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You’re the last thing on my mind – Aron Wright

 

i love you and you know it but you don’t know it yet...

some things are beautiful unsaid.

..that’s precisely what you and I are.

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Dark – Siv Jakobsen

Bland. Blank. Brave and Bold.

Her silence has a clear message for you.

Please don’t dial that number again. Suck it up pal.

She is fine. She is home.

She is happy.  Leave her alone.

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Yeh Pal – Prateek Kuhad

 

Slow Suffocation. Painful Patience.

I waited until she made her soft-spoken confession.

Intimidating but eventually worth every burn, every tingle, and every twinge.

We were meant to be.

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Brave – Riley Pearce

A lesson from mum.

Mum patiently and frankly opens up, “Honestly son, I consider myself a very lucky person because your dad really stood out from all the horribles of men I’ve met, men I’ve heard of. See, the truth of the matter is, I have no idea why most men suck, why mosts are jerks, the moron kinds when it comes to sustaining and building relationships. If you think I am Biased? No. I don’t say girls and women aren’t disgraceful in this context but my experiences and from stories I have heard, mosts men hurt girls or women than the other way around.

But anyway, today and for tomorrow, please understand two principal facts dear son: women or girls at the bottom of their heart expects at least two things from their man.

First is care. She wants to feel desired, prioritized, understood, listened to — while profoundly being loved and heart-fully adored at par.

Second, safety. Emotional safety; although many make stupid trade-offs for a financial safety net. But then, only daring women or real, truthful girls rejoice in their utter independence. They merely ask of men to really show themselves up when in need. They merely ask of them to hang in there with them, for them and exchange hands through all their ups and downs.

Yes, us, and many like myself unconsciously, involuntarily look for men who are authentic, the ones who have an innate understanding of the emotional depth (meaning those who are emotionally resourceful), someone who’s a man of character,  someone who knows who he is in his heart, someone who likes himself for who he is.

Lastly, in an ending note; like every other human being, like yourself and me, she deserves her share of freedom. She too yearns to be accepted and equally respected for who she is, how she is. Void judgments, minus baseless criticism.

There’s more to successful marriage and relationships than the bed and flesh…

Needless to ask but… fathomed? Sure?

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Lucky, I have a brother who’s also my soul friend.

He is the reason why I never really cared about wasting energy in forced companionship.

For I was born with one forever friend and that’s him, a worthy heritage to forever flaunt, to forever flare.

Touch wood.

 

He is the reason why I’d never really care if somebody or anybody disses me, be yesterday, today or tomorrow.

He gave me an utter freedom to happily enjoy my lonesomeness. He is why I can be alone at will and still thrive because his cocoon was ever present whenever I needed one.

He never asked for my attention because he knew in his heart that he has my whole heart.

He was always there through most of my terrible thick and thins —  gladly he lived my plights, my stories.

Glad, he still does.

Our humble relationship as twin brothers, or be it as the funniest two bones  — will certainly end one day, not today.

I hope not ever.

p.s.We shared the same warmish womb together, didn’t we? And that’s the cutest thing I’ll forever cherish having done that with you.

Bishow Shrestha.

Lucky to have you.

Lucky to have two.

Always.

Forever.

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Najeek – Ema Bartika Rai

No, you don’t have to be ashamed of who, what and how you are — sure unless you mean no harm to anyone, anybody.

They put labels on you doesn’t mean they own your arseee. I can’t blame their ignorance. You, plain and simple, just fucking ignore.

Weird. Cold. Over Thinking. Unavailable. Emotionally inadequate or too Loud. Introvert. Extroverts. Too Thin. Bulky. Short. Tall, et cetera, added bullshit et cetera. Whatever.

These kinds of adjectives barely add up the whole canvas you once were, you are and you will ever … be painted by, painted with or painted on.

Often sometimes, I wonder why can’t the world and I mean us, be super quiet and enjoy our nature as she unfolds, and rather enjoy the beauty of humanness mixed with beautiful flaws and merry boons.

See, words were invented by human and it will always be that way.

See, words are empowering but sometimes they can be too sloppy as well. So, please consume only what grows your soul but most importantly, words that bring the best in others.

p.s.You are the only person you should be. Dare not give, grieve, or take rubbish.

 

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Spring Waltz (Mariage d’Amour) -Chopin

I always say, my sister is my mother alike and hopefully my daughter to be.

The Kindest. Childlike. Witty. Hard working. Intelligent. Adorable. Soul hammering. The Beautiful.

Yes, every time she smiles and laughs, high on humor, I so much wish she stays the same all her life.

And every time tears hurt as they leave her eyes, I so so much wish they were the last she had deserved for this life.

I am a brother to this one brave girl I call my sister.

She, Sabi Shrestha.

 

 

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Holocene – Bon Iver

This life of yours is so beautiful.

Please own her.

Wander. Love. Smile. Kiss. Hug. Feel her.

Behold, even beautiful things have scars.

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Maps – Freya Ridings

She still loves him.

He still feels her heart in each breathes, with every beat.

♡

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