Musings/8

i did not cry at
the funerals of men
and refrained from
wiping away the
tears of their
widows faces.

the houses were
drowning in the
sea of crowds

wailing
yelling
screeching
it was an elegy
in itself

i stood outside
at the porch with my
legs sucking down
in the quicksand
while the weight
of guilt danced
on my head

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Musings #7

How many times will you
look at the mirror, cringe at
that bulging figure standing
right in front of you and loathe
at those absent thigh gaps?

How many times will you
look at the mirror, deeply
saddened touching those
cheeks and that thin, thinner
waistline?

Till when you will smother
yourself under the society’s
definition of ‘PERFECT’?

Eighth letter

Dear You,

I am cold since the day you left. Because leaving you was almost like death, the only thing is, I am dying a little everyday. But your thoughts refused to be buried.

I search for you in every stranger down the street, in the face of a man who’s waiting for his lover or the one who couldn’t take eyes off his girlfriend.

I can feel your touch in the wisps of cool breezes or the shaft of sunlight filtering through the trees that kisses my cheeks. It almost like you making love to me everyday without being present.

The truth is you never leave my mind, not even once. You are with me, every hour, every minute, every second of my life and that hurts.

Love,

Me

Musings of a healing heart #2

Accept that you are not okay right now. Accept that you aren’t yet ready to rise after such a nasty fall.

Accept that you need to work and take care of yourself. That these clouds won’t loom over your head forever and a bright, golden sunshine is waiting for you.

Accept your fears and fight them.

Accept and not deny. Denial will only lead you to fall into the deeper pit, in darkness and clawing your way back in will be painstaking.

And if you really want to deny something, deny giving up.

Acceptance opens the door towards healing whereas Denial is a barrier to it.

PS: This title thing is really getting too difficult for me

I hope

I hope you realise how beautiful you are. And with beautiful, I don’t mean your looks, but your soul. Your kind, loving, courageous and a selfless soul.

I hope you look beyond your flaws and blemishes. I hope you notice the virtues that you own, the virtues that make you a better human being.

I hope you understand how life is not supposed to be easy. It will give you moments of sheer joy and happiness, but it will also give you the thrills, the tears, the setbacks.

I hope you try to find peace and not just by meditating. Find peace in watching the sunrise and sunset, peace in the innocent smile of a baby, a sight of two people in love or just by sitting at the coffee shop, reading your favourite book.

I hope you calm down and relax. I hope you cut yourself from the shackles of a daily routine and do what you always wanted to.

Go partying at night with your best friends, plan a small trip, go to an unknown destination, meet new people.

I hope you fall in love. Fall in love with yourself, the scars, the vices, the real unfiltered you.

I just hope, you fall in love with your life.

PS: I guess my posts have become a bit repetitive.