“I haven’t seen you in a while,” he said looking in her eyes.
“Yeah, last few days have been crazy. There was a friend’s birthday party, then we had a sleepover. Got drunk and slept for like 20 hours,” she said excitedly, delving into nostalgia already.
William smiled along. “Sounds great.”
“What have you been upto?” Lisa asked while they sat on the park bench. Their usual meeting place.
“Ah, nothing much,” he replied hesitantly, knowing how utterly boring he must sound. “Just watched some movies and wrote as usual.”
“I wanna hear it,” Lisa said.
William looked down. “Na it’s just rubbish. It’s not even the final draft. Forget it”
“C’mon William, you know I’m a fan of your poetry.”
He hesitated a bit. “Alright,” he said while taking out a diary from his backpack which he carried around everywhere. An odd yet old habit. “Here it goes..”
“From sunrise till twilight Eyes wide awake, searching for the sight The sight of her, a dream of love A smile as pure as a drop of rain from above Sent into my world At times she doesn’t feel real Just a figment of my words But then she meets me in the garden Amidst the falling leaves and the gentle breeze A beautiful bond like Adam and Eve Time just freeze when I’m with her Wishing the moment never wither So we could stay there till infinity Covered in sunlight and white lilies Gently forgetting ourselves in each other Like two pretty shades of radiant colours Painting the marvelous horizon But the day ends and she walks back In her own little world And all my little heart can do Is wait and ache, and wait and ache With eyes wide awake searching for her sight From sunrise till twilight.”
Lisa sighed with amazement. “This is beyond incredible. I love it.”
“So who’s this girl, huh?” Lisa asked jokingly. “I know it’s definitely for someone. “
“No, it’s not. It’s just romantic imagination you know..and I won’t tell you anyway,” he said, mocking her back.
“Fine, don’t tell me,” Lisa said rolling her eyes. “Well, whoever she is, she sounds gorgeous.”
We don’t always get what we deserve Life isn’t a straight road, it’s full of curves But it doesn’t mean you have to drink the chaos And let the venom run through your nerves There’s always a yin to a yang There’s always light to conquer the darkness Always a choice to open the door to negativity Or let it stand outside in the winter coldness Our mindset affect our actions Our actions affect our emotions If we correct our mindset first Only then we can heal what’s broken Don’t let your dark thoughts manipulate you Into projecting fears that aren’t even true Stop doubting your own skills and strength And wishing to turn into something entirely new Rather work on yourself and build courage To accept your flaws and imperfections That’s when you’ll improve your perception That’s when you’ll move in a better direction Surround yourself with good people Love them with all your heart And don’t hesitate to tell the toxic ones to move apart All they’ll do is stand in your way like a wall and wish for your downfall Your uniqueness is your power Your individuality is your strength Express kindness and acceptance And make a better world with your presence.
Staring at a blank sheet My mind went blank I dropped the pen from my hand Some days words don’t arrive easy I have to beg them to take away these dark unwanted thoughts and free me I roam around looking for inspiration Something to take away this deadpan suffocation Something to ignite the poetic imagination Insanity keeps surging, I’m losing my patience All I see around me is death and decay A world so dull, rotten and gray Like a graveyard at display Thoughts begin to disarray Life’s so disoriented and strange It gives you a false sense of happiness Then pushes everything out of your range And I keep getting ambushed by changes Rearranging my persona like the moon’s phases It gets hard to breathe, I feel locked inside cages My feelings are no different than empty pages I’m grasping on to dying dreams I’m holding on to falling hopes But the warrior inside me is breaking down And victory seems like an alluring hoax.
We’re fragile creatures, aren’t we? We spend our entire lives living in fear. Fear of loneliness, fear of rejection, fear of change, fear of heartbreak, fear of our parents, fear of society, fear of finance, fear of responsibilities and burdens, fear of failure, fear of today, fear of the future, fear of death, fear of life. Fear dictates our decisions and our choices. Our movements, our words, our world. Controlling our every step like we’re it’s puppets. Trapping us in our own minds like prisoners. Fear is the dark ruler of our hearts.
But, how long do we let it enslave us? When will we break the chains and take back the command? Now is the time, I’d say. Stop living in fear. You’re stronger than your fears. You have the strength to accomplish impossibilities. The truth is, no one knows what’s gonna happen tomorrow or even in the next second. Everyday brings it’s own uncertainties as well as possibilities. It’s okay to be afraid, we all are. It’ll take time to become better, we need to dismantle our fears step by step by doing things we’ve been longing to do. That’s how we shall conquer it.
So be courageous, be wild, take risks, make mistakes in life. Build memories, create stories. Take the steering wheel while fear whines in the backseat. Let it whine. You go out there and dream the greatest dreams you can dream. Shine in your brightest light.
Sometimes I look at the moon and get lost in it’s beauty It doesn’t feel real, it feels like a dream Maybe life itself is just a dream We keep going round and round in circles Stuck inside an endless loop Before birth we exist in the unknown Then we come into this world We live, we whine, we taste some wines, we build, we break, we fall in love, fall out of love, we walk in the rain, cherish fragrance of a few flowers, we make promises, we break promises, then we get old, become hopeless and helpless, hold hands with loneliness, die and go back into the unknown One moment we are at one place Next moment we are somewhere else All strangers in a strange planet Knowing nothing about the world or ourselves Travelling from one home to another Places change, faces change But deep down everything remains the same As a child we shed tears, deeply saddened cause we misplaced our favourite toy Searching in the cupboard, below the bed We keep searching and searching in the hope that we’ll find it again. As adults we shed tears, deeply saddened cause we misplaced our happiness We keep searching and searching in the hope that we’ll find it again.
Perhaps someday it’ll return.
Everything we ever lost eventually meets us again, while we dream.
Her smile was like a shadow in the night Forgotten with the time, faded with the light She lies on the cold grass, looking at the moon Her eyes storms her pain, showering monsoon The face in the mirror, showcasing terror Watching a radiant soul slowly being ruined It’s a curse to feel so deeply in such a numb world Her misery echoed through the windows but no one heard Love fleeing from it’s nest like a frightened bird An exhausted mind dreaming dreams so utterly blurred Pain stings like a needle, the hurt isn’t new She’s trying to forget faces which were never true Her heart, once a vibrant canvas full of hues, was now buried in her chest, bleeding twilight blue.
Sometimes we hurt within ourselves. We feel the pain burning us from the inside, yet we don’t know the cause. We blame ourselves for feeling so weak. So vulnerable. But the blames hurt us even more. We can’t heal a wound we can’t see. Then it becomes essential to close your eyes and delve within yourself. See the root of the problem.
The pain we hold within spreads across like venom. And it’ll keep killing us until we let it out and let it go. The only solution is to express yourself. Find a page and scribble your pain. Scream if you have to, just let it out. Cry if you have to, let the tears flow the misery you’ve hidden for so long. Be a complete mess once in a while. Embrace your broken feelings.
Only through expressing, you can open the pathway of healing.
I hate people who say you should live like this or live like that. Always telling us how we should behave, how we should make our choices, how we should think, how we should dress, how we should exist. Dismantling our persona and rearranging it according to their own taste, like we’re their puppets and they are our master.
They believe only they are living their lives so damn perfectly and others are just wandering around like lost fools. But the truth is, life is a unique experience for everybody. Everyone has a different journey. Everyone has a different story.
Nobody needs to be perfect. We make mistakes and we learn through those mistakes. That’s how we grow. That’s the beauty of imperfections. Experience life your way and don’t listen to anybody else. Don’t let anyone play God in your life and rewrite your story. You fill the chapters yourself.