I am not passionate about anything, except one. I am not living for I wanted myself to be. Neither I have any excitement, nor any joy about my career. Alas, I have lost the acceptance. I had begun learning to accept what I cannot change. But a dreamer like me never wants to be a… Continue reading Whine, but STOP! Show me a Smile!
The Cake You Never Ate I always knew love is an amazing feeling. It should be a world of bliss and ecstasy all around you. Love doesn’t promise a life without worry and cumbersomeness. But true love promises you that it will always provide you a satisfaction, a relief you wished for. Right beneath all… Continue reading The Cake You Never Ate
Response to Weekly Photo Challenge: Ephemeral Also, my entry: Childhood Ephemeral
I could see something when I stood up. Far in the grassy gardens I saw fallen blooms. Times when I was broken, these blooms were a glimpse to new hopes. How? Did I know them trewly? Confused. I bent down and pondered deep into their petals. They were weak but beautiful in themselves. Listened to… Continue reading To Their Souls..
In response to The Daily Post's weekly photo challenge: "Ephemeral." It never lasts forever. Childhood passes by.. just like sand passing through ..Just as happiness..
If my heart said it was freshness, I had smiled. But I heard the rhythm of rain; it told me something in my ear. It was something unheard. It was the rhythmic silence in its noisy pour. Yet, I had to smile..
"Feel touched by the softness of an eternal emotion that lighted all grey days of life, that weaved together the forlorn feathers; to revive the torn wings until now and ever - into wings of an Angel." December 21st, '09
A cup of coffee with your mate and crunches of deliciously sweet snacks!
In Veils The art of an Artist Who sculpts wonders, On an unreal Beauty A Philomath ponders. I shall grave myself With burn of a boon: Of a Fallen Peri, Descended from moon. She was a string On a quiet violin, Music in my veins Played she like sin. Breeze through veils; Crossed her rose… Continue reading In Veils
Worked up? Green tea in such a mind-blowing cup, is all I crave for.
A time comes when you cannot feel anymore.. death lies in front..
I did, do and will always love you..
I choose to blog, not to have fun with likes, shares and comments. I love to blog to relieve my emotions, pain, agony and anxiety. It heals me deeply; treats me with the therapy of words. Blogging is an art of throwing up I say; because I throw up my emotions without revising, editing and… Continue reading Happily Blog with Loneliness!