When you said those words
Something heavy inside me broke
Later I realized
It was my heavy hear,
Broken and torn into fragments…
Forever…
When you said those words
Something heavy inside me broke
Later I realized
It was my heavy hear,
Broken and torn into fragments…
Forever…
Hey,
I am now enjoying with my sister in my home town. We just watched the movie ‘Split’, it’s about a man named Kevin Wendell Crumbs who has 23 split personalities. The whole concept I suppose was about people having a disease named d.I.D. (split personalities).
The thing I suppose I understood was that each of the 20 personalities were humble and meant no harm but, the other remaining 3 were in pursuit of the greater power and recognition though their divinity the Beast. The Beast would destroy Kevin forever by gaining the whole control. I feel this is the human tendency to be forlon for the power one could achieve.
Anyways, i did end up getting the book and shall tell you about it more, next time. A happy new year to everybody and a merry christmas.
bye.
When the parents don’t understand you, you often move on to your second love. my second love are books. Today when my grandmother came by to meet me as the day after i was heading out for a week-long trip, i was in need of money as i wanted to by the new novel by my idol author which was out now and was trending. I just needed a few bucks to complete the cost but, my mom stopped her and made her sit in front of her and told on about how i lost the new jeans(which i had just worn 2-3 times), how i lost the watch my mom had brought, how my dad earns for me and i never care about them, night suits, my classes, my dance class etc. everything was being said bad about. i thought ‘ then why even you have to keep me? just because i am in need of some money? every single freaking thing today, all of a sudden, is being bad mouthed about.’ I couldn’t believe my mom would do so. Just for a book of about 400.
I felt like dying. I am good at writing. Just because of books. Today I am alive because of books. Books have believed me and have inspired me. And today they are being put in the allegations just because I lost a certain thing.
Books are my infinity. My world revolver around them in and never-ending spiral. It is very rare to find someone who thinks like you do.
I hope you all understand me.
Books have always played an important role in my upbringing. Sometimes when we read a book, it fills us with an evangelical zeal, that this shattered nation will never come together until each of the living individual has read this book. Nothing is done by the books. They just create an evangelical zeal that conquers our restless minds in a jiffy. The human tendency is so to the blame. The human minds are often bounded to a restricted area and therefore, in accordance to the philosophical reasons we end blindly believing in every evangelical sentence ever written. The war torn nation has its own conditions to be in the war zone until and unless its rough surface cracks to welcome in the melting pot of stories and an infinite collection of overwhelming stories and heartbreaking poems.
Sometimes our best and most touching stories and poems ever written are a reason due to the growing turmoil inside us. The saddest poem of ours are not just words but, each word and its philosophical meanings conceal the worst and the saddest moment of our life that we have ever experienced.
Just pin your ears back with the tune
My heart embarks on,
It plays with its heart on vigor
First listening the rules
And then disremembering them,
They dwindle away
With the litters of fragments
Upon the untouched keys of the passion
That loom your manifestation,
Black and white,
As the keen colors
harmonize along with the
Thundering symphonies it crafts,
The fingers lace about the tuning keys
And perish within the engulfing attitude
Of infinite composition,
Acoustic keyboard’s symphony
holds arbitrary yearnings.
My essence shan’t repose
Without meeting the ending tunes
That complete me…
Galloping Away
Breeze tearing through
The fingers apart
Adjoining the soul inside,
Hair flickering and flew
With the wind, which directed
Every smile and giggle of mine,
Every hop with the gallop
Added only memories in my
Immensely lone treasuries,
The sun shone with me
Smiled and laughed as I cried
With fun and joy
The sun rode with me
Wherever I went
Whatever I did,
It came with me
As I Galloped Away…
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