рд╣реИ рдЫреВрдирд╛ рдЖрд╕рдорд╛рдБ
рддреЛ рдХреНрд╖рд┐рддрд┐рдЬ рддрдХ рдЪрд▓рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ред
рд╕реВрд░рдЬ рд╣реЛрдиреЗ рд╢рдорд╛ рдХреЛ,
рдФрд░ рднреА рдЬрд▓рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ред
рдорд┐рд▓реЗрдВрдЧреЗ рд░реЛрдбрд╝реЗ рд░рд╛рд╣ рдореЗрдВ,
рдЬреЛ рдордВрдЬрд╝рд┐рд▓реЗрдВ рдКрдБрдЪреА рд╣реЛрдВрдЧреА
рд╣реИрдВ рдкреИрдорд╛рдиреЗ рдордВрдЬрд╝рд┐рд▓ рдХреЗ,
рдЦрд░рд╛ рддреЛ рдЙрддрд░рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ред
рдЪреБрдиреМрддрд┐рдпрд╛рдБ рд╕реАрдврд╝рд┐рдпрд╛рдБ рд╣реИрдВ,
рдордВрдЬрд╝рд┐рд▓ рддрд▓рдХ рдпреЗ рдЬрд╛рддреА рд╣реИрдВ
рдХрджрдо рд╣рд░ рдПрдХ рдкрд░ рд░рдЦ,
рд╢реБрдХреНрд░рд┐рдпрд╛ рдХрд╣рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ред
рдЬреЛ рдЦреНрд╡рд╛рд╣рд┐рд╢ рд╡реГрдХреНрд╖ рд╣реЛрдиреЗ рдХреА рд╣реИ,
рдР рдмреАрдЬ рддреЗрд░реА
рджрдлрди рдЬрд╝рдореАрди рдореЗрдВ рд╣реЛрдХрд░
рддреБрдЭреЗ рдЧрд▓рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ред-
I am my best friend.
I am my worst enemy.
It's upto me,
who I choose to be.-
I cry when she's lonely, laugh when she's happy
Only me knows everything about her
I am her. She is me.
What am I, is the reflection of the lady inside me.-
Bahar Se Hasti Hu,
Ander Se Dukhi Hu Mai,
Logo ko lagta hai,
Bahut Sukhi Hu Mai....-
I hear...
Wind rustling and wailing through the void,
Beating the bushes,
rummaging through, like an off-track paranoid!
-
All these days I contained myself well
without spilling or falling away
just between my eyelids
not catering to anything beyond
not dreaming any inexplicable dream
I beam with the bounty of will
but what about pulling out the restraints
diving into the indulgence
deriving peace, comfort with reluctance
accepting defeat once in a while
staring at my shadow with contempt
and a shameless smile
convincing myself it's the last time
Indulgence won't bore fruits
the way abstinence does
I can't be swirling back to same place
How can I let go of all the temptations
and be my ideal self again?
-
- The Depression Demon -
Solitude offers enough darkness for the demons to rise,
Self-doubt slaughters self-worth for them to dine ;
All the chaos devours the cries
Yet all the struggle is still mine.
-
You are a soldier.
Not of the battlefield,
but of the fight
raging inside.
And no, you haven't lost.
As long as you write
unapologetically true verses,
telling your story,
You haven't lost.-
My dear inner demons,
I couldn't tell you how you ripped me apart from within.
Now that my inner strength could tear you into pieces, don't forget to tell me about your experience.
I would earnestly wait for your reply.-