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Sometimes I sit and wander.. through the deserts
& the cities ;
and deep, these thoughts goes,
in the ocean
then all at once
I am afloat.. !
WHEN INSIDE IN MY DEEP THOUGHTS I AM ,
Sometimes I wonder Who I am ?
People asks me,
They say, they want to know
I say
I find..
When I am in this place
There’s no need to explain
For I am
this place,
and this place me !
Still I would search for my lost friend,
Sitting somewhere, waiting..
For me to turn.. my conscience
Won't let it go..
Won't let it go..
The most loyal friend of mine
Turning each smile, each moment alive
The essence of life.
Going deeper & deeper will make you find me
It's a journey you were keen to keep
Don't slow down as the lights are about to blow
After that it would be very hard for you to know
Just open the doors & let the time take control
See the life through the hole
Broken wings & lost toys
Silent wishes on the sky
In the end you might survive
With a simple memory of mine
Can't let the heart go the wrong way
Life's a path ,not eternal place to stay.
What's hidden, is what's conserved
It have reasons, reasons written before.
Change the ways & know the truth inside
Complete those unfinished lines with a smile.
No one might understand the changing signs
Say, it's a power of something deep inside.
Might never hear the voice that's inside
Have to take decision, the choice of life.
Something is said between the lines
Life's simple when truth is beside.
The reason for starting a blog was to remember lessons I have forgotten. It helped me but now life have changed so much that, that blog represents a collection of my old self combined together. Like a mirror far away reflecting someone I am unable to see or feel. I read somewhere that to destroy a person just throw drasticting changes towards them and after a while they'll be finished.
But one thing I know somehow, that I must not give up and must carry on this battle. I have to and I must. I have to then save some pieces of myself in a safe place where no one will find them.
With hope and Smiles... i begin.. step by step.
Someday you may understand,
A hope is in my heart
Someday you may see those eyes,
A bundle of questions unasked
Someday you may see the heart,
A lot of love, hatred and childhood
Someday you may feel,
An evergreen’s life’s need.
~For my mother
Sometimes I think of collecting smiles..
Sometimes I think I might find it under your pillow,
Or in the tea I made for you.
Sometimes I wonder If you find it
When I simply smile at you.
I find mine in your warm hugs,
When you say you love me too,
I find it in your light.
And at the doors of your heart.
~For my mother
The Only Girl On Which The Spell Worked
It was unusual. She wasn’t mean or jealous or, ever said anything bad about others. But the wrong thing happened when she looked in that large round-shaped beautiful mirror that hung in the room for so many years. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t look away.
It spoke to her & she started falling into its trap. It was a spell, a beautiful spell. In fascination, it held her standing, for ages and ages. Until one day, something happened that made her look away. It was a ‘real’ world she was seeing now and after so many years she entered it, for the first time. She had expected the world to praise her, admire her, like she had done for so many years but the world around had changed. Things looked different, everything seemed two-or-three-dimensional even some with sharp edges.
Confused. She ran away, disguising herself. No one noticed her & when someone did, it wasn’t quite in a manner she desired. It was a dark world. Tired she found herself sitting on a bench crying & thinking to herself, asking herself questions she had never imagined herself asking. Was she pretty ? Was everyone around telling the truth ? Was everything a delusion and lie ?
It was then when it started raining.
Startled she faced the sky, feeling the touch of small drops coming from the wishes of people. The whole time she was here she (...)
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