I am a sun kissed flower,warm and fragileflawlessly stitched array of yellow petalsgiving out hopes,slender waist sliding downhundreds of nodes arisingand forming an invigorating curveloved, exulted and appreciatedand blessed to possess all that I have and I am.I might be showered to adorn the holy temples,bloom the triumphant kids,foregathered to form a grandiloquent entranceof a… Continue reading I am a flower
Sometimes, I am good. Other times, bad. Understanding, Other times, cantankerous. Ready to help others, But a bit selfish. Determined in loving people, Possessive in nature. Satiated soul, But I want what I need. Happy and loner, And mood swings on top. Zero or infinity, That’s what I follow. Reserved for a few, Mad for… Continue reading In Love with Myself
Reading the title of my blog, you must be assuming this article to be something related to monsters or demons; those who scare us in nightmares. But here I’m talking about real monsters of our lives not those abstract ones. Those who enter our lives to create problems for us. Those people who can reach… Continue reading Beware Of Monsters
I am tired of being conscious of everything Let me endure the way I am Towards the direction my waves head me And progress to the heart that keeps me alive Let me resonate with the frequency of my mind Listen to the acceptable and fallacious Combat with my own reactions Being artificial has never… Continue reading Let Me Be Myself
Let me sleep this night Let me weep this night I see the intransigent scars in me Let me escape myself from the world this night Let me drown in the dark world Where there is only sorrow Let me engross myself in the moribund house Where my paths only getting narrow Let… Continue reading Let Me Sleep This Night
Sometimes, I really get uncontrollable and shitty. It gets difficult to hold control over myself and things get annoying. And trust me, that’s kind of worst thing that you know you’re doing bad but you can’t stop yourselves from doing such. I get too rough. Too difficult to handle. Consequently, I create a chaos out… Continue reading I Get Pathetic.
Sometimes, I fear. I fear too much of everything. People, Feelings, Dreams and many things. No, I am not weak. It’s just a bad phase. And I know I am strong enough to overcome this killing depression. I still smile. I am a kind of girl who stays happy, and then at the very next… Continue reading Letting My Fears Out
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