Yes, I love him
Yes, I adore him
Yes, his handsome face brings smile to my face
And yes, he sure lights up my day
But there is a price that I have to pay for all this
Bcoz, Yes, it is gonna hurt when he leaves
Yes, it will make me sad when I couldn't see him anymore
And, yes it will break my heart when I won't even receive his texts
But I guess you have to go through the pain for the happiness that you gained
Yes, it is stupid to fall for him knowing in the end it will leave you hurt
Yes, it is illogical to think of a future with him when it's a dead end
And, ofcourse, it's really suicidal to be a hopeless dreamer
But I guess life is about all that
Taking risks,
Putting your heart on your sleeves,
Being courageous to be vulnerable and open to love
Wishing to be loved back like a endless prayer
That might never come true
But in the end it's worth it as it sets you free
That you dared to do something, gave your all to it,
Not thinking about the outcome, but enjoying the thrill of that journey brought you
Yes, in the end Love hurts
Yes, it sucks
And yes, it will drain you out
But you gave yourself a chance again
And I think it matters the most
That you loved someone with your bare soul.
#review #kp #poetry
Yes, I adore him
Yes, his handsome face brings smile to my face
And yes, he sure lights up my day
But there is a price that I have to pay for all this
Bcoz, Yes, it is gonna hurt when he leaves
Yes, it will make me sad when I couldn't see him anymore
And, yes it will break my heart when I won't even receive his texts
But I guess you have to go through the pain for the happiness that you gained
Yes, it is stupid to fall for him knowing in the end it will leave you hurt
Yes, it is illogical to think of a future with him when it's a dead end
And, ofcourse, it's really suicidal to be a hopeless dreamer
But I guess life is about all that
Taking risks,
Putting your heart on your sleeves,
Being courageous to be vulnerable and open to love
Wishing to be loved back like a endless prayer
That might never come true
But in the end it's worth it as it sets you free
That you dared to do something, gave your all to it,
Not thinking about the outcome, but enjoying the thrill of that journey brought you
Yes, in the end Love hurts
Yes, it sucks
And yes, it will drain you out
But you gave yourself a chance again
And I think it matters the most
That you loved someone with your bare soul.
#review #kp #poetry
I trust you
I trust them
I trust us
I trust myself
I trust God
I trust my parents
I trust the universe
I trust in love being shared around us, among us
I trust in the prayers I do for you, for my friends and family, and people around the world
I trust in the smile I receive when people see me as their child or friend or whatever I am to them
I trust in the beating of heart, in the blooming of a flower, in the impeccable green color of leaves, in stars and also in the way we still are alive, as it tell me there is a higher power beyong my imagination
I trust still in the goodness of others,
I trust in the way I get those moments of laughter I share with my mother
I trust in the stupid, weird, (sometimes) deep talks with I have with my brother about everything
I trust in the way I could speak my heart out to my friends
I guess I really wanna trust in all the things I mentioned but I am not being able to
Someone, something have changed me
I am not being able to trust back people and things
I hope I come out of this phase. Or maybe remain the same forever.
As I have understood that
Trust is too fragile to break and make
#review #poetry #kp
I trust them
I trust us
I trust myself
I trust God
I trust my parents
I trust the universe
I trust in love being shared around us, among us
I trust in the prayers I do for you, for my friends and family, and people around the world
I trust in the smile I receive when people see me as their child or friend or whatever I am to them
I trust in the beating of heart, in the blooming of a flower, in the impeccable green color of leaves, in stars and also in the way we still are alive, as it tell me there is a higher power beyong my imagination
I trust still in the goodness of others,
I trust in the way I get those moments of laughter I share with my mother
I trust in the stupid, weird, (sometimes) deep talks with I have with my brother about everything
I trust in the way I could speak my heart out to my friends
I guess I really wanna trust in all the things I mentioned but I am not being able to
Someone, something have changed me
I am not being able to trust back people and things
I hope I come out of this phase. Or maybe remain the same forever.
As I have understood that
Trust is too fragile to break and make
#review #poetry #kp
*I Thought I Lost You*
I think I lost you
I lost you when you couldn't get me
I lost you when we could not agree to disagree
I lost you when all you could say were words filled with poison to discourage me
I started losing myself
I lost myself when I let you do what you felt was right for me
I lost myself when I could not be happy on things as you felt they were wrong for me
I lost myself when all I could think was to be perfect for you
I believe it's better that I lost you
I believe when one becomes toxic for you it's not worth your mental peace
I believe when I could not be enough for you ever, you don't deserve me
I believe that you could never overlook my flaws and be more focused on my goodness
I believe that I have found myself again
I believe it is so as I have a family who loves me and support me
I believe it is so as I have friends who accept me as I am but also I could look upto when I do wrong to correct me
I believe it is so as I am more kind, generous, and loving towards myself
And I also believe that one day, someone is gonna love me
He is gonna accept me for my flaws
But he is also gonna help me in dealing with those flaws
He is gonna be my family and my best friend
The one who will support me, even fight with me but laugh with me too
He is always gonna encourage me to be a better version of me.
