She is picturesque, like a graceful waterfall, flowing silently, and spectacularly, Unless she is pushed to the edge, when she becomes thunderous, and destroys everything pretty violently.
It’s easy to aboard the negative-thought train and passes through several stops like self-doubt junction, regret cant, and the famous city of procrastination. But it’s hard to de-board it, so, we have to get used to it.
In the wakewhen things seemed good,what I knewthey were aboutto break. I wish I sleptand keep things that I shouldhave kept. Image credit - https://www.consumeraffairs.com/news/looking-at-screens-in-a-dark-room-before-bed-could-lead-to-poor-sleep-for-children-020119.html
These empty thoughts Feels good right now, Don’t want to leave It on the fate, Not trying to cling to them, Only experiencing a Delight, In morning they’ll leave, So the night can wait.
At home staring at the window seeming pacific on the surface. Inside, wanting to sprint through the countries and never coming back.
A million thoughts, craving to be told, expressed, understood, when they asked, what are you thinking, there, I just stood, thought, would it bring any good?
SHORT STORY - 20 MINUTES READ It was a chilly winter morning of December 2014 when David’s father couldn’t find his gloves and came to his son’s room to get it from his drawer. He opened the cupboard and at the back of the drawer, he found a 9mm pistol and was startled. He couldn’t... Continue Reading →
Your last attempt to fly,when the world laughed, made you cry,you thought, you aren't meant to fly,crawl on earth, don't be in the sky, You wanted to punch them in the face,you went your way, out of the race,running being your dreams, began a chase,journey of years, broken down to days. IMAGE CREDIT - https://dribbble.com/shots/9799176-broken-wings
If it's blazing sun, take me to the beach,if it rain, just pour it on me,autumn is there to teach something,when you'll fall, you'll stand again and see.