Craving Heart ❤️
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2 793
A night of relief
It's 1:08 am.
and I am not asleep or sleepy,
the quiet ache in my head
sits for 12 hours straight now.
And I don't want the headache to leave just yet,
now that it seems to be a part of me,
a part of my life.
I don't look around my room,
I already know everyone is asleep.
But I can't stay here,
I need to leave,
so I pick up my phone and plug it in in the charger
and move out of my room,
out of the hall
as slowly as I can.
I take the stairs.
And open the door to the terrace.
I don't rush,
I don't need to.
My feet take me to my designated seat
on their own accord,
like they know from where the sky looks better.
The place is hidden from the world,
from neighbours,
so if by any chance
they thought to take a stroll
on the terrace
they won't see me.
Now these are the times
when I sit down
in the quiet and can cry.
With no one to judge
and no one to ask why.
And the reason I want no one to see me
is unknown to me as well.
I am not even sure of the
reason why I would cry.
But when I sit with myself
alone at night
I can't seem to stop my thoughts
and with these odd recurring thoughts
comes tears.
Warm.
Accepting.
And easy.
No matter how weird it feels,
it's oddly satisfying.
And soon everything makes sense,
the disrupted sleep,
the server headache,
the disappointed eyes,
the hopeless scoff,
the tainted voice
and the sarcastic praises.
I take a look at my plants,
and before I can see
the branches,
the stems,
the leaves
I see calm,
clarity,
serenity,
purity,
peace
and health.
I don't see them week.
I remember the days
when I missed watering them,
but they didn't stop there,
their roots reached out to places
where they could find
a hope for water.
They stored water for themselves,
they used it when
they were in need.
Then I see wrinkled flowers
which I missed to see yesterday,
I see a bug sitting over a leaf,
though it's dark
but I can trace the red spots
on its back,
I dip my finger in the soil,
I let the coldness of the soil
embrace my finger,
then I see a bud,
a soft announcement of a new life
yet to be bloomed.
And then there is the sky,
the invisible shed,
filled with darkness
for letting those shine
who can't overpower the light
of other influential lights.
I breathe in a bit of darkness,
I breathe in the smell of soil,
And as I continue to sit here,
I realise my head
isn't that heavy anymore,
with the departure of tears,
it feels almost light.
So I get up with a sigh
and dust off my pants,
and make my way down the stairs.
Most of the time you don't need to solve your problems, you just need to sit with them.- D's diary
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Mumma,
there are things I hide from you and from everyone,
and I wish someday you know,
because you should,
Mumma,
there are confessions I want to make,
but I hope, you will be on my side,
because I didn't hide them on purpose,
Mumma,
I thought I'll never feel the need to be broken again,
but now I know that I was never healed properly,
Mumma,
you know, some pasts crawl out of their graves I made in my chest,
and I have to hug them to sleep, until the next morning they go back to their depths,
Mumma,
I am sorry I had to hide them throughout my life,
because there wasn't anything else I could do.
Or maybe I thought so.
Mumma,
I hope when I die I leave my heart bare open for you to see,
your daughter wasn't a coward, from the beginning of her history.
- D's diary
2 793
Don't love me,
because you can't,
I am not the same person I was yesterday,
I won't be the same tomorrow,
my habits change as fast as
happiness changes into sorrow,
Don't love me,
because you can't,
today I am calm,
wrapped in silence,
tomorrow I'll be lazy
and will be losing my patience,
Don't love me,
because you can't,
you can't love me,
because my body changes soul,
today I am empty,
tomorrow I am whole,
Don't love me,
because you can't,
though you can love my scar,
you can love my mark,
but you can't love the girl
who keeps losing her spark,
Don't love me,
because you can't,
now I am young,
beautiful and smart,
but when I am old,
I won't have any memories in my heart,
Don't love me,
because you can't,
I am ever changing
like a moon with different phases,
I create a new me every year,
every day, on every stages.
Don't love me,
because you can never...
- D's diary
2 793
I will always have this regret that I was never the best. Though I know I need not to be, but the voice in my head doesn't stop, it tells me to move and try again, till I leave no chance for complains.
So I really try hard, but I break everything, from promises, trusts to everything else they seek.
I write down my failures so that I can work on them, but the page is so full, I can't move my eyes away from it.
And the hands that pat on my back are no longer soft— another realisation of what I have lost.
Well, somewhere I think I am the reason of everything bad happens to them.
So, from now onwards things will never be the same.
Though I'll still try to be the best, but my mind will think it's a game.
A game in which, in order to win, you need to be a failure— so the hard you'll try to win, the more failures you'll collect by the end of the day.
I hope I could just find a way in between, just like a river does, and leave my problems standing on my sides.
