More or less of everything can make us feel like, I am done! But the point is where do we find out that bar or the line which shows okay this is it, this needs to be like this much only, neither more nor less.
Say like, what ever we do,we do have a purpose behind, a reason behind May be some of them has selfish motives, some just come out of love !
How far do we go for love ! - this is something which no one can compare or no one even will be able to compare! Because all what we think is we should never fail ! Is not that the thing which keeps us going on and on !
But what If, for the one whom we keep on trying is not expecting all of this, or it does not make any sense , Will you blame that person for not acknowledging even a bit of it, or the person who does everything he/she can without any fail or judgement.
If the person is not expecting it at all, surely he cannot be blamed Sad part is, I will blame the person who does that, I mean it is not necessary that what you feel has to be the same for the one you are doing it, love makes a person so blind that what they feel as colourful can actually be just shades of grey or black !
Sometimes truth remains in front of us, but we just ignore just with the rush of those emotions which makes us feel alive.
Somewhere deep down,part of us know that one day all that which was looking colourful was just a lie, a lie on which we live until the truth hits it hard and kills it!
At the end it is not the more or less, all that matters is how much we made sure of the steps which we took in our life Wait don't name it as overthinking, it is always better to foresee things rather than to ignore them
Oh darling, you didn't call me You didn't pick up the ring either I believe you slept in misunderstanding Please make it dear, a little lighter You know the monochrome of life We know, since we have walked together But prithee, don't turn away from me Your heart has been my sole shelter Don't make the summer dark again The Sun should shine brighter this time Your laugh I heard through the wired box It sounded to me, like a nectar rhyme Come to me, my soul calls you All my love is for you, my life You weep, it breaks my heart, I cry Come to me, my beautiful wife I shall be your perfect match, I promise You are my dear, my sole lifeline No stars can separate the ones United beyond the cords of time
From the pov of a soldier, going to a war from which he might never return. He had a misunderstanding with his wife recently but now he wishes to call her and express his love to her. Maybe we could never talk again, but we'll some day in Heaven perhaps. A little tribute to those warriors who leave their everything to fight for the nation.
I hear everyone talk about mental health, And how it needs to be discussed more. The depression, the anxiety, and everything around it, But how do we get to the problem's core? - I see people keeping their minds open, And I see people open up too. But for someone who's raised to be "strong", There aren't a lot of options, but a few. - To not let the world see them as vulnerable, That's how many people have been raised. And so when it comes to talking about their feelings, In their minds, it's not really praised. - So they go about their business, Everyday, thinking their fine. They'd provide for themselves and their family, With a mind that's vulnerable, to five from nine. - For a person like that to recover at all, They have to feel the consequences weigh. So before their mind crushes their soul, They need to say, "I'm not okay".
PS, This is a random poem. But if you feel like you can relate to this poem, just know that it's okay, not to be okay. Ask for help, it's not bad. Talk to someone who cares for you. Take care. World is more beautiful with you in it. ❤
I was not much into stars or moon . And then I met her. She loved those heavenly bodies. And I loved the way she used to look at them. Because of her I realised that there's beauty and happiness in the things all around. I used to feel cold and numb even in scorching heat. Her presence made me realise that there is this feeling called warmth. Watching her face while she slept gave me the peace and I started sleeping like a baby. She came into my life when I was not sure about anything, delusional , confused and hopeless. Now I think that I can live my life and literally face anything.