Moon - I relate to you. I see me in you. You inspire me. You motivate me. The way you shine, even when you are hidden by the clouds; when you do come out, oh how you shine oh-so beautiful, the kind of beauty only you can bring out even during the darkest hours. And the best of all you spread your beauty. The way you make everything around you look so beautiful, even the clouds that hid you, can shine their beauty only through you. That amazes me. It mesmerizes me. I find myself in you, every time that I am lost, I find myself when I feel you, when I feel your radiance. I am found the moment you touch me. I can just lie under you forever, and never feel drained. That for me is my little moment of magic.
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Monday, July 27, 2015
Thoughts 27.07.2015
Today as a nation we mourn the loss of a great person. Just imagining, even though we don’t know him personally nor even related to him, nevertheless we do. Because we are humans. We are programmed to feel the loss. We feel.
How destroyed would someone be, if they lost their father/mother, brother/sister, uncle/aunt, best friend/lover, etc… With no goodbye nothing. They left home and never came back. Can human emotion handle that something that you were not prepared for?
And there are those, who go on taking lives, in the name of religion, beliefs, blah blah, etc. Have they really felt loss ? Because when they know the meaning of losing a life, how can they take a life (or lives)?
Dr. Kalam was a muslim, but thats not what crosses our minds when we think of him. We see him as a person, as a genius, wonderful human being who has contributed his part to the development of our nation.
So, why are we united and separated? why can’t we just be united as humans?!?! Isn’t humanity our most basic nature . . why do we go against it?
Do we lose anything from being just human?
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
i love you because i cannot not love you
from an ordinary girl who has no idea what she is writing about .. most likely a silly fucked up wannabe dreamer !
Love ..
a creamy word! for all . . .
Is it the tingly butterfly in your tummy feel?
or is it i-will-die-for-you baby feel?
as much as cheesy the word Love sounds, it does have a quite an out-of-the-world ring to it .. .
Love for me, completely my view of it is:
self love
falling a sleep and waking up with a silly grin
everything looking beautiful
momentary breathing disorder
any bad day event is negligible!
fascination with imperfections
and all that . . .
thats all the shiny glittery part of it. what is there beyond all the happy-sappy?
Faith.. no-matter-what-kill-me kind of it and also instinctive ;)
i see you inside out, i see all your fucked-up 250, 000 shades of grey and still can't help adoring every inch of it. Your imperfections breeds me in a way nothing else does
the way you make everything seem alright.
making every inch every atom of my body tingle in spite of being all wrong.
Loving you makes me want nothing.
Reality seems way better than dreaming.
More like 'I love my Reality'-kind of feel
how can i explain it!!!!
i don't know if you are real or not, but you already make me mindless with thoughts of you..
this obsession with you never goes away. the thin whatever line between reality and the other is translucent. i don't know if its a good thing or not - all this blind faith.
i can't give up! i know, i feel it!
i don't know..
even if i don't really understand anything, this unshakable feeling is unavoidable.. quite weird!
this supposed to be unexplainable feeling.
why do i believe in something like that.. sounds so absurd!
my fucked-up terrorist of an heart feels totally against all my whatever-hope
is that even normal, that i feel oh-so strong about all this, even when i have no real proof, except my loud instincts crying out to. .
Love ..
a creamy word! for all . . .
Is it the tingly butterfly in your tummy feel?
or is it i-will-die-for-you baby feel?
as much as cheesy the word Love sounds, it does have a quite an out-of-the-world ring to it .. .
Love for me, completely my view of it is:
self love
falling a sleep and waking up with a silly grin
everything looking beautiful
momentary breathing disorder
any bad day event is negligible!
fascination with imperfections
and all that . . .
thats all the shiny glittery part of it. what is there beyond all the happy-sappy?
Faith.. no-matter-what-kill-me kind of it and also instinctive ;)
i see you inside out, i see all your fucked-up 250, 000 shades of grey and still can't help adoring every inch of it. Your imperfections breeds me in a way nothing else does
the way you make everything seem alright.
making every inch every atom of my body tingle in spite of being all wrong.
Loving you makes me want nothing.
Reality seems way better than dreaming.
More like 'I love my Reality'-kind of feel
how can i explain it!!!!
i don't know if you are real or not, but you already make me mindless with thoughts of you..
this obsession with you never goes away. the thin whatever line between reality and the other is translucent. i don't know if its a good thing or not - all this blind faith.
i can't give up! i know, i feel it!
i don't know..
even if i don't really understand anything, this unshakable feeling is unavoidable.. quite weird!
this supposed to be unexplainable feeling.
why do i believe in something like that.. sounds so absurd!
my fucked-up terrorist of an heart feels totally against all my whatever-hope
is that even normal, that i feel oh-so strong about all this, even when i have no real proof, except my loud instincts crying out to. .
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