Barren Earth..

And nothing can we call our own but Death, And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings. -William Shakespeare   I was walking around in the garden, when…

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Not again!!!

       She was filled with rage and anger. She thought she'd made peace with her "weight issue" but apparently she was wrong! In the evening, her mom started a lecture on how she should learn to cook more dishes, how other girls knew everything at the ages of 15-16 and how she was gonna be…

Roses – Music

        Some songs are perfect - lyrics, music, voice of the singer. Everything. It speaks to you, touches your heart in a way that you cannot describe!       What I do is not just write the lyrics, I write what and how the song means to me.. I just have to write it down,…

Silencing the thoughts

Thinking too much againgetting tangledin the webs of these thoughts,her head throbbed. She wanted silencenot outside,but in her mind,wanted to silence her thoughts.Maybe straighten them. Music.And Nature.The only 2 things that helped. Listening to few songs on repeat,writing,inarticulate words,feeling the music and the words,imagining falling down down down.. walking on and on and on.. Brighter…