So, I guess I lost you for good
I lost you so I could find myself again
I lost you so I could spent my time with people who are worthy for that moments
I lost you to find 'the one'
And I lost you for you were never to be part of my life
#review #poetry #kp
I think I lost you
I lost you when you couldn't get me
I lost you when we could not agree to disagree
I lost you when all you could say were words filled with poison to discourage me
I started losing myself
I lost myself when I let you do what you felt was right for me
I lost myself when I could not be happy on things as you felt they were wrong for me
I lost myself when all I could think was to be perfect for you
I believe it's better that I lost you
I believe when one becomes toxic for you it's not worth your mental peace
I believe when I could not be enough for you ever, you don't deserve me
I believe that you could never overlook my flaws and be more focused on my goodness
I believe that I have found myself again
I believe it is so as I have a family who loves me and support me
I believe it is so as I have friends who accept me as I am but also I could look upto when I do wrong to correct me
I believe it is so as I am more kind, generous, and loving towards myself
And I also believe that one day, someone is gonna love me
He is gonna accept me for my flaws
But he is also gonna help me in dealing with those flaws
He is gonna be my family and my best friend
The one who will support me, even fight with me but laugh with me too
He is always gonna encourage me to be a better version of me.
So, I guess I lost you for good
I lost you so I could find myself again
I lost you so I could spent my time with people who are worthy for that moments
I lost you to find 'the one'
And I lost you for you were never to be part of my life
#review #poetry #kp
LETTING GO!
Letting you go was one of the hardest things I have to do
I still cry at night, muffling my cries while shedding tears on my pillow
There is constant urge to think of the idea- one day you will realise my worth, which doesn't end
This dream of mine being in your arms will never come true
Still, I pray for it like a hopeless fool
I am in turmoil of remembering our shared moments and moving ahead to make new memories
I am sticky stagnant, stuck at what to do
If only you could help me forget you
Because nothing seems to work
People say it's a phase, you will get over it
I hope the same since I am done with battling with my logic as this heart beats for you
One day I will let go of you
And I will be as strong as a thunderstorm
As beautiful as the spring
But as the autumn I have to shed my dried leaves
And he as cold as winter
Sorching as the summer which burns with the desire of you
Someday, I will be that peaceful breeze, content with letting you go.
#review #kp
Letting you go was one of the hardest things I have to do
I still cry at night, muffling my cries while shedding tears on my pillow
There is constant urge to think of the idea- one day you will realise my worth, which doesn't end
This dream of mine being in your arms will never come true
Still, I pray for it like a hopeless fool
I am in turmoil of remembering our shared moments and moving ahead to make new memories
I am sticky stagnant, stuck at what to do
If only you could help me forget you
Because nothing seems to work
People say it's a phase, you will get over it
I hope the same since I am done with battling with my logic as this heart beats for you
One day I will let go of you
And I will be as strong as a thunderstorm
As beautiful as the spring
But as the autumn I have to shed my dried leaves
And he as cold as winter
Sorching as the summer which burns with the desire of you
Someday, I will be that peaceful breeze, content with letting you go.
#review #kp
#review #poetry #kp
*ME & MY EMPTINESS*
I am sitting idle,
With no thoughts,
Why is it feeling good?
I guess I need a break
From this life
From people around me
From things with me which keep messing me up
This way maybe I can finally find myself
Away from my thoughts which seeps into me every now and then,
To distract me from looking at what I have achieved and have in my life at this point. Right now.
A person, place, thing or animal can't fill this emptiness until i let them fill this
Not like I wanna depend on something or someone
I just wanna...
Wanna feel good because it has been long since I felt this way
To connect with someone to feel human again
Is it so much to ask for? Am I being needy?
I think all i am asking is what a human should aspire for
To be felt like a human with soul that feels
Rather than a machine that works for the sole purpose of giving an output
Doesn't this difference between me and a box?
To be cared for, to be taken care of, to take care for, these things make me different
I keep doubting myself
I keep asking why am I so different
I should accept myself as I am, as people say
But they only won't let me do that unless its as per them
What should I do? Tell me.
