Too much love

If someone says that they will never break your heart

Believe it only if you are ready for your heart to be broken

If someone says they cannot live without you

Believe only if you are prepared for a life without them

Love is not an emotion that you can contain

Its like a fire – You need just to right amount of flame

Too little will make you cold and too much will burn you

If you can, love with consistency and patience

Don’t love to the point where you will loose her

Don’t love to the point where he is your idol

Let love be a living link that binds and gives just enough

To survive in this wicked world!

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Second Chance

You make mistakes so do I
But how often do we give
Just one more chance
That Second Chance
You broke my heart so did I
How hard is it to forgive and forget
Just one more chance
That Second Chance
We have only just one life to live
I fear its the truth and nothing more
So don't be afraid to give and receive
That Second Chance in this life!

Can’t have enough

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I just cant seem to have enough of you

No matter how much I keep starring at you

I just can’t seem to have enough of you

No matter how much I keep watching you

I just can’t seem to have enough of you

No matter how much I find ways to not like you

I just can’t seem to have enough you

No matter how much I don’t want to exist without you

No! No! I just can’t seem to have enough

Hello August

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Hello August, you number eight the month of fall
Waiting to experience you in places with seasons
The orchestra of colors you bring out is fabulous
Many at home celebrate you in all sorts of ways

Hello August bring on the best you have for me
Give me something better than that from July
I will not speak of September but that’s in my heart
So come on make this month a memorable one

Surprise me!

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Surprise me with intelligent little talk
Surprise me with a some handpicked flowers
Surprise me with your sarcasm and humor
Surprise me with anything at all

Surprise me with some senseless stories
Surprise me with a handful of chocolates
Surprise me with a gift of memories
Surprise me with anything at all

Surprise me with a handwritten letter
Surprise me with surprise party
Surprise me with just about anything
Surprise me with anything at all

The Rejection Game

“No” she said when she was conceived her your womb
“No” he said when he realized she was with child
The first glimpse of rejection you both introduced to her
But she forgives you both as that is something she must do
“You’re not able to do this”, “Don’t be silly you’ cant’
“Don’t”, “No”, “You can’t do that”, “Listen when we tell you”
These were the words you pushed down on her
She had no clue what life would unfold for her
Strict rules around the house with severe punishments 
She was so afraid of him, so much so, more than she should
She probably thought if he was like this God must be a tyrant
Fear was instilled even before she learn’t her A,B,C’s
Life went on this way until one fine day arrived someone new
A little baby boy - She looked at him and said “You’re my brother”
She adored him and loved him with every beat in her heart
Not knowing that she was on level 2 in the game of rejection
Time went by and the discrimination grew larger than life
“No, you can’t cos you are a girl”, “yes, he can. He’s a boy”
Bicycles were denied, Swimming lessons were denied
“Learn to play the piano” she was told so she did
Years kept going and she had no clue why her sexuality was a concern
She began to hate herself for being a girl & very soon a woman
Her mother never taught her anything about the ways of life
She did’t know whom to ask – She found things on her own
A few more years gone by and now she started questioning
They didn’t approve her questioning their authority
She was seen as a rebellious teenager- a difficult child
In her mind she was strong and loyal, a beautiful mind
She did everything she was asked to do and time flew by
Many things came and went by, in her colorful life
One day drew near when she had a revelation so true
All these memories of a miserable childhood she lived
The spirit within her rose up one fine day into new heights
All these questions she ever had about her life unraveled
In her heart she knew she was a lover, an adventurer, a dreamer
She had become that being - survival to fight rejection
The spirit within her told her after decades gone by
The secrets which was never told to her before
She knew at once she was not wanted or needed
By the ones that birthed her and gave her life
She was perhaps not the boy child they wanted
She was perhaps conceived when they were not ready
Yet the first rules out the latter as she learns
That even if she was the fifth she would still be rejected
She yearns to find out from her that gave her birth
But she has enough wisdom not to do so as she’d want
Rejection is such a powerful force in life she knows
She realized that rejection = hate and there is no way out
To all who have been rejected at some point in your life
Just know that one may reject you but another will love you
For who you are and what you are and what you have become
Love covers all and only love from the heart can make you whole
Forgive, Hard to forget its true but try and Move On
We have only one life to live here on earth so make it count
Game Over - Rejection!

Tired

Tired of chasing after the lost
Tired of chasing pretty rainbows
Tired of self expectations
Tired of hoping for the best
Just Tired, Tired, Tired

Tired of being patient
Tired of being harassed
Tired of feeling rejected
Tired of feeling like a loser
Just Tired, Tired, Tired

When will this all end?
When will I truly live?
When will I see myself where I should be?
Other than feeling and being tired

To be or not to be?

Life throws all kinds of challenges that we face each day
To be or not to be is a question in every man’s way
It’s a choice we all have to make each day
No matter the outcome or what come may
Should I write to him or not?
Will she get offended if I tell her off?
Should I call off this thing that I have with her?
Will he understand if I said what I said?
Should I continue in this abusive relationship?
Or should I just walk away and leave him behind?
W ill she understand if I left her cos I can’t take no more?
Or should I just zip it up and bear it a bit longer?
Is this love we have really getting us somewhere?
Its become dull and boring, how long must I stay?
Should I help my friend who plans to this crazy thing?
Or should I just let him deal with his own messes?

To be or not to be? – that is the question! ” – WS

It is a question for each day!

Living in a bubble

Life has it is to many has its own ups and downs. Some have more strength to cope with pressures of life than some others. This does not make the former greater than the latter nor the latter more incapable than the former.

No two lives are the same and there is no ‘one solution’ which can resolve similar problems. Each one’s problem is unique, so must the solution be.

When others state that you are living in your bubble and not aware of the World outside, it may not be true, all the time. Sometimes, few of us choose to live in a bubble to safeguard ourselves from further harm and criticism.

Living in a bubble is not meant for everyone nor is it the best solution for all lifes problems. Some of us who are social butterflies when restricted to a bubble may not survive for too long. But then again, you may say it is by choice.

Not everyone has the choice of living in a bubble. You may succumb to situations and circumstances in life that directs you in to your bubble. It is a rather unpleasant forcible act which is beyond your liking or control.

To some of us, our bubble is are safe house, our cocoon. And no matter what the external factors say or think of us, we may not want to move out of our bubble until we feel its safe. But how would we know if it is safe at all?

Living in a bubble is a rather challenging. It may preserve us or it may destroy us. But who are we to know which is the best option. We must take a risk and see if it works out or not!

Like I said living in a bubble is not for everyone! Let the bubble you live in drift away to some place safe!

Past.Present.Future

The Past.

We were good friend. We used to talk for hours. God only knows what we spoke of – But we loved each others company that much.

The present part 1:

We became a much more than just good friends. I admired you. We fell in love. We started dating.

The present part 2:

We fell apart. I stopped admiring you. We didn’t say goodbye. I walked out. We never spoke since then.

The Future.

I know that you are doing well. You are happy. You are free. That makes me happy to see how far and well you’ve moved in life.

Past.Present.Future is always full of surprises. Everyone has regrets, but I don’t regret having known you in my life. You have always been a good human being and life will only bring your way happiness you deserve.

 

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