A boy's journey through words and the mixtapes. I write every Thursday.
Once, a zombie. A puppet. A broken chair. A fool. The unresting, burning sun without future. I.
I know life’s still a long shot to bring down the curtain for a happy ending story but at least I can celebrate my freedom these days.
The freedom which wouldn’t have been any ways possible without repercussions of the hell I happened into.
There is no price for my happiness.
Yours too.
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The world will ask you to change. Change but keep the beautiful same, the same.
The world will ask you to become one of them. Nevertheless, pick up your soul, sing your song, cross boundaries, demand heavenly. You soar honey, you turn into an angel, a princess, the queen kinds, the simple girl,.. just anything you so dearly yearn to be.
Comments closedShould you fall, there must not be ‘should haves‘ and ‘could haves‘ humming, lingering, mocking around your cold corpse.
Should you fall, mediocrity must not define you, must not douse your sweet fire.
Should you fall, die filthy rich with experiences and stories.
Should you fall, melt earth turning you into one immortal twinkling memory.
Should I fall with grace, an honest tear drop would mean a heaven to me.
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to this never coming back, the ever so beautiful night, tonight.
And open the door to tiny little dreams.
And cuddle like it’s for the one last time.
And whisper deep, paving, painting the path for mighty tomorrows, yet to come.
And open our heart once again, in this ever so beautiful, dear, daring, dancing night.
Comments closedThey drained me dry. Rained clouds of tears on me over and over. They all took some parts of me and disappeared, only to get abandoned by… easily, completely.
I was barely putting up despite Life’s desert trials and heavy sands of unfair hopelessness shoved inside my yellow boots. She reached out to help me. She, the only one who gave and gave and gave.
I asked, why?
She signaled, “Because it is you. Because of what I had already been through.” .
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Fears, doubts, she shook, took them away.
Not afraid anymore. Not anymore.
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All you need is that one person, the only one who’d say,
“I’ll support you the whole way.”
“I’m glad I took that bus because otherwise, I wouldn’t’ have met you.”
“My life would have ended in vain had you not saved me.”
“I love you more than anything in this world!”
“These days, I don’t know why but I find myself pre-occupied in your thoughts. And, sure as death, I will be thinking of you until the final, desperate, the hardest, beat of my heart. Your memories clinged, signed spilled with the last drop of tear.”
“You’re the reason why I open my eyes every morning.”
“Having you beside me is like dreaming a dream and living the one, the same time.”
“You are the reason why time is a ghost.”
“I fly with you.”
One is enough.
... PART II ...
When feelings sink and never leaves.
This is when the sensations of time and tides strum your heart.
Tears dance.
Lips won’t care the boundaries anymore.
Eyes roar the song of lost and found.
This is when the friendship institutes itself inside-out, love glow, outgrow.
Comments closedDo not bother.
You deserve my silence in this life.
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Feel.
Fill the rests my life with your touch.
Fall.
Life framed with you beside me, fall over me my mountain love.
Please defy gravity, those wild ocean winds; Thwart what’s obvious and please, please roll in with me.
Come with me, my temple.
Please, be mine.
Gentle.
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