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Sometimes
We’re not stuck
Not really
But we’re just afraid
To fail
Scared to be mocked
Fear of the unknown
Afraid to learn something new
And other times,
We’re afraid
To win
worry
not
fakers.

i
got
me.

and
i’m
proud.
I watch her.

I watch her,
as the night drapes over her window,
as the stars tangle in her hair,

I watch her,
as the chiseled imperfection
of the moon stirs her inky musings,

I watch her ,
in the uncertain glow of the dying candle,
in the torrent of tattered thoughts,

I watch her,
watching me through the silver-smeared glass,
through the pits of colourless brown,


                                      I watch her as                           
                                   ­            she slowly traces the silence,
                                                        ­           silencing the traces of him.

Future history books
will need
a hundred chapters
just for year
2020
alone
I needed to write this. When will we have enough of 2020? When will the surprises and deaths end? When I look at all the bad things that have happened in 2020, and we’re just half through, I get scared.

From COVID-19 pandemic to Kobe and Gigi’ Bryant’s death to Australia burning to earthquakes, to George Floyd’s killing to Myanmar mine landslide disaster and now Beirut’s explosion.

The videos that moved me to tears from the explosion were the father trying to save his son and the maid who ignored her own life to save her employer’s child. But there’s hope for tomorrow.

To all those who have lost their family, friends and loved ones in 2020, my condolences.
There’s always the need
to find ways
to see the world
as a beautiful place
and somehow,
do it alone
I was off for sometime. Someway somehow, I was waiting for human approval to be happy. Never did I find that. Everyone was concerned about themselves. One lesson I learned is, to be happy, you’re on your own. The world is an open place for chances. You choose what you see. You choose to see pain, you will get it. You choose happiness, that’s what you’re going to get. Create a world of happiness for yourself, because no one is going to do that for you.
We're all passengers here
The earth is not our destination
We'll leave the same way we came -empty
We live so we can leave
Some will leave early
Others will leave late
Whatever the case is,
we'll still leave
Our days are numbered
But shouldn't outnumber our legacy
Breath
When you're broken
And all you see is darkness
Breath
When darkness seems to
Shine brighter in your life
Breath
When you are in sorrow
And your survival rate
Is still low
Breath
When all hope is lost
And no one to save you
Breath

And know this,
Your breathe is your survival
If you stop breathing, you
S
        l
               i
                     d
                             e
To death
Keep On Breathing
Sometimes we want to give up on life. That's the moment we have to know that there's more to life. So whatever you can, keep on breathing. Keeping on living.
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