a girl with thousands of thoughts in head try to capture those thoughts in her poetry✨✨
Life lessons :✨
तुम जो आज होवो कल नहीं रहोगे ;तुम जो आज होवो कल नहीं रहोगे ;और जो कल थेवो आज नहीं रहोगे ।।So, yes everything is temporary it is not like that if you are not doing good today or you don't have a good today(day) then never u will have . Just like coins have 2 faces our life also has 2 phases good one and bad one and everyone have to face it , now it just upto u which side u have to hold on and which not. The only thing that u can do is hardwork and believe in your self after that nothing or no one can stop u to get the success (aim).
Naadan hu abhi ;Bohat Kuch sikhna hai,Aaj bheed maigayab hu ;Kal sabsa alagdikhna haiKal sabsa alag dikhnahai . . . . . . . . . . .
When things gone wrongyou just hold my hand & smile n smile .... :-)say nothing to me just looking in my eyes️and makes me understoodthat I am not alone.You give me a hope...a hope , yes a hopewhich somewhere I just lost.You are the sunshine of my day,️the wind of my windy day️which makes me realise thatI am not alone....You are the shining star☄️of my sky night,which twinkles bright n brightand remove the darkness from my life.And makes me realise thatI am not alone...You are here , you are there,You are every every where....which makes me realise I am not alone ....If i am rain which always be stormy ️⛈️then you are my colourful rainbowwhich covers the sky with coloursand bring happiness on faces& realise me that –"I am not alone" & never will be....♾️
"Thoughts fluttering in dark windy night"✨✨
Today , under a dark skynot gazing the stars, just in deep thoughtswith the voice of wind that just blowing and blowingand makes me feel likei want to write somethingbut don't know what..?Whenever, i hearthese winds it seems like these wind forces me to write the thoughts, the things, that are just flashing in my head in nanoseconds.It's seems thatthese winds wants to—free up my thoughtsand blow themjust like wind out of my head.So, this night is differenta lil , different because it's neither stimulates me to lost in someone's memory nor makes me sad by thinking about itbut this night wants—to free up my thoughts,with these windsand blow like it ,as it wants to —devour my thoughts andblow them out of my mind.