One day

One day, your scars would split wide open, bringing back to life those hurtful instances. No, you won’t be fuming with anger or your face turning red in embarrassment. Those scars will be a proof of your sheer courage and newfound existence. 

One day, the people who mocked you for your fate will hang their heads in shame. It won’t be yours, but their disgrace. 

One day, when the memories of the past would try to haunt you again, you won’t hide your face with fear. Instead, you won’t feel anything. That’s my dear, will be your victory.

One day, you are gonna meet someone, genuine. Someone who respects you for the person you are. 

Till then, be your own bedrock. Be your own companion. Believe that, all the beautiful things in this world awaits you. Having a little patience never really killed anybody. 



There you are, again 

Doubting yourself,

All in vain.

Take it easy,

They are just your fears,

Let the mocking come,

Face the jeers.

You didn’t start,

To quit halfway,

Chuck what they feel,

They don’t care about you, anyway.

Take every moment,

Make it yours,

That, which is your defeat,

Turn it into your victory.

On the blank canvas,

Scatter your vivid colours,

Paint a picture,

That reflects your dreams.

That, which was your defeat,

Turn it into a victory.