Month: June 2014

Which way?

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Where will you run
in this thick Woods ?
Which way would you choose ?

East its pride
West its hatred
North its ego
South ,your tears know well
Above its rage
Under the ground lies revenge

Twigs get entwined
As you move inside
Grows thick and thicker
With days big and bigger

Where will you dig
for the love
gone , lost and ripped apart?
There’s no direction left !

Where will you run
in this thick Woods?
Which way would you choose?

Which way

Where will you run
in this thick Woods  ?
Which way would you choose ?

East its pride
West its hatred
North its ego
South ,your tears know well
Above its rage
Under the ground lies revenge

Twigs get entwined
As you move inside
Grows thick and thicker
With days big and bigger

Where will you dig
for  the love
gone , lost and ripped apart?
There’s no direction left !

Where will you run
in this thick Woods?
Which way would you choose?

You’re A Mystery I Want To Solve

A Shade Of Pen

Words have always been her best friend. When she was too happy, she wrote. when depression got better of her,  she wrote. for someone who isn’t really pretty, for someone who isn’t really smart, for someone who has read more about things than seen the world, it is the words that comforted her.. because they never judged.. they accepted her for who she was.. they might not have loved her back but wasn’t love hugely overrated?

She was determined not to fall in love.. not to let her guards slip because if she loved once, she would love forever and what if she was not loved back. who loves a misfit anyway? But, does life follow the script? Life mocks you as all your well set guards and clearly defined rules will slip.. the barriers break.. the guards melt and you find yourself washed by the power that life holds…

Surprisingly, she was not sad…

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Just to be felt

Every vision
elicit emotions to me
And I find it running
like waves within
Hard to catch and hold
But the feeling
keeps me beheld

Is it the
beauty of nature
Which stuns me?

Is it the
undefined innocent love
Which I can’t describe?

Is it the
Stories they narrate
Which leaves me stupefied?

Sometimes,
Emotions are meant
Just to be left unsaid.

Sometimes,
Emotions are meant
Just to be left untold.

Sometimes,
Emotions are meant
Just to be felt…

Well i think every picture, every view or every face has its own story, its own emotions.You just need to see through it .When you understand what it wants to tell you and whats it was hiding from you it will leave you amazed and stunned . And you will find it hard to describe it in words.

Unaware


    Sun rises and sets
    Earth turns west to east

    Dawn flips to dusk
    Buds bloom and break

    Needle races twice
    People come and pass by

    I wake up with every light
    Until darkness brings the night

    Time in between
    is off the record

    For I live unaware
    Unaware of
    someone called “Me”

“The only truth is that everything is a lie”…

Eye Will Not Cry

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There’s something broken about her…

And something not quite right…

Something just doesn’t make sense…

Something that keeps her up at night…

It’s something about her past…

And it’s something dark and cold…

Something so unspeakable…

Something that haunts as she grows old…

It’s something she will never escape…

Something she can’t breakthrough…

It’s something out of her control…

And something she can’t tell you…

Something that’s so overpowering…

And something so very emotional…

Something she just can’t explain…

It’s something hiding in her soul…

And something downright nasty…

Something that makes her weep…

Something chills her to the bone…

It’s something secret she must keep…

It’s something that can’t be healed…

Like something inside has died…

Something evil has left a scar…

And something makeup cannot hide…

Something that infects her thoughts…

Something makes her look away…

And something you can see in her eyes…

That something caused…

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