NE PLUS ULTRA 1 : the highest point capable of being attained : acme
2 : the most profound degree of a quality or state
Writing is a miracle born out of some accident, once you start doing it, then it begins to happen later. Despite of the very tough routine , I cannot keep myself apart from playing with words... bear me
Rebel the authority only if you owe a land for the battle beyond that authority, is there anything anywhere beyond the Divine control!? Not even the mind nor even the tongue of yours is yours but His, so what to dare think and speak against......I wonder
This is a quadruple Haiku,(probably has a different name)lol I have been losing time, and sometimes I can't complete a full sentence, and on other days, simple words elude me! This is kind of what I feel as my family looks at me, like I could disappear at any second! Some days I don't remember that their looks scare me!
True love is a fact It is not based on thoughts abstract. When feelings grow they are fragile. Like snow near burning woods pile. It takes patience, understanding and care. Only then true love strongly fare.
I try to reach for the sky to pluck the dreams. And then to place them on your eyes. I roam at night and look at the stars I want to find the brightest one for you. I want to capture a nightingale so that if your nightmares haunt you then it will sing you a lullaby. I will build gardens for you with all flower plants. And when those bloom, butterflies will come and I will place them on your hairs. I want to tame the winds so that they make you feel my presence even in my absence.
No matter where I wander. If you feel lonely, I will come running back to you and hold you in my arms.
Lots of emotions but nothing to say. Like the burning sun without the ray. Lots of dark spots in my mind. I may not see clear or can even turn blind. Many well wishers but not a friend to find. I thought I was alone then what I see. My hollow emotions scattered around me. Memories sometimes knocks on door. I don't need visitors anymore. I walk in the fields and take a deep breath One day the air will be stale and it will be the time of my death.
Drop by drop Pains crop Emotions high Heavy sigh Eyes become like cloudy sky. Tear drops rain like rainfall insane Cats and dogs Clearing the blocks Emotional vulnerability lots on stake Failures Heartbreaks People fake. When we cry It shows that we try to overcome the blows. Take deep breath and stay calm. Crying is like covering wounds with a soothing balm.