This elusive happiness.. how much you strive and try.. wanting things that you think will bring happiness, wanting people and relationships that may bring you happiness.. but does it ever? This forgetfulness.. How you forget again and again! Happiness and peace..does not come from someone or something.. It's the intention and desire that makes you… Continue reading Forgetfulness
She talks, i listen, i feel for her, i know exactly what she's going thru, i was sad the whole day yet just listening to her voice made me feel so good.. And at the end of an hour, i didn't tell her about the sadness and crying coz i realized... i don't have any… Continue reading Best friends
Sometimes... Only music understands how you feel.. Random sounds that perfectly resonate with how you feel.. No words required to express how you feel.. Just music..
Once lost, is lost forever.. Nothing you say, do or be can bring it all back.. And all you can do is stare at the walls in the middle of the night.. All you can do is grieve for the loss.. All you can do is cry your heart out.. so that you can accept… Continue reading Lost forever..
Something within stirs up, out of the blue, trying to express but as usual, words don't match the feelings.. Like a soft breeze that springs out of nowhere, like a beautiful composition that just comes out of the musical instrument, like mixing all ingredients turns out to be something flavorsome just like that, like a… Continue reading Expressing life..
When situations around you aren't going well, when your friends are unavailable, when you can't talk to anyone, when you don't want to talk to anyone, when there's an inner turmoil going on, when you can't even bear to talk to people, go silent, go offline.. Don't talk.. Be quiet as much as you can..… Continue reading Dusty and windy
Sometimes.. there's this peculiar feeling.. to just feel every thing that is around.. the patches on the wall, the pillow cover, the heat of the afternoon and the flow of cool air from the fan intermingled, the worn out wood on the side of the table, some dust on the windowsill, without touching, just… Continue reading The joy of being alive..
Have you ever tried to enter the long black branches of other lives — tried to imagine what the crisp fringes, full of honey, hanging from the branches of the young locust trees, in early morning, feel like? Do you think this world was only an entertainment for you? Never to enter the sea and… Continue reading Have you ever? – Poem