No matter the trouble you are facing, wipe those tears, get back on your feet and start walking again..
Everyone got their own issues..
Some are rich but not rich enough to maintain a good health, some do have a good health but face financial issues, some face both of them..
As long as you’re breathing, there’s an opportunity out there waiting for you to make this situation better..
Sitting here and letting stress consume your soul won’t help..
We’re blessed enough to live another day..
Let’s seize the day and make something positive out of it..
Let’s start by thinking of a situation you thought was impossible to overcome long ago..
May it be your exams, an interview, giving a speech in public, falling in love again after a heart break, giving your trust to someone, completing a project..anything..any little steps you made to be where you are today..
They might seem like basic things but YOU did it because YOU overcame your fears at that point of your life..
What you’re facing today might be more complicated but step up for yourself and a few years later, you’ll see this as just another obstacle you overcame successfully..
Be kind to yourself and never forget the times you stepped up for yourself & the big leaps they led you to!
Let those little accomplishments be your driving force instead of comparing yourself to what others are doing..
Cause as long as you’re happy with your own progress, you won’t be stressed about anything else..Grow at your own pace and everything will be fine..
Apr 23
Apr 23, 2026 at 4:14 AM UTC
O dear rain,
the sky turns dark.
You promise to fall,
you offer so much hope,
yet you drift away,
leaving
without touching the earth.
You feel deceiving—
how could you promise
and not rain?
—
No, dear—
it is not like that.
I did not lie,
nor did I pretend.
I couldn’t wait to touch you,
to return the warmth
you so freely give,
and I longed to return it—
but I am not free.
I do not choose.
I wish you knew
my quiet helplessness—
that I am only a puppet.
The wind is the player;
I move only
the way the wind decides.
Though every drop in me
wants to fall,
I simply couldn’t—
that’s all.
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 6:18 AM UTC
You are so precious—
like the tears I try to hide
when joy overflows
and my heart opens wide.
You are so precious—
like a rainbow in the sky,
when the sun breaks through
and the storm says goodbye.
You are so precious—
like sunshine’s gentle rays
warming frozen hearts
on cold winter days.
You are so precious—
like the tender gaze we share,
when words fall away
but our eyes still care.
You are so precious—
like the laughter of a child,
pure and bright,
glowing with a light so wild.
You are so precious—
like a kiss upon the brow,
where souls softly meet
and time forgets to bow.
You are so precious—
like the breath I take each day,
quiet, unseen,
yet keeping life in play.
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 3:54 AM UTC
The emptiness in my eyes,
The truth behind my lies,
The fall before my rise,
And the goodbyes;
It scares me.
The dark beneath my skin,
The light within my sins,
The voice that loudly sings,
And my broken wings;
It scares me.
The wounds I can't heal,
The pain I can't feel,
The loss I can't deal,
And when I am real;
It scares me.
The silence in my little talks,
The stillness in my moonlit walks,
The thought of separate ways,
And my numbered days;
It scares me.
The demons under my bed,
The words spinning in my head,
The blood in my sweat,
And my cold breath;
It scares me.
-Paras Bajaj #PoetrybyParas
Instagram : @mr.parasbajaj
May 6, 2021
May 6, 2021 at 9:54 PM UTC
It is funny how you become an obedient person when I tell you not to contact me
But not when I beg you to treat me right and respectfully
It is funny how you remember my tantrums and arguments irritated you
But not those little things which I did for you to make you smile & happy
It is funny how you ignore me when you are moody and stressed
But not my mistakes even after I apologized
It is funny how you give up on me so easily
when my biggest fear is losing you
when all I want from you is to value me and understand my feelings
It is funny how I let my pain flow through the poetry
when I know for sure that you are not going to read
It is funny.... indeed!
Jun 18, 2020
Jun 18, 2020 at 5:23 AM UTC
Dusron ko kya dosh dena
Yahan toh
Meri kud ki Kismat hi
Bewafa jo nikali
(What's the point of blaming others
when here my own fate is unfaithful to me)
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 3:28 AM UTC
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems like *******
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
Nov 30, 2019
Nov 30, 2019 at 7:03 AM UTC
Stop Making Fun of Me
Whenever I ask you ...
Do I always have to initiate.
Every Time.
The Strings of this
One Way Relationship
Has Broken After All.
Confused and Frustrated
Just like a Traffic Signal
On an Empty Cross Road.
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 5:49 AM UTC
Love
Either inspires the person
Or
Destroys the person completely
Jun 24, 2019
Jun 24, 2019 at 5:25 AM UTC