I was on a midnight stroll when I came across the doomed cracks in my castle. They were long, tracing the length of each magnificent wall, running around the deep carvings, distorting the beauty to their taste. Their taste- bitter taste; And I, for the longest time, seemed to have given into it- given into …
The Leap
The Sun is shining down upon your brow, making it gleam until it shines enough to deserve your glory. The grass under your feet is tender- as tender as this newborn beginning of your life-long journey. Tender enough to be cradled to the glee of their greens. The path ahead is unbiased, unforked- leading you …
The One about Rains and Hearts
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wb3BwdBdUdY&feature=youtu.be I spilled colors on a rather blank canvas. They dripped off the edges, down in a puddle of water, giving colors to a rather blank sky… An illusion some people so need. Rains mark my favorite time of the year. Those few minutes of Earthen fragrances sent afloat by the happy soils… The beauty …
The one about Butterflies and Hope
Have you ever seen a butterfly grow out of her cocoon? Her wings are the first to greet the first Sun of her new life. Do you know why? It’s a victory ritual. A token to celebrate everything she survived. To celebrate all that made her into who she is now. The last of the …
Homecoming…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgdHGyOy5yk I build. I break. I love. I berate. When birds build a home, they travel far… far away to distant lands. They fly to the highest branch of their favorite tree, only to find a void left unhealed, just for them. How do you know if you weren’t shying away from healing that one …
To the one who is afraid to heal…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KONq0zK0ZPg&t=1s You know, our ego does this strange thing. It tries to build an identity around our traumas. It wears scars as badges of honor and flaunts them in front of carefree smiles. We define our worth from the tears we shed each day. Pain validates us, we go around collecting it just like a …
Sometimes I wonder…
Sometimes I wonder if the leaves have stopped rustling with you not being around. Did you take the wind away or is it just the silence you left behind? Flowers have wilted down, and those standing have lost their charm. Did you crush them under your spiteful steps or is it just the love you …
Should You?
Have you ever paused just for the sake of it? You know, standing still on an old path, in the midst of a swarm… rushing through life just like you.You find yourself greeting a strange kind of silence in that one moment. A silence, almost too magnetic for you to ever wish for a breakthrough. …
When silence dawned over…
It’s not very oftenyet just enough,when my tongue glideselegantly so,To put ballet to shame; Its rhythm sings poemsrich with lore, lure, and lies. Lies have only proven kind to the truth, until they are silenced;No sword killshalf as goryas the one forgedbehind the veil of secrets. It’s not very oftenyet just enough,when hearts don’t waltz in lovejust like …
You will love…
Four walls, a number of bricks, and here you sit in the middle of this room finding solace in your own flesh and love in the mirrors. Mirrors, though, seldom lie. They may lie about a few harsh truths, though ‘lack of love’ stands high on the list. You stand in front of this silvered …
From The Quill 