A human is a soul less machine if he is asked to do what he is supposed to do
And now I realise, I am still thinking.
There are thoughts.
But does someone care for these thoughts?!
Does someone think like I do?
Or has everyone has become a soulless soul wandering on this earth?!
*ME & MY EMPTINESS*
I am sitting idle,
With no thoughts,
Why is it feeling good?
I guess I need a break
From this life
From people around me
From things with me which keep messing me up
This way maybe I can finally find myself
Away from my thoughts which seeps into me every now and then,
To distract me from looking at what I have achieved and have in my life at this point. Right now.
A person, place, thing or animal can't fill this emptiness until i let them fill this
Not like I wanna depend on something or someone
I just wanna...
Wanna feel good because it has been long since I felt this way
To connect with someone to feel human again
Is it so much to ask for? Am I being needy?
I think all i am asking is what a human should aspire for
To be felt like a human with soul that feels
Rather than a machine that works for the sole purpose of giving an output
Doesn't this difference between me and a box?
To be cared for, to be taken care of, to take care for, these things make me different
I keep doubting myself
I keep asking why am I so different
I should accept myself as I am, as people say
But they only won't let me do that unless its as per them
What should I do? Tell me.
A human is a soul less machine if he is asked to do what he is supposed to do
And now I realise, I am still thinking.
There are thoughts.
But does someone care for these thoughts?!
Does someone think like I do?
Or has everyone has become a soulless soul wandering on this earth?!
#review #kp
IMPORTANCE OF HUMAN TOUCH
So this thing I realized when I took a pic of my grandmother who was wearing a top of mine and somehow her hair were looking like spikes. And she wanted to see that pic. And I am like not now. I have just come from office. And I cannot touch her until I have had a bath.
So I thought, damn, what has happened?! Now, if I wanna hug her I can't. That's when I remembered a friend of mine once mentioning to me that one day I will realise the importance of human touch.(He meant it becauseI used to feel awkward about hugs at that point in my life from any male friend.)
Currently, we all are in the state where we can't meet new people or have to be very careful about touching each other. And I think I am a bit late to write this. I mean I too feel very angry about the people who actually made this Corona virus. Now, their first goal might have been something else but I thought to myself, their aim was to keep us distant from each other. Their ultimate aim was to isolate us. Because, I know, loneliness eats you up. No one to talk to. No one to kiss, hug or even look at. Finding a human being for God's sake has become an alien concept.
A friend of mine has been feeling that he needs people around him. And before clicking the pic, I was having conversation about this with him. So yes I guess we all are finding how important human touch is. So, I am just trying to be there for people. And I guess they are also doing the same for me.
We all are in this together. Things are lookig up and with time, things will be better. And we all will be able to touch, feel each other's warmth, love and care. Any singles out there, any family member who is away from home. Or even a newly born baby. Trust me, it is all going to be better. We just have certain lessons to learn from this pandemic I guess.
Take care all. Keep it tight and together.
IMPORTANCE OF HUMAN TOUCH
So this thing I realized when I took a pic of my grandmother who was wearing a top of mine and somehow her hair were looking like spikes. And she wanted to see that pic. And I am like not now. I have just come from office. And I cannot touch her until I have had a bath.
So I thought, damn, what has happened?! Now, if I wanna hug her I can't. That's when I remembered a friend of mine once mentioning to me that one day I will realise the importance of human touch.(He meant it becauseI used to feel awkward about hugs at that point in my life from any male friend.)
Currently, we all are in the state where we can't meet new people or have to be very careful about touching each other. And I think I am a bit late to write this. I mean I too feel very angry about the people who actually made this Corona virus. Now, their first goal might have been something else but I thought to myself, their aim was to keep us distant from each other. Their ultimate aim was to isolate us. Because, I know, loneliness eats you up. No one to talk to. No one to kiss, hug or even look at. Finding a human being for God's sake has become an alien concept.
A friend of mine has been feeling that he needs people around him. And before clicking the pic, I was having conversation about this with him. So yes I guess we all are finding how important human touch is. So, I am just trying to be there for people. And I guess they are also doing the same for me.
We all are in this together. Things are lookig up and with time, things will be better. And we all will be able to touch, feel each other's warmth, love and care. Any singles out there, any family member who is away from home. Or even a newly born baby. Trust me, it is all going to be better. We just have certain lessons to learn from this pandemic I guess.
Take care all. Keep it tight and together.
#review #kp #Corona
Importance of Human Touch
So a realized a thing when I took a pic of my grandmother. She was wearing a top of mine and somehow her hair were looking like spikes. She wanted to see that pic. And I am like not now. I have just come from office. And I cannot be near her until I have had a bath.
