Chaos is all what it takes..
Charging oneself responsible is essential isn't it? Yes!
Course of time makes one forge with oneself - duties and lies..
Curating your originality for an accepting viel of different faces..

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There's so much we learn from them..
Their silence is beautiful..
While their actions are loud..
Them being still is calm..
And laughter feels cheerful..
Like it radiates so much by them just being there..

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I do not know what love means..

Does it mean sharing your favourite food with your siblings and not whining about it..

Or does it sound like peace as soon as you lat you head on her lap knowing the luxury of having Maa to embrace you..

Or is it the tear that rolls down your cheeks when you see your little nephew wanting to imitate you in little things that you never noticed needed to be changed..

Or is it the cheerful laughter of your little ones that ignites the happy hormones in you ..

Or is the touch or feeling of belonging to a place where you have lived.. a place you call home..

And it all goes down as the world doesn't see you as a LIFE..
As people who matter..

But it does speak of LOVE and KINDNESS..
Of all VIRTUES of HUMANITY..
While not following them..

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Green a colour to some .
Emotions to some..
Love to some..
But an essence of life to all..

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With every Lullaby the poems of strength and courage made it's way to the child's heart..
All stories of humility and valour.. truth and trust.. and all good ethics thought so as to cherish the child into a Man who saves humanity and himself and all the generation to come by...
Yet, the father goes on the killing spree of innocent lives bombarding their home's to dust making their lives a massacre..
While the world empowered the oppressors calling out the victims..
And the child follows more of the example his father lays than the ethics thought by his but dutiful mother..
However lust of power killed humanity..

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Make me feel ecstatic..
To let me feel..
Let me be..
As I check my account of emotions..
Being overwhelmed by laughter as I feel the breeze tingling through my hairs..
And the chirping little birdie trying to fly..
Earnest to be leaving her home..
To a new world..
My world holding myself with Little things in life ..
And the tree being one..
Like it refreshes my mind of monotony..
The unsaid pain that keeps piling up..
While I do not understand what keeps going on ..
As it keeps numbing my senses..
And to stop it all ..
I need a therapy as I stand by my window by the night I watch the moon while during the daybreak the beauty of the magnificent sky cherishes my mood..
And amidst all these the beautiful nature that surrounds my home is beyond love - the trees that surrounds my window!

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So much of blue added to my existence..
And chaotic calm becoming so normal..
Like it's just one word..
Like you and me..

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Hey girly - you soo pretty,
With all the bridges and floors so slippery,
You manage your gait elegantly,
All the wrong that get's in your way,
You still manage to pay,
It with dignity,
And high standards for the stereotypical society,
Making your moves dance gracefully,
While the world wants you to fall into piety,
And they not know of your endurance capacity,
And generous smily face that challenges apathy,
Gracefully owning the path - of self empathy!

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Nobody knows the pain of nothingness..
Amused by your ability to endure it all..
Zealous you are - an adjective to describe your response!
Inaccessible you seem to them is what makes them call you by mean names -
Amazing performance is what you reply them with!

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For words describe the emotions in utmost unfair understanding..
Like one lives those gestures through the wonderful word's..
While the reality check - has an antithesis of those whimsical charms!
To understand and exist in the world of hypocritical theorist..
All we can do of being genuine soul's - is to avoid such deep connections..
As if to us they belong!
Not so true it is.. neither in any sense is it wrong!
While the emotions turmoil that takes us on the ride - makes us way too strong!

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