You don't have to explain yourself, For all the choices you make for you, Though you do have accountability, for the people who you have wronged.
You don't have to apologize, For being anyone on the whole spectrum. You don't have to despise yourself, For being too talkative, too studious, Too silent or too curious.
You don't have to explain yourself, For wanting to roam the streets at night, Or for letting out emotions by crying, Or for liking to talk what's on your mind, Or being a closed book, You don't need to explain why.
You don't need to explain why, You want to wax, or why you don't, Removing hair doesn't make you a typical girl, Nor does keeping them say you are a tomboy. Neither does wearing eyeliner, heels, or dancing makes you less of a guy,
You do not have to explain yourself, For the physical abuse, someone did to you, The other person owes, An apology, an explanation, If not a punishment, not a lie.
You do not have to apologize, For needing help, or a therapist, You don't always have to be, The happy person all the time.
You don't have to say sorry, For the panic attacks or the fear, That flood you, putting you on the spot. You don't have to apologize, For talking to someone, Say you are depressed, Be honest, and it's the best.
Whether your social circle is as big as your class, Or as small as a cocoon, It doesn't matter so much, As long as you're happy, It's perfectly fine.
You always need an arm to cling on to no matter what you undergo , no matter how easy the storm is to get past . But you don't realize this unless you're lying face up like a corpse tired of being dead and cold icicles are falling on you like rain You see, it's all an intricate process but you don't comprehend these little intricacies when all you have to do is tell someone how easy it is to find solace in whatever they own , When all you have to do is preach self-love but self-love is an art and to some it's still an unattainable gem but you don't get how hard it is to hate ourselves and retrieve every single shard of love of our own body specked with flaws after the war ; You don't know what it's like to seek safety in strangers and losing it times and again .
There's a filthy haze of hatred that jets from you every time you can't do it the way you wanted , a haze that bears your name like ancient engravings
It's easy enough to ask anyone to embrace their inner selves the way the mirrors project them , but it's utterly not the case when you try to inhale but end up swallowing this haze , when all you hear is the breaking of all your whims that brim you like poison
You might be wondering what I have seen to profess these inconsequential lessons , but trust me , I have seen everything : I have seen love fly like doves , worn it like a tiara over my head , married it like a husband , nurtured it like an ugly baby in my family's hereditary swaddling that my mother used to enfold me in ; I have watched hate in cracked mirrors and tattered pictures of me , I have been bathed in it an eternity .
I was always too poor to afford a guide , but you always had one - you always had safe hands to place your heart in so you never knew what it's like hold on to an arm and yearn one . You were born on a rich luscious bed of roses but I never had roses ; Everytime I planted them , they died on stormy nights so it's lads like me who know this insatiable craving .
You always need an arm to cling on to amongst hasty acquaintances , Amidst nasty nightmares that envelope you like a strikingly dark curtain but you just can't diagnose the depths of a nightmare unless you're haunted by one yourself in the broad daylight, in front of everyone you know but there's no one to reach out to your screams .
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I want my skin to soften and curl, like a parrot tulip. I want my wrinkles to sew themselves, on the corner of my eye. I want my lips to quiver, beckoning like a passerine bird. I want my bones to rise and ripen, from the weight of loving and hurting. I want my hands to see and feel, the wind, passing through my fingers. I want my feet to unwind and pause, to hear the pulse of the earth. I want my mind to flutter, like the wings of a butterfly.
She’ll welcome you as her own, She’ll caress your skin with her cold breeze, She’ll take you to the deep canyons above and beyond, She’ll indulge in getting you the purest pearls, She’ll love you like she loves the sun. But never betray her.
For she is an ocean,
whole, clamorous and deep.
She’ll set her raging waves out towards you, She’ll haul you down deep into shadows, She’ll be unforgiving while you reach out for help, She’ll watch you as you draw your last breath, She’ll lay you down on her lap where corals bloom. And you’ll be her’s forever.
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