Wednesday, May 5, 2021

GRATEFUL

๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’™

 Love, they say

Comes in a bouquet full of roses

Pink, Red and Burgundy

In hands of a Perfect man

Promises the deepest of sea and the highest of mountains

Dreams embroidered with moon and stars

Crafted in diamonds and golds

A beautiful story of  forever

"THE PERFECT FOREVER".

But, as of today

Love, I believe

Comes in bouquet

Of Roses and thorns

Lilies and carnation

In touch of fingers

Trembling all way to fill the spaces

Of hands of a Flawed man

Promises nothing but time

Resides by your side in the darkest of nights

Cheers you up in the brightest of days

Dreams embroidered with laughter 

Embraces insecurities and weakness

Amidst the ups and downs and the roller coaster rides

Remembers with grace and kindness

And a beautiful story of  Gratefulness

"GRATEFUL OF YOU".











Wednesday, July 15, 2020

DILemma


เคฐाเคฎ्เคฐो เคจเคฐाเคฎ्เคฐो เค•ेเคฒाเคˆ เคฎाเคจु เคค्เคฏเคธैเคฎा เคฆोเคงाเคฐ เค›ु

เคฏी เคฆुเคˆ เค›ुเคŸ्เคŸाเค‰เคจे เคธिเคฎाเคจा เค•े เคนो เคค्เคฏเคธैเคฎा เคฆोเคงाเคฐ เค›ु।


เคฌเคนुเคฎเคคเคฎा เคชเคฐेเคฅ्เคฏो เคœे เคค्เคฏเคนी เคจै เคुเค ो เค เคนเคฐिเคเคชเค›ी

เคธเคค्เคฏ เค•े เค…เคธเคค्เคฏ เค•े เคนो เคค्เคฏเคธैเคฎा เคฆोเคงाเคฐ เค›ु।


เคฎเคจ เคฆुเค–ाเค‰เคฆिเคจ เคญเคจी เคช्เคฐเคถ्เคจเคนเคฐु เค…เคจुเคค्เคคเคฐिเคค เคชाเคฐेเคชเค›ी

เคค्เคฏो เคช्เคฐेเคฎ เคฎाเคจु เค•ि เค˜ृเคฃा เคค्เคฏเคธैเคฎा เคฆोเคงाเคฐ เค›ु।


                                                                      เคคैเคฒे เค†เคฐ्เคœेเค•ो เค ूเคฒो เคงเคจ เค•े เคนो เคธोเคงे เค•เคธैเคฒे

                                                                      เคฏो เคฎเคนเคฒ เคญเคจु เค•ि เคฎाเคŸो เคค्เคฏเคธैเคฎा เคฆोเคงाเคฐ เค›ु।

d-DeparTure

The sun had just started to embrace the dusk. Gently, the wind blew away touching his face. Heavy hearted, he was, one could have sensed if they looked straight to his eyes.He at once,felt insecure and as if this all had come to an end, an end that he might never have wanted.He could hardly believe he put an end to this and there was no way back.
He tried hard so he could stop his tears from falling,yet he failed. The night scared him more, as if it didn't want to pass. He knew he left too soon, as soon as it had started. But, this separation would be less painful, he thought, than that of which tomorrow may bring him, if he didn't leave at that moment. Stopping at the moment would be something he would be able to handle.
With endless thoughts in mind, he looked at the moon and assured himself that he would eventually move on from this. He barely knew, this would turn to be his deepest scar, a scar that would be difficult to erase. But, that would be beautiful, God will make it beautiful.
Months ago, what he thought seemed pointless at the moment. He was defying his own ideologies and yet he seemed unknown to that. May be, things in between time changed him, shaped what he thought. What he used to accept as truth has now become a lie and maybe that's how things worked for him. Ordinary things, was what he dreamt of and may be they would turn to big for him. Whatever and however, his journey will lead him to the path he is destined to be.๐Ÿ˜ถ

Friday, November 15, 2019

The "First" Things❤️


Oh Hello!Let me talk about
The first things first.
The first things
That ever happened to us๐Ÿ˜‰
Do you remember?
The first warm hug by her๐Ÿ‘ฉ‍๐Ÿ‘ฆ
How can I miss?
His first forehead kiss๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ‘จ‍๐Ÿ‘ฆ
The first fight๐Ÿ˜ 
With your younger brother,right?
Oh you got a sister๐Ÿ™†‍♀️ I'm so sorry
But the thing is same; so no worry๐Ÿ˜Ž
Now that first lonely night
Away from home,away from light๐Ÿ˜ฅ
The first "I miss you mom" on the phone๐Ÿ˜ช
Okay I am really really feeling so alone๐Ÿ˜‘
Then comes.....
The first long night chit chats๐Ÿ™€
12 am goodmornings and 5 am goodnights
Oops! Did I miss falling in love at first sight?
The first date,umm hmm...and the first I love you๐Ÿ’‘
The first kiss..no no my dad gave me before you๐Ÿ˜‚
Do you want to hear the first butterflies that I got in my belly?
When you held my hands for the first time (Oh really!)
You and me side by side,full moon sky ,that busy town
On the roof top, our first promise,not to let each other down๐Ÿ˜ฎ
But like every first things,one that I don't want to remember
Like that of  you leaving me ,unsaid and unheard that cold December๐Ÿ˜‘
With the first heart break,the long chit chats night 
At once turned to the first long sleepless night
But ๐Ÿ˜Šthat was my last dreadful night for sure
For I moved on because my intentions were pure๐Ÿ˜Œ
Whatever...The first things in life are gold
Though they leave you with feelings unfold๐Ÿ˜Š

Monday, January 21, 2019

The Unheard One

Things were left, untold and unheard as always. The heart again shattered to pieces and the broken parts were left unhealed. They said "Time heals everything" but that never ever happened. Feelings were ratiocinated for no reason. 

The heart craved for love, for care and a lil' bit of happiness. Light of hope was all that was needed. Moving on would be the best decision one could ever make but then it turned out to be difficult. 

Everyone wants someone who will be by their side, whatever be the circumstances, someone who will hug them and wipe their tears away, someone who make them realize how worthy they are, how lucky they have been for having you in their life and someone who tells everything going to be okay.

But then, hoping for such 'someone' turned out to be meaningless. And again, things remained untold and unheard as always :(
๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’”
  


Tuesday, January 23, 2018

THE GIRL WHO WRITES

Have you ever met a girl who writes?What is it like being with a girl who pours all her heart in her writing?
Because I believe,the girl who writes is the girl who cares. She will know your heart without you telling her. She won’t write only her story but she will unwrap your feelings in her poems and stories and you will wonder how.
She is the girl who writes because she is the girl who believes. She believes that she is strong and unstoppable. She believes that she can be a beautiful heart. she believes that she can make someone know their worth. She believes that she can make this world a better place to live in.
She is the girl who writes because she is the girl who never stops. She knows one day she will succeed.She knows that after a long cold winter,it will be a sunny day. She knows the path to her destiny is not straight, it has obstacles and ups and downs but she continues to move on.
So,have you ever met a girl who writes? Because she is the one who is worth keeping๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒน