Right in the of the blossom of life,
The shock of life crept in.
Oh! That which I feared the most,
has visited me.
I was like the flower set for blossom in the spring,
Yet eaten up by the pest of the field.
Falling down and down,
Just like walking on slippery slanting slope,
I looked my left and right, not even a glimpse of hope.
I was like a ******* with four legs, yet i couldn't walk.
I was drowning in the bottomless sea of obscurity.
Why? Why?
I cried aloud.
Oh LORD, help me!
Of what good is an Eagle without wings.
Then it dawned on me, that "everything in this life is perishable".
Great kingdoms fall in the blink of an eye;
but one thing is imperishable- God's love.
He guided me, like a lamp unto my path,
From the bottomless sea of hopelessness.
He held my hands,
And step by step,
He comforted, remodelled and rebuilt me in line with His prototype- Jesus Christ.
My wings are growing!
This time, stronger than ever;
Faster than ever;
So powerful than ever- indestructible!
And beautiful than ever.
I'm ready to fly.
Behold, not even the tornado nor the hurricane can sway me in it's direction.
Mr Gravity has bowed down to me!
Oh yes! I've beaten the Escape velocity.
I'M FREE @LAST ......Kenu Oshare
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Feb 1, 2021
Feb 1, 2021 at 5:15 PM UTC
*I'm forever fighting
the urge,
the want,
the neeeed,
to know the
source code of your
silence;
To see the matrix
of your thoughts.
To know how your feelings
color them.*
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 8:40 AM UTC
1 year,
365 days,
12 months,
8766 hours,
525600 minutes,
And
3153600 seconds.
Tick tock, tick tock,
Time has passed.
Despair,
Remorse.
He died,
Seems like ages.
I cry a lot,
But never have i stopped missing you from that day.
The day they took your coffin away,
Leaving behind decay !
I've been counting all the days,
And it now has been exactly 1 year,
I'm far too late to say this,
But I love you,
And I will always miss you.
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 7:12 AM UTC
Fulfill your dreams,
Then and only then you shall die in peace
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 7:04 AM UTC
We both picked up a pen to tell our love for each other
Somehow
I am the only one who ran out of ink.
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 7:04 AM UTC
Best are those whom you meet by chance
when you cared less and free from heart
everyone stood equal and no one apart
it was easy moving with flow with no draft
through the happy and through the sad
from chirpy loud to silence
you withstood by me
immense patience bottled inside you had
nothing did I leave to not turn you upset
out of mind and puzzled in my own quest
like a rock in cold and night
I am indebted with your gestures of not taking a flight
I have never seen discontentment in you
you had been so constant in my life
Words fall short to explain somethings
so I'll just say a Thanks to you
Manisha
Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 7:04 AM UTC