Unburden

The gravity of your life is

already enough to bare,

Yet you are carrying the stress

of people for you cared;

You were connected tight,

but are now stranger in spite.

Yes, They enhanced your life once,

but it only repress your well being today.

It feels impossible to let go, I know;

But to hold on is like watering

a dead plant that wont grow.

Be kind to yourself and

say your goodbyes in silence,

Wish them the best and

Unburden yourself from the plighting.

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Moving Out

My coldness is evident,

It is so unlikely of me to not care,

But this is how my body and soul react,

To reach that point of dead end

After so many failed attempts.

You are leaving today to be at another place,

But for me you already moved out

On that night of year end.

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The Lead

I always fall for it,

your shallow concerns

and intentional gestures.

There is no why,

I just fall for it.

Pathetic, Isn’t it?

But I do fall for it

lesser and lesser,

with each passing second.

I do get convinced

more and more

with more self love discovered;

That you are not the destiny ,

but you are just a subplot

that strengthens the fact

that I am the lead.

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Synonyms=Antonyms ?

In the light of whatever is going on right now in the world, I want to reflect on the dialogue that we all must have been part of or at least witnessed ( in real or/and virtual world).

Person A: Says something disrespectful and inappropriate.

Person B: Shows their disappointment and disapproval.

Person A: “I was just joking, don’t be too sensitive. Haha…”

Person B(Reply 1 of N): Silent. [Question their own reaction and convince themselves that they are overreacting]

Person B(Reply 2 of N): Speaks up because it matters. [ Are firm about their position ]

A( About B’s reply 1): Yes! I am right. [Deep inside gets the message that I can go on being inappropriate and just defend myself by calling it “light humor”]

A(About B’s reply 2): Gets insecure when their shit is being called out and label the person B as aggressive and too emotional rather than doing some self analysis.

I do not feel that I need to explain the dialogue but it is definitely indicating to one fact:

“This is the era of wrongly supposed Synonyms.”

  • Inappropriate = Humor
  • Assertive = Aggressive
  • Self respect = Arrogant / stubborn
  • Sensible = Too emotional
  • Moral = politically correct
  • Polite = Available
  • Gender free love = Experimenting/ Lifestyle
  • Knowing what you want = High Maintenance
  • Clothes length = Scale [ Prude <-> Slut]
  • Philosophical = Over-analyzing / Waste of time

The list goes on…

I do not have a concluding message . I guess from this, People will take whatever they are capable of .

All Love.

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14 June 2018

The plane going in the air seems like going at the same speed from the ground below as you are  walking ,but its not, its just the point of view that you are at which makes you feel like that.

Can it be same for the perspective we have about others and their life. It seems perfectly normal and happy from your view point but it may also have many underlying aspects to it. Things are not what they seem, I read somewhere.I guess its true after all.

Everyone is struggling in their own perfect way, some struggles are really too much to bear and some are maybe even unbearable but the struggles still exist. Just like Iron can bear more stress and impact compared to a wood; in the same way, maybe some of us are able to bear more adversity than others due to the characteristics, experiences that makes them “them”, but don’t get me wrong here,the ones bearing more or less adversity are not comparable because Iron is used to hold bridges and wood is used to make houses.Both of them are fulfilling their own  purposes and going through different adversities to reach to the point of fulfilling their purposes.

 

Ancient

My heart throbs the same way
When I touch you,
It’s been many years
Since I found you,
The ancientness of this love
Doesn’t change a thing,
Because there are no conditions
When it’s matter of you…

Now

No trace of regret
Only possibilities are there.
Possibilities of future
Hope for the happy share.
The moment that is now
Wants to be lived.
Even after losing everything
Once was yours, you believed…

Rising

What is this tremor
I feel inside me,
An intuition of the time
To shine from within,
Brand new life I see
Through the wisdom
Of my ancient spirit…