Crying
makes us
emotional.
Love
gives us
Feelings.
Dissatisfaction
gives us
Anger.
Expectations
hurt.



We want our life,
as we know it.
We want everything to
follow the way we want it.

But every time we fail,
it is not the life we know anymore.


Our life is the way we know it,
but
we are the only ones,
who can make it happen,
the way we want it to be.

Mystery is a mystifying creation within us,
it runs in our blood.
No matter how much we know a person,
no matter how much of open book a person is,
there still lies lies a part of them which we never discover.



Our philosophical heart inside our head,
gives us the pool and hole where all the emotions lie.
That hole is the black hole inside our head,
filled with infinitesimal emotions,
uncountable number of thoughts,
different plans which remain secret from the world.




The secret of universe holds the multiple personality,
that we come up with,
according to what life offers us.



There lies the 'real' us,
which remains hidden from everyone,
a secret between us and us only.



We cover the universe,
using the pretty sparkling stars,
called the smiles,
called the tears,
called the anger,
around our loved ones.




Our soul is the universe,
our emotions and feelings are the black holes,
I am the universe,
you only know a only part of me.

This is a common dialogue;
'giving up'
At some point, we all do follow this.


In life,
In love,
Among family,
Among friends,
within us.



They say that not giving up is an art.
Not giving up shows our strong will power.
Continuing for not giving up is strength.



Sometimes, giving up is the strongest art form.
This form of art represents the size of our heart,
our willingness to let things go.


Giving up does not mean that,
we are weak.
It just shows that,
in many cases,
we are strong enough
and
have big heart enough,
to let things go.

They say that time heals,
our pain,
our memories,
our soul,
our emotions.



Time heals none of us,
it never makes our pain fade away,
it never makes us fade away,
like our pain or memories.



Second by second,
minute by minute,
hour by hour,
day by day,
we deal and feel,
with the pain every day.



As the time passes by,
the memories never fade,
but they do become faint slowly,
we learn to deal with it.


Time never heal,
but we just learn how to deal.

we all have that skill,
a skill which can overcome any burden.


so, just smile.