It was a saturday night, not the typical one
It was the night of my dreams
I still wonder how all the events took place and i got your hand right into mine
Your hands left the imprints on my body like i was some art and you were the artist
Trying to understand the art
Somehow heart and mind are convinced that it wasn’t black and white what we felt,
It was golden, like the shining one
We were what our hearts wanted and desired
We were what we truly felt through each other
But there’s something else too
It’s the mess i’m covered into
Clinging onto my feets like i belong there
As much as i’m trying to come to the shore,
I’m drowning into this more and more
Finding it hard to keep trying,
It would be as easy as dying
But then, something happened
I saw the light coming through all the windows and doors,
It was you!
You came and held my hand and pulled me out of the mess,
While i was lying on the cold floor
I still am a mess, but yours to clean!-
|Just figuring out about life by living it|
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Comfort!
I would spend hours in serenity, it gives me time to pause moments and to be grateful for the things and people I've met lately or we're part of my life once!
It gives me a moment to see myself from a different point of view, places where I might need to work to be a better self!
— % &-
'Because you deserve someone who loves you for who you are, who gets excited to talk to you, who can't wait to meet you, who want to spend the rest of their life with you without any second thoughts and not someone confused and messed up like me!
You deserve someone who adores you, who knows how to take off your stress after a hectic day, who knows what you're expecting from life and who knows and respects the decisions and choices you made for yourself!
We're the best version of ourselves when we're not together!'— % &-
ना जाने कैसी रात थी वो
जब हुई पहली मुलाकात थी
वो भी क्या बिछड़े थे हम,
आज तक एकदूसरे में समाए हुए हैं-
एक लेखक की सबसे बड़ी ताकत उसकी रचनाएं हैं, उसके आलावा और कोई नहीं जानता कि कहानी कितनी सच्ची हैं और कितनी उसकी अनकही कल्पनाओं का आकार लेकर सजी हैं।
The greatest strength of a writer is his creations, except him no one knows how real the story is and how many stories are shaped by his untold fantasies.-
You're the reason why my keyboard always suggest for heart emojis ❤
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These days!!
These days are those days that
lead me to nowhere.
I'm often confused about things
I want and things I'm doing and
things I want to do.
It's like till now everything was planned
and now suddenly I lost the blueprint
of my ideas
It's all messy right now!
I don't have any routine,
I don't care what I'm doing,
I have no idea what exactly is
happening to me or around me!
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