Unsaid words

I’ve never made him feel like I need him
I’ve never sent a long paragraph appreciating his presence in my life
I’ve never sent him romantic texts
I’ve never told how much he means to me though he’s the person who teases me a lot
I’ve never told him how my face glows when I get a text from him
I’ve never told him how I feel his absence for days
I’ve never told him how I admire every bit of him
People around me be talking about how I’ll be ending up with a stranger
But no one knows my silent prayer to be alone, not even HIM
Days passing, clock ticking
And there’s this fear killing me there would be a day comes where I won’t hear from him again
I silently pray,
That day never comes..

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It wasn't the time when youngsters rush home from the office
It was the time shopkeepers pack their things to get back home
Cold air at this time hits different
Memories flashing right in your mind
Literally traveling feels like a slomo
Walking never makes you tired rather you feel energised
Seeing children playing in the children area will take you back to your childhood memories
The dim lights you see far from
The dry leaves you notice when you’re walking
The silence night
Simply it adds beauty to your solitude
At times nature is healing

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the lies you fed
the promises you broke
the memories we made
the vibe we had
the pain you caused
I’m walking away from the reality
which hits me hard

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You might feel this friendship is a curse
But maybe when I make my move
Everything will make sense

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Pain


That was a different kind of wound. The wound that I never talk about to anyone. I bandaged the wound by myself. It took me years to forget that I’ve wounded severely. And some indefinite time to feel painless. When I met someone finally I thought he’d never bruise me. Yes I trusted. He removed the bandage carefully so that I won’t feel the pain. What’s surprising was he uncovered the wound and he maimed in the same place I was wounded years back making me to bleed more. This time blood started to ooze out. And that’s when I knew the person you love the most is the same person who distress you more.

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Little things matter they say but they never appreciate the little things you do for them. Never notice the little sacrifices you make for them. When you fail to live up as they envisaged they’ll accuse you. What you got to understand is no matter what you do for them they’ll blunder. It doesn’t mean you should stop being tender-hearted. Remember to be happy is to spread happiness. So spread happiness, you’ll be the happiest person.

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Endurance

Every time people break you into pieces pick yourself piece by piece. Don’t let others to heal you and pick those pieces. When you allow them to heal you they presume that they can also crumble you. Don’t allow people to know about your weakness. No matter how much a person loves you there comes a day they’ll use your weakness against you. Don’t let the same distinct piece of action to recur. Rather transmute the pain you endured into your strength. People going to breach you. But you got to move on and become a stronger person.

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Free-mixing

When God ordered us to restrain from free-mixing we had our own reasons to wallow in the mire. We thought cordialness would bring happiness within us but we lost our inner peace. It was only exhibition of disloyalty which caused pain. And we are preoccupied by thoughts. It takes time to understand the nature. It takes time to embrace ourselves. But when we comprehend the verifiable truth that we don’t really need anyone to make us feel ecstatic and high we emerge. And eventually become a happier person.

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We had our own reasons to wallow in the mire

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Life goes on

Days pass and you realize everyone are playing a role in your life. You get to know the real colors of people while the mask falls off. By time you’ll be able to filter out people completely. The hardest part is to digest the fact that people whom you labeled as friends will stab you so hard behind your back and yet try to talk to you with a smile. You’ll be lost. All of a sudden you’ll feel like everything is a drama. You’ll feel it’s better if your heart stops pumping. You’ll isolate yourself from everything. Depression will hit you so hard that you start hating when people be nice to you. No matter how strong you’re, your world starts to fall apart. The knots in your stronger bonds will untie. The nice memories you had would fade away. It’ll cause you so much pain. And all these harrowing stories slowly teaches you, you’re better off alone.

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