Slow down, take a minute, a moment, or a day.
Ask yourself, are you happy enough? are you enjoying it enough?
There will come a voice from within, you will have your answers.
It isn't about who's doing it first or better or both.
It is about, are you following up closely with your journey?
How is it gonna matter anyway if it went too fast?
You were busy being too perfect and lost the touch with purpose.
Sit, breathe and live, let humans be humans.
Machines are many to work mindlessly.
Embrace what comes and what does not.
You will live, anyways, but are you living a life worth living?
So, slow down, take a minute, a moment, or a day.
And ask yourself again.
Dec 23, 2022
Dec 23, 2022 at 9:09 AM UTC
There is something about September,
that always makes my sober feelings a bit heavy hearted.
Not purely melancholic per se.
The night swiftly chasing the day,
the leaves falling off on a dull ground.
The whimsical rain harboring all the overwhelmness,
the world becoming this one big theme of Dark academia.
A cozy corner with a wooden table,
brewed coffee placed over an half read novel.
That wait for winters to come,
and how it replenishes the cherished memories.
It amuses me in more than just one way,
how a month can be an entire emotion in itself
Sep 15, 2022
Sep 15, 2022 at 10:02 AM UTC
Ran down through all the streets,
hoping this shady alley to be my escape.
The solace though mighty seemed ephemeral.
Now that I have exhausted all the routes and roads,
where do I now go from here?
Possibly the last dead end I've hit,
it seems I am unworkably unfit,
unfit for here and every place I have ever been to.
So, where do I now go from here?
Mar 30, 2022
Mar 30, 2022 at 7:55 AM UTC
My perfect midnight summer ocean,
is how I'd describe you.
Sometimes stormy,
Sometimes windy,
Calm most of the times,
and never ending layers of love for me.
I can sink in deep, deep in these layers,
and yet won't touch the ground.
oh, look here! What I found?
I found my life in you,
With endless pearls to treasure around.
Feb 20, 2022
Feb 20, 2022 at 2:53 PM UTC
I have always admired these nights,
the only time when the lights become more meaningful.
More appreciable they become,
carrying along the beauty of the darkness.
The realm where the two meet,
will be the only surreal truth I'll ever witness.
Dec 27, 2021
Dec 27, 2021 at 7:22 AM UTC
Winter has always been that one season,
that makes the melancholy of heart,
more real than apparent.
When the very life of the earth,
it comes to almost an end,
you know it,
somewhere deep down inside,
you cherish it.
You embrace the wait,
to see it all come to life again altogether.
The unwanted cold winds of the deserted nights,
is all you've been waiting for the entire year.
Still haven't been caught,
enacting that scene,
playing that character,
you created,
to bring winter out of background,
putting it to the center stage.
Dec 25, 2021
Dec 25, 2021 at 6:48 AM UTC
Certain things are bound to happen in life,
Whether you like them or not.
Eventually, you don't accept them,
But just get used to them.
Jul 26, 2021
Jul 26, 2021 at 4:54 AM UTC
Stillness in heart,
haywire thoughts.
Ever seen a burning rose?
blood dripping off from the cut of it's thorn.
A half read novel,
a story half told.
An empty sea,
woman in white marching through it.
A desert full of roses,
with the sky on the ground.
Tell me where you see the stars?
when I carry the universe within me.
Jul 22, 2021
Jul 22, 2021 at 6:51 AM UTC
Hustling winds,
through the silent streets.
A dying flower,
with a hope to live.
Thunderclouds,
in search of solace.
A blank paper,
awaits to be written on.
Somewhere amidst this chaos,
we met.
We met,
for the wind,
to break the silence,
for the flower,
preserved forever,
between the pages of our story,
for clouds,
to let it rain,
for paper,
decorated in smell of love.
We met,
like the limitless sky meets the land,
with memories sealed in clouds,
sailing across the silent blue ocean.
We met,
like the drifting river meets the sea,
mixing into each other,
making it one water altogether.
We met,
like the first drop of blissful rain meets the thirsty earth,
losing his existence,
to nurture her.
We met.
Jun 24, 2021
Jun 24, 2021 at 3:22 PM UTC
Sat in my old creaky chair,
struggling to reach the window to the center right,
a solid transparent glass unlatched,
which choked the life out of me.
A red vibrant sky,
smudged with desire and disgust.
A fairly fast flowing surface wind,
gushing into my face,
whispering in my ears,
the songs and spells of emancipation,
teaching my untamed hair,
the moves of joy.
Mar 5, 2021
Mar 5, 2021 at 9:05 AM UTC