“Some Chaos Creates,
Too much Chaos Clutters.”-
🪶 I just come here at times to scribble down some ... read more
Some days feel like gentle waves,
Others like you’re swimming against the current.
But it’s all movement.
Even the still days teach you something—
About patience, about grace,
About just being.-
Why are they rushing through life?
Which destination are they trying to reach??
In the end, it's the same for everyone!
After all, these attires, these trips, these goals, hustle and bustle, will soon forever fade into nothingness!
What kind of attention are we chasing?
What love are we trying so hard to feel?
In the end, we don’t take anyone with us,
No matter how deep the craving seems.
After all, the touch, the look, the smell, the thrill, longing for desires, are but illusions in scripted reality!-
In the quiet spaces between our words
I find the sound of your breath,
A gentle symphony that fills the air
With warmth in all my depths.
Your glowing eyes, when you smile,
They shine like some offbeat trail
That guides me through nights,
Making me fall for every subtle detail!
It's in these simple, ordinary things
That I find extraordinary love,
The kind with no name or touch,
neither any expectations to hug!
Saw you once like a blue bird by the river,
Could hear you from very far away..
Yet, how imperfectly perfect this love is,
That deepens with each passing day!-
Have you ever felt like forever with someone in a moment? With whom, there were smiles as well as tears; joy as well as sorrow!
There was anger because you cared, possession because you loved...
Emotions that connected souls, as souls!
Until one day, you couldn't show them anymore...
Something broke inside of you
after years of slamming doors on them, shutting them down,
suppressing those feelings so much that you can't bring them up again!
...the emotions that connected the souls, we're gone.
Now there was only happiness, only laughter.
There are fine dine & fancy stuff & fun trips, that you never really cared about..
You cared about those feelings that shaped your life,
You cared about that little girl in you to be alive,
You cared about people, about love, about roots, about morales and values...
Now you don't feel, or can't show, or escape from them... Coz they don't serve other 'souls' any longer...
All they want is the dressed up doll smiling through life no matter what, and dancing her way forward when the key is turned!
So, what's left?
Materials never mattered anyway. You're only focused on them as the other needs faded! And you know, there's absolutely nothing..-