever,
I will never fall in this shit of love,
Nor again nor never…
Morning school bells,
And we were still at the gate,
Walking in our talks,
We offen used to arrive late.
Pleasing her in all ways,
Laughing a loudly,
As soon as she turns her back.
Standing outside class,
Feeling so proud,
When friends came at last.
Eating together in breaks,
Roaming around in lectures,
If got, we used to turn innocence.
Fighting for nonsense,
Than apologising in between class,
Showing all the attitude than,
Was the cutest things never lasts.
Missing school buildings,
And the corridors,
Missing school friends,
Life’s turned so boring,
Missing the breaks,
Missing all smiles,
We together shared.
Missing the naughtiness,
We used to do amongst us,
Missing the school days,
Wanna grow once again with you’ll.
Making it feel heavy,
Straining the corneas,
Eyelids are feelin dizzy.
Imagining an arm of yours,
Over my head,
Tapping untill I fall asleep,
I hope you lively did.
Warmth covering me,
Comforting the zone,
I hope I sleep everyday,
Always with you and never alone.
Your eyes continously,
Keeping an eye on my smile,
I close my eyes dreaming,
To go along distance miles.
I hold your wrist,
Lying in your presence,
Makes me again living…