I can't tell you about the exact moment
they turned mute.
They were evil, for most part,
but they gave me company
when everyone else made me
feel invisible.
They were evil, for most part,
but they protected me, kept me alive.
They gave me the courage to fight
or fly, sometimes.
They were evil, for most part,
but they had stories to tell.
Stories of sacrifices, tortures and deaths.
Stories of love, brotherhood and rebirth.
Where are they now?
I can't hear them
In my head.
Are they scared of something?
Something more devilish,
this world maybe.
-
इल्हाम अज़ीम-सा मुझे हुआ हैं ।
ख़्वाब की दर्गा पर, तो सर तुम्हारा भी झुका हैं ।।-
6 rules to be HAPPY: Free your heart from hatred; Free your mind from worries; Live simply; Expect less; Give more & Always have ME as UR FRIEND
-
Days pass in waves,
range of buried emotions
resurfacing, demanding its
right to be felt.
Night comes with the
deafening kind of silence,
chaotic enough to make
me forget the sane voices
of my mind.-
to stop doing what you are doing,
to stop saying what you are saying,
to stop thinking what you are thinking,
Stop.
Stop listening to them.
And continue treading the path
that you have chosen for yourself.
Remember the only thing
that's worth listening to all the time
is the voice in your own head.
And no one but you got the power
to do what you are truly meant to.-
Twisted
And since most of them were laments,
of unfulfilled desires.
I'm pretty sure, they were of the dead ones;
I hear voices in my head.-