First blog post

I am starting this blog to share my thoughts some poems and some prose ,orignal quote and quotes which inspired me.

Something about me :

I am a person who don’t just write feelings some of my works are fiction too. Your beautiful words always will catch my attention . I love to write but I love to read more .

Remember :

• Never stop learning .
• Never stop fighting .
• Never hurt others.
• Never judge others .
• Never stop loving yourself .
• Be kind .
• Be polite .
• Be beautiful you .

So now a peice of my work :

I wonder what she is thinking of

Maybe a poem or a prose

A feeling that was not considered and still reside in her heart

A feeling that never rose its voice

Tangled thoughts which are yet to be untangled

A journey yet to begin flying high in the sky

Across the river or across the woods

Lying on green grass and running barefoot

Gentle she looks I wonder how her thoughts looks

A broken heart or a broken dream

What is carrying her forehead crease

Calm looking oceon having hurricanes within

Her eyes looks stormy and smile is just like a morning in spring

Gazing at her I just want to find her not name only but

Her past battles and the mountains soon to be conquered by her only too.

Things matter

I believe truly that things matter . Big , small , positive ,negative ,good , bad whatever thing is going on in your life that matters. It leaves an impression in your life. As we grow up and learn about ourselves we know how all the things that we have seen and experienced while growing up have made an impact on how we live and act upon life.

The lesson we have learnt are always with us and these lessons always are in mind when we are in some similar situation.

I remember how my father told me a story about the nettle leaf and dock leaf and taught me that they grow near to each other which I know is a myth and pure coincidence as they grow in same soil type but the thing that my father taught me the day when I was stung by nettle leaf while pointing at dock leaf was ” When you get into trouble , the solution of trouble is always there ; No problem occurs without any solution to it. there’s always a solution”.

And those words gave me strength and faith in every tough times I have faced till now. That day my father casually told me this while those words became a big thing for me.

To let out.

I am a really private person when it comes to my emotions now a days . I can’t just tell you what I am going through not even a glimpse of the problem. I have good friends like really good friends that I know are there for me. They hear me cry over minute things and just show their support and I don’t know just when things get really heavy like thing I am dealing right now . It’s just become hard you know really hard to tell . I just curl into ball and I just can’t even dial a number to talk to.

I hate being like that. Pathetic emotions I question why things work like that for me like every year since I don’t even remember it’s just have become a circle and I guess I exhausted and done with it. I have no control over things and I am just messy.

I can’t ignore and I can’t do a thing.

I am here to just let out.

4 may 2019

Ever you came across a person who is filled with all the right words you wanted to listen and tell them to you at right time .

Ever met a person who just feel like a missing piece of your heart .

Ever met a person who surprises you with their goofiness and you both just goof around together

Ever met a person with whom you spend time and every time you are together you just want more time

Ever met a person who remembers little details about you

If you have never I repeat never let them go

I repeat never let them go

Today was the day I met with a beautiful person. Someone beautiful by heart. Someone I have known from past 8 months but today I came to know about them and god that person is what I guess was missing. Filled with the right words. The words I’ve been expecting since forever.

I adore that person a lot

Changed

Because so much have changed
Because So much will change
We been apart since three years ?
And we have met occasionally 3-4 times in all these three years
From ignoring to talking to each other
From ending to beginning of something we both won’t nurture ?
At some point you tried and at some point I But it only pained
Because so much have changed
Because so much will change

Do heaviness in my heart that I feel Is in your heart too?
Or is it only me who is feeling helpless in situation of two ?
Have you given up or haven’t you ?
Sometimes our meetings remain silent too
Some days I wanted to stop you and pour my heart too
But I doubted that do you even care to listen to ?
Some days I just wanted to stop you and tell you I can see the pain in your eyes
But I doubted do you even consider me as a friend or just a nuisance
Because so much have changed
Because so much will change
It’s funny how my poetry like in past is not about how much of I cherish and support you
And all about the doubts and fears I have stored as time passes
Because so much have changed
Because so much will change

Crush

A sweet desire
A beautiful never ending day dream
A bitter-sweet reality
I’m calling you my own
However you may belong to someone else
You’re
My desire
My day dream
My bitter sweet reality
My heart
Even when you are not mine
I can call you my own in disguise
Hiding you in metaphors
Finding you in ironies
Writing you in poetry
Writing you a poetry
It’s a little bit childish
But I can call you mine
In a childish way
Hey!You are mine
Mine crush.

 

His eyes

There was something in his eyes
Something I can’t decipher
It was not something stormy or calm
Something not even close to something poetic
That stare was just not fine
It wasn’t lusty,lovely,scary or something in between
Something I just can’t decipher
Was it judgmental ?
Was it disdain?
I’m not sure what it was or what it wasn’t
When his eyes look deep into mine
That stare was just not fine.

Picture credits GOOGLE

WORDS

Words
They hold meanings
They hold love
They hold fear
They hold tears
They hold promises
They hold weakness
They hold strength
They sum up one’s emotion
They sum up one’s decision
They sum up one’s unheard thoughts
They sum up comfort for one’s head
They cut deep the soul with misunderstandings
They are carried deep in one’s soul
They hold ironies
They hold expression
They create impression
They create rhyming
They create stories
They are simple yet twisted
They are twisted yet simple
They are few yet a lot
They are a lot yet very few
They are random yet beautiful
They are beautiful yet random
These words aren’t enough yet somehow they are
These are words weaved for word “word” just because!

Confession of Love :LONG TERM

Long term
I ain’t asking you for a forever
I just want you for a long term with some conditions applied
You just have to be with me until I die and after that I’ll rest in peace with your memories
You just have to give me all your love and attention until fate part our ways
You just have to care for me and let me return the favor to you by love and care
You just have to be there and let me be there to share your burden and problems
A couple of disagreement and a few fights shouldn’t make you blind
We just have to be in love for a long time a “Long Term”
We just have to be beside each other until our hair turns grey and skin wrinkles
I don’t trust forever cause I’m not here forever
I just want you to be here with me for a long term that ends with my last breath

• Anisha

 

FILTHY HANDS

Those filthy hands making their move towards her
Those filthy hands taking no permission touching her without any fear
Those filthy hands claiming her body like now they own it
Keeping a straight face for world but smiling devilishly inside

She was screaming yet again everybody was acting being deaf
She was traumatized yet again everybody was acting being blind
She was broken yet again everybody was blaming her
She was.

NOTE: It’s not like only girls are the victim of those filthy hands.
But the victim of those filthy hands knows how wrong it feels when an unwanted touch invades their personal space and how dirty it feels.Who have suffered knows how traumatizing it is and how awful one feel. The people who have witnessed something this awful and shameful and have done nothing to stop or protect one are no less than the culprit.How can someone turn their back when someone need them. How can someone act they don’t know what’s happening when it’s crystal clear.
Candle marches
Hashtags trending
Nothing can mend a broken soul and a shattered heart

 

TO

To
The day of loosing my best friend
I won’t sugarcoat anything but you were a lot harsher then the winds that were already drifting us apart that’s why we got weak enough to let go the single thread of the love.It aches so much remembering you.

To
My bestfriend
I miss you
Sometimes a lot

To my ex best friend
“smile”
Whatever I try to remember about you these words echoes first but when I remember you all I remember is a beautiful girl annoying me laughing and be bubbly.
Things are different now and even we had tried nothing is back to normal
sigh! I miss you a lot today.