I have been avoiding my emotions for days now. I don't know exactly what made me avoid them, but there is a rush going on at the moment. Understanding the depth of every feeling I am feeling isn't rational. I suppose.
All I really know is I have no friend to share this with. This is exactly why I am now writing it down than blabbering on a phone with a friend. Friends, what are they? I haven't had a real friend whom I can trust in my hour of need. Or you can say I am a pro in pushing people away. Or that I don't ask for help. Something might just fit in. People have been in my life, they stayed for some time and then things happened and I was back to having my own company. I don't really complain about it because I am trying to get even with this feeling. Rather, having fewer people in my life seems to be a blessing. I feel less crowded for a while and less drama is never bad.
I decided to write something, I don't really know how it will come out to be but here it is...
People asked me to make my family everything
But what happens to the toxic trails we follow?
Friendships are the roots of one's growth
What happens to the broken bonds that you have to swallow?
Relationships aren't easy
At times they become heavy
If only you have people understanding
your plight isn't about always being happy...
I am a horrible mess
scattered in bits and pieces, a little here and a little there
no one is free or willing to stay put,
relationships aren't easy to handle, yet you can't just call quits.
I am still here
waiting for my family to realise that I am not changing,
I always have their back even when they think they're bleeding.
I am never leaving them alone even though they end up hurting (me).
I am still here
hoping for a friend to be patient with me
I know I am a tough one to handle,
But isn't that what friendships are all about?
No romances I look for
No loved one or the Prince Charming I behold
All I seek is a friend- pure of heart,
All I seek is for my family to be a little more understanding.
I can see the clouds thunder
and the waves come smashing hard to the shore,
I will stay patient because at the moment,
I am all I have and I cannot let go of it.
your pad & pen 🖊️
You’re never alone,
You have everything & the biggest gift you have is your Pad & pen.
You’re never weak or anything like that.
You’re special, everyone just can’t pickup the pen and arrange those words so beautifully.
Realise , who you’re, what you’re
you take nothing and turn it into something. When you walk into your room, it is dead quiet; there is nothing going on. There aren’t any poetry . There aren’t any rhymings. Yet, with your imagination, your work, and your belief, you start writing everything and express what’s in your mind.
So it’s you only , see yourself, learn from messed up stuffs too. They’ll make you strong.
Learn from…
Friends,
who are connected heart-heart , distance & time.
the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.
a friend accept who you’re.
but he also wants to help you , who you should be.
but everybond is a two way street , not a one way road.
because one way road is always accident prone area.
when we are going through difficult times, we should never push away anyone, even stranger.
coz pata nhai kis way main kiske through humari help karne koi aaya ho.
we should atleast listen everyone carefully, and maybe we can see things which are in our favour and which are not for us.
Because when things are not hoing in our…