HOME AGAIN Tis the feel The feel of warmth in the midst of winter Oh, I miss it In the Agony of leaving it behind In the hope of moving away In the fear of what to come In the wrath of not to fail In the middle of all I Stood, Still. could've moved, could've stopped, Could've returned to the place behind it all for the feel of warmth in the flakes of snow Nothingless, I waved at sun ahead waiting to rise Waiting to thrive Stepped in the way pebbles of doubt I ogled them,waiti…
Read moreBeautifully DesiccatingOnce was green and perished,and the time came,It stood there next to the undead soul. Stood there, desiccating. As Dawn goes down Dusk came,Over and over again,It stood still in Ache.But to those undead souls,It seems beautiful,They saw the light emerging in between those branchesAnd they admire its dying captivity and called Beautifully desiccating. So, the poem that you just read can be understood in multiple ways and I respect your ones also, but he…
Read moreContradictory ChoicesI wish I could be rebornIn this life only to get that done
With same choices Under different circumstances
Not just to paint the canvas with glittery goldRather design my own with a hint of blue, green, and white
Tried, I hadTired, I am
Furnishing these wild running thoughtsWith no final destination hoping this time pain will become a pleasure, would regain that touch of coffee beans and would get the answer of WHY?
Entangling my peace, my sanityand losing …
The Power of pain to heal you
Everybody is broken
from the inside no matter how much they laugh smile or stay happy, at least
once in a lifetime everyone goes through a trauma/ painful period irrespective of their age. The reason why get fragmented in pieces doesn't matter but your understanding of reason matters.
There was a guy in Poland Dabrowski who was a psychologist, psychiatrist, physician, and
supporter of Polish people against the Nazis in World War. Since h…
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