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The Starry Sky
We don’t usually get to see a starry sky. Well, there will be few visible stars here, but not too many to lie down and admire like it used to be when I was a kid. Back then we used to lie on the rooftop often. Eventhough our place and surrounding is not as polluted as the city, we live close to airport, naturally air pollution and light pollution is inevitable on certain days. But yesterday, I am not sure if its the calmness after the rain and cyclone that the city faced last week, I accidentally noticed too many…
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Echoes of Liberation
The one who beheld the true beauty of darkness knows the vanity of the moth. The one who feels the pain of self and the pain of others knows the true depth of suffering. The one who succumbed to the allure of flight has seen the terror of fright. And the one who has nothing to lose is honored with the strength of the fight. The one who felt the depth of affection knows the emptiness it leaves behind. And the one who can sense the soil beneath their feet knows the essence of freedom. If this is what it…
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I Cried Today In Front Of My Mother
Today was that day for me. The day that we INFJs have… The day when all the worries which we have been ignoring and stuffing inside the closest inside our mind so that we make believe everything is fine and try to carry on with life breaks out. And today is the day for me… The day everything broke open overflowed infront of my mother – My source of existence. May be I was desperate to know how to steer past this part of my life that has been drowning me. Ofcourse both our paths are different. She is the bravest…
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A Kid with No Soul And Dogs That Were Soulful – Poem
A kid shunned and stoned by peers her age, Her name, a poet’s, who wished a world without outcasting cage.She spoke of kindness, yet was always shunned, But two four-legged angels, her heart they won. In 2007, they met as pups, their destinies intertwined from the start. One dark and beige, with coarse hair tufts. The kindest dog, she grew to be, and the favourite of god indeed… Another a round white fluff, like a polar bear, you see.With one blind eye, she stole her heart. She chose them to give her love so pure, And they returned it threefold,…
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Flickering Flame
Raindrops whisper on my windowpane,Each tear echoed my silent pain.Across the street, a candle’s gentle sway,Teasing shadows, secrets in its play. My heart ignites, an unyielding fire,Seeking sparks in your eyes that never tire.But you? A distant star, aloof and free,Lost in desire’s labyrinth, just like me. Is this life’s cruel jest, our fate to burn?Bright flames in emptiness, thoughts yearn.I watch your play from the shadows afar,A silent spectator, guided by a bizarre. The night holds our breath, rain’s soft refrain,Melancholic melody, our sweet pain.Someday, I’ll unravel this mystery,Tending my flickering flame, a testament to me. Defiance in the…
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Making Myself A Priority Again
Life is a journey with its ebbs and flows. Sometimes, we find ourselves at a crossroads. We feel lost and undervalued. Yes, people are scary and unpredictable. It’s okay to close the doors to your heart after getting yourself pushed to the edge of a cliff. It’s alright. It seems hopeless today. But this is also the sign that life is protecting you. It keeps things and people that are not meant for you away. It’s in these moments that we must remember to rank ourselves, to find our way back to self-love and self-care. It’s not just a way…
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Grandfather
I always want to shut my ears when someone talks about their grandparents, especially their grandfather. Maybe it’s because I don’t have them. That’s what I told myself when I was a kid. Maybe it’s because I couldn’t relate. That’s what I told myself when I was a teenager. Maybe it’s because I couldn’t change the past. That’s what I told myself today. The past me always looked in awe at kids who talked about their grandparents buying them this and that, giving them allowances and hugging them hard, cooking them their favorite dishes, telling them all the random funny…
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To Be Grounded
What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months? I have always felt like I am losing my grip with life. Even after a life-altering event that seemed to put me on track, I still have a part of me that is not healed. The next six months will be challenging for me, as I try to figure out how to be stable and grounded. I need to learn how to stop depending on others, stop hurting myself, quit anything that drains my energy and motivation, stop giving more than I receive and stop getting hurt…
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The Crux Of Time (Poem)
The crux of time, the bleak disaster!When everything is weighed on a broken scaleOne always gives more than the other,While the other grows cold and frail…The scale has never been in equilibrium.The low tide hits hard, a harsh reminderOf how the sea can ebb and flow.One always waits for the other’s returnWhile the other seeks new shores to know.The light that shines only in the darkA faint and flickering star;One always hopes for the other’s sparkWhile the other drifts too far…That’s the timeline of starsLongest in your eyes… The shortest in the space…The crux of time, the bleak disasterWhen your emotions…
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