- D's diary
2 793
You didn't birthed me,
you aren't my dad,
But you have photos of mine,
that I wanted so bad,
Did you really remember my favourite destination,
Ohh! Ofcourse you do,
Or else why would you take me there,
on a random day, just out of blue,
Well I feel emotional right now
because I know you were the happiest when I was born,
And I remember you didn't say a word to me
when because of me, your assignment was torn,
You know,
I love you too,
But I can never love you,
as much as you do,
These birds are witnesses,
that how you made me learn to speak,
My soul knows the truth,
that you are the one I always seek,
Some bonds are hard to explain,
yours and mine are no different,
Different lives, different parents,
but nothing between us feels distant,
All this while, that I have understood you,
makes me feel great as well as afraid,
That I could even tell the number of
pats you'll keep on my head,
From the stings of your slaps
that falls on my cheeks,
To your loudest screams
on my tiniest of shrieks,
I have know you
as a mother,
As a teacher,
scolding through her bother,
As a brother,
forever ready to play,
And as a father
upon whom I can lay,
But now I know why we met,
so that I realise that true love does survive,
In the form of a person,
who can make you feel alive.
I know,
you are no one to me,
But somehow, you are everything
one can possibly be...
- D's diary
2 793
Repost from Craving Heart ❤️
Love yourself, don't fall for me!
Do one thing, will you?
Wrap the sick threads of your
heart around yourself,
let them not splice with mine,
if they came forward and found my string,
they'd open up everything I hold within,
Do one thing, will you?
Look at my scars, look at these disastrous hues
and be cautious when you look in my eyes,
once you fall, you'll fall from the sky,
let me remind you that it will hurt more,
to stand near my heart, to look at a locked door,
Do one thing, will you?
Keep your hands to yourself,
I don't like the spark
when they collide with mine
and help yourself when you need to stand,
don't lean on me, don't try to be my friend,
Do one thing, will you?
Don't smile in front of me,
please don't make me weak
and for your sake, let your guards down,
don't fly your horses too high,
you'll be broken to know everything was a lie,
Do one thing, will you?
Be egoistic when you talk to me,
show arrogance, not sympathy,
care less about what you can do for me,
don't wish too much from a heart which is empty
and please love yourself, don't fall for me.
#pain
#you
#hurt
#love
- D's diary
2 793
You might not always tell them what they mean to you, or that you appreciate their presence around you.
But I hope you never fail to make them realise that, your life is a blessing because of them.
- D's diary
2 793
Today is the day, you start to pave a path to do the one thing you've thought forever about.
- D's diary
2 793
A flower in my yard,
reminds me of you,
An empty promise
and a story broken in two...
- D's diary
2 793
LOVE LIKE YOURS
Someday, somewhere, while you are busy spreading love, in the form of scents, rain and warmth, your love will find a home,
The scents of your love will blend in the air,
Caress the wounds beyond repair,
The drops of your love will stick to their skin,
Cold like dew drops, lingering though thin,
The warmth of your love will seep into their bone,
Fix what's broken, in it's beautiful home.
- D's diary
2 793
She wasn't a flower,
Beautiful or sweet,
She was the dust,
Surviving on their feet...
- D's diary
2 793
I am tired of doing things that I so much wanted to do but then crumble inside as I regret over them later,
Maybe if I could give myself more time to ponder over the thoughts that I couldn't seem to control, I would have made better decisions and right now I might have been in a better place.
But then I think how would you know if the decision that you made was right or wrong till you have taken it and are dealing with the consequences.
For sure, you can't know if the outcomes will be better or not.
But you can take a leap in it and find out yourself. Risk it, to increase the chances of success!
- D's diary
2 793
Sleep is something which takes you far from reality,
dreams are something which reminds you that they are cruel then reality.
- D's diary
2 793
Sleep is something which takes you far from reality,
dreams are something which reminds you that they are cruel then reality.
- D's diary
2 793
Each time you try to see how fragile you can be with someone,
you're broken...
- D's diary
2 793
Smirks are real,
Smiles are fake,
Broken, bruised,
life at stake,
Insecurities crawling
Flaws at show,
Who's humble
You'll never know,
Seems like you're
wiping off the dust,
But you are creating
dark dirty crust,
Above and all
stands power,
Will prove you wrong
within an hour,
As their heels
stamp on your head,
Keep standing straight,
Even if it's bad,
They love your fears,
shivers of your hand,
and slipping confidence
like quick sand,
Just a miracle is
what we await
That helps us from
being their bait,
Enough of torture
crumbling us inside,
Enough of regrets
on why we lied,
But it's okay, we'll find our path,
Coz it's okay
and we do believe,
Gods acumen,
we will receive.
- D's diary
