Some days, all you wish is to be as invisible as the wind and fade yourself into the seed of a plant and lie there. Till the day of reckoning arrives and you bloom into a wildflower that stands still in every storm, emotionless.
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Writer in pursuit.
Chasing hues,
Wondering what to do next ?
June passed away like a harmless storm. That didn't linger. Took it all and let it all go. Leaving an echo that this year took with it.
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Mornings, when you struggle hard to gather all the pieces of yourself scattered around. Each piece shouting the story of agony. But then, you look outside the window. Dark and rain-haunted, but not dripping. The weight burdens our shoulders. Waiting for the earth to hold down the drops with care. For all the pain and scars we're made with. And unburdening isn't about giving up, but letting the earth into spheres of life untouched till now.
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We need the sea to remind us that no matter how hard and high the tides rise, the land will always hold us down. And the winds will help us sail through life, regardless of how large the hurdles are.
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I know what love feels like – it's like the evening calm breeze that caresses you softly, and you simply savor the moment. You live in it fully, fearlessly, like a bunny munching on its carrot without a care. That's what love does to you – calmly and peacefully, with no push or pull, it lets you express what you feel without guilt, and you're heard, you're felt, you're free to be yourself.
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a morning kiss, a mark that keeps you awake throughout the day or haunts you through the night.
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I wish I could tell you, you are the sunset of my life.
One that doesn't bring darkness but glowing stars to my eyes.-
"When would you like to meet me?'
"At the end of your hope, when your ego is burned to ashes and courage erupts. And you'll find me in a new light."
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Of all the things that ever happen to you, never compare your journey with others. Your journey comes with its own unique learning and experiences. Your hardships can never be equated with others', and neither can your happiness.
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We are all like fallen flowers, broken and twisted from within by life, but still shining brightly and spreading beauty around.
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