So I thought, damn, what situation is this?! Now, if I wanna hug her I can't. That's when I remembered a friend of mine once mentioning to me that one day I will realise the importance of human touch.(He meant it because I used to feel awkward about hugs at that point in my life from any male friend.)
So, yes currently we all are in the state where we can't meet new people or have to be very careful about touching each other. And I think I am a bit late to write this. I mean I too feel very angry about the people who actually made this Corona virus. Now, their first goal might have been something else but I thought to myself, their aim was to keep us distant from each other. Their ultimate goal was to isolate us. Because, nothing sucks or brings a person down when he is lonely. Loneliness eats you up. No one to talk to. No one to kiss, hug or even look at. Finding a human being for God's sake has become an alien concept.
Alos, a friend of mine has been feeling that he needs people around him. And before clicking the pic, I was having conversation about this with him. So yes I guess we all are finding how important human touch is. I am just trying to be there for people. And I guess they are also doing the same for me.
In a nut shell, we all are in this together. Things are lookig up and with time, things will be better. There will come a day where we all will be able to touch and feel each other's warmth and love. Any singles out there, any family member who is away from home. Or even a newly born baby. Trust me, it is all going to be better. We just have certain lessons to learn from this pandemic I guess.
Take care all. Keep it tight and together. 😊
Importance of Human Touch
So a realized a thing when I took a pic of my grandmother. She was wearing a top of mine and somehow her hair were looking like spikes. She wanted to see that pic. And I am like not now. I have just come from office. And I cannot be near her until I have had a bath.
So I thought, damn, what situation is this?! Now, if I wanna hug her I can't. That's when I remembered a friend of mine once mentioning to me that one day I will realise the importance of human touch.(He meant it because I used to feel awkward about hugs at that point in my life from any male friend.)
So, yes currently we all are in the state where we can't meet new people or have to be very careful about touching each other. And I think I am a bit late to write this. I mean I too feel very angry about the people who actually made this Corona virus. Now, their first goal might have been something else but I thought to myself, their aim was to keep us distant from each other. Their ultimate goal was to isolate us. Because, nothing sucks or brings a person down when he is lonely. Loneliness eats you up. No one to talk to. No one to kiss, hug or even look at. Finding a human being for God's sake has become an alien concept.
Alos, a friend of mine has been feeling that he needs people around him. And before clicking the pic, I was having conversation about this with him. So yes I guess we all are finding how important human touch is. I am just trying to be there for people. And I guess they are also doing the same for me.
In a nut shell, we all are in this together. Things are lookig up and with time, things will be better. There will come a day where we all will be able to touch and feel each other's warmth and love. Any singles out there, any family member who is away from home. Or even a newly born baby. Trust me, it is all going to be better. We just have certain lessons to learn from this pandemic I guess.
Take care all. Keep it tight and together. 😊
#review #kp #poetry
Time Will Tell
Time was a foe of mine.
I always thought it was against me.
I never accepted its decisions,
Or that it was just doing what it was supposed to.
It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well,
But it was always a foe.
I was afraid that it will put me in place once it tells itself.
Time became a friend of mine.
I started trusting it.
It brought me to a good place.
It healed me by making me realize that,
It was just doing its job.
It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well.
It was finally a friend.
I was happy as I saw better things once it told itself.
Time has become a frenemy of me.
I trust it but sometimes I am scared of it.
I ponder, what if in doing what it is supposed to,
I wonder, what if its job takes it all away from me.
It flies, it flows, it runs and it stands still as well.
It will hurt and care, together,
Like a bittersweet memory.
I am confused to give in to it.
However, with this fear, I am curious as well.
Curious to find out what more possibilities it has stored in for me,
Which other happy moments it will give me,
What other hardships it will make me face.
Because in the end, it is just living upto its name.
To fly, to flow, to run and to stand still.
So, I am at peace with it.
I have decided to be with it.
I know I am scared but still I will have faith in it.
Because I know one day,
Time will tell me another story.
Another chapter to add to my life.
So, I am just waiting for time to tell,
A sweet lullaby or a harsh reality.
Whatever it will be,
I am sure I will be ready to experience it.
Because no one tells better stories than TIME.
Time Will Tell
Time was a foe of mine.
I always thought it was against me.
I never accepted its decisions,
Or that it was just doing what it was supposed to.
It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well,
But it was always a foe.
I was afraid that it will put me in place once it tells itself.
Time became a friend of mine.
I started trusting it.
It brought me to a good place.
It healed me by making me realize that,
It was just doing its job.
It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well.
It was finally a friend.
I was happy as I saw better things once it told itself.
Time has become a frenemy of me.
I trust it but sometimes I am scared of it.
I ponder, what if in doing what it is supposed to,
I wonder, what if its job takes it all away from me.
It flies, it flows, it runs and it stands still as well.
It will hurt and care, together,
Like a bittersweet memory.
I am confused to give in to it.
However, with this fear, I am curious as well.
Curious to find out what more possibilities it has stored in for me,
Which other happy moments it will give me,
What other hardships it will make me face.
Because in the end, it is just living upto its name.
To fly, to flow, to run and to stand still.
So, I am at peace with it.
I have decided to be with it.
I know I am scared but still I will have faith in it.
Because I know one day,
Time will tell me another story.
Another chapter to add to my life.
So, I am just waiting for time to tell,
A sweet lullaby or a harsh reality.
Whatever it will be,
I am sure I will be ready to experience it.
Because no one tells better stories than TIME.
Time will tell
Time was a foe of mine.
I always thought it was against me.
I never accepted its decisions,
Or that it was just doing what it was supposed to.
It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well,
But it was always a foe.
I was afraid that it will put me in place once it tells itself.
Time became a friend of mine.
I started trusting it.
It brought me to a good place.
It healed me by making me realize that,
It was just doing its job.
It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well.
It was finally a friend.
I was happy as I saw better things once it told itself.
Time has become a frenemy of me.
I trust it but sometimes I am scared of it.
I ponder, what if in doing what it is supposed to,
I wonder, what if its job takes it all away from me.
It flies, it flows, it runs and it stands still as well.
It will hurt and care, together,
Like a bittersweet memory.
I am confused to give in to it.
However, with this fear, I am curious as well.
Curious to find out what more possibilities it has stored in for me,
Which other happy moments it will give me,
What other hardships it will make me face.
Because in the end, it is just living upto its name.
To fly, to flow, to run and to stand still.
So, I am at peace with it.
I have decided to be with it.
I know I am scared but still I will have faith in it.
Because I know one day,
Time will tell me another story.
Another chapter to add to my life.
So, I am just waiting for time to tell,
A sweet lullaby or a harsh reality.
Whatever it will be,
I am sure I will be ready to experience it.
Because no one tells better stories than TIME.
#review #poetry #kp
Time was a foe of mine.
I always thought it was against me.
I never accepted its decisions,
Or that it was just doing what it was supposed to.
It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well,
But it was always a foe.
I was afraid that it will put me in place once it tells itself.
Time became a friend of mine.
I started trusting it.
It brought me to a good place.
It healed me by making me realize that,
It was just doing its job.
It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well.
It was finally a friend.
I was happy as I saw better things once it told itself.
Time has become a frenemy of me.
I trust it but sometimes I am scared of it.
I ponder, what if in doing what it is supposed to,
I wonder, what if its job takes it all away from me.
It flies, it flows, it runs and it stands still as well.
It will hurt and care, together,
Like a bittersweet memory.
I am confused to give in to it.
However, with this fear, I am curious as well.
Curious to find out what more possibilities it has stored in for me,
Which other happy moments it will give me,
What other hardships it will make me face.
Because in the end, it is just living upto its name.
To fly, to flow, to run and to stand still.
So, I am at peace with it.
I have decided to be with it.
I know I am scared but still I will have faith in it.
Because I know one day,
Time will tell me another story.
Another chapter to add to my life.
So, I am just waiting for time to tell,
A sweet lullaby or a harsh reality.
Whatever it will be,
I am sure I will be ready to experience it.
Because no one tells better stories than TIME.
#review #poetry #kp
#review #mythoughts
Maybe the Devil looks as good as a human being
And not how people potray him in paintings
After all, even he was hurt I guess
Hurt by his Pride.
That's why Hurt people hurt people.
I pray that he finds his peace
#KP
Maybe the Devil looks as good as a human being
And not how people potray him in paintings
After all, even he was hurt I guess
Hurt by his Pride.
That's why Hurt people hurt people.
I pray that he finds his peace
#KP
#review #mythoughts
Maybe the Devil looks as good as a human being
And not how people potray him in paintings
After all, even he was hurt I guess
Hurt by his Pride.
That's why Hurt people hurt people.
I pray that he finds his peace
#KP
Maybe the Devil looks as good as a human being
And not how people potray him in paintings
After all, even he was hurt I guess
Hurt by his Pride.
That's why Hurt people hurt people.
I pray that he finds his peace
#KP