It's been a long journey And no rest Countless maples fallen at a breath, The silence of the road With fireflies at sides Disordered thoughts Brimming the river of quests.
A wanderer in the mist Treading on the unmetalled sides, With pebbles and dirt only to guide. Winds screaming loud; out Their zest, And crashing thunders, strike Lightning in her chest.
She halted for a while And looked above With her stretched arms And cramped curves; As a ray of light Weeping out from holes of green blades,packed in bunches spread for a shade.
She packs her heart Even tighter this time A brand new dust ahead her climbs, A long journey served For a better destiny to find And a beauty,one of its kind.
Hello my fellow bloggers,
I hope you’re doing fine, I really missed y’all, and yes also the awesome write ups that you must have shared all this while, have been off beat the world of blogging and reading stuff here. Hoping to be back here slowly now.
Was busy with my chores and daily whines, lot of work was lined up and time just flew like that. Anyway, hoping to be reading out the works of yours. I am sorry if I didn’t like or comment on your posts till now but now I will cherish reading them slowly and also writing a little bit from now on. So hello all, it’s amazing to be back with you all and please take care of yourself and your family.
“Sometimes you just don’t want to see the reflection of yours through words or mirrors. Sometimes light just don’t show up cause, its in the dark that you are waiting for the clouds to clear. Sometimes its just the boredom you feel out of freedom. Sometimes your clock is ticking ticking but mind is stuck at a station. Sometimes when you feel helpless within, In urge to just help yourself out. It’s when you are willing to cry out but only walls revert you a hopeless shout. For those times, when everything is upside down, try a Headstand, Please. Reverse the effect of gravity in your body.”
It’s okay, to be in a posture which is opposite to the world around you. Feel the blood flowing in you. This is your Life.Live it for all the times. And realise that until the tick of your beat is gone, everything can become just Right. For a new ‘second’ to come, this one has to pass, so This time too shall pass.
I have written couple of poetries regarding support that one might need dealing a troubled mental situation he/she is into and the urge to delete this stigma attached with sharing issues of mental health with someone. You can check out the links here :
Am not a psychologist or a psychiatrist, I don’t mean to prescribe you the steps that will work on your body or mind, I only am sharing what sometimes work for me when I am in the state of Anxiety, Depressions or any issue. It’s okay to have them, you know you just can’t deal and solve everything in your life at a particular moment. But one day you will. And that remains essential to tell oneself. You just don’t have to live up to anyone’s expectations when you are not able to. Again I would say, Everything can just become normal, give a doctor to your self, give yourself to people who love you. You are not wrong if you feel so about your condition. Don’t think it’s The End. Your Life is too precious, if not for you but your loved ones. And please Don’t think you don’t have any. You do have. Ofcourse it’s your Life you decide what to do with that, but please Live to do it. And,
Someday Ears will be there to hear you,
someday, mind will Change it’s station,
someday freedom will release the pain,
someday you will wake up in light.
And that day, you will see your confidence luminate on your face, the victory of this Underdog will reflect and shine bright in the world.
Rip Sushant Singh Rajput, an Indian actor who was assumed to be in depression. You were a Man with Intelligence, a charming personality and a brilliant Actor. You are alive in our memories. May your soul rest in peace.
Do share anything that you wish to, I can be the ears to your cry. Also, I request you to share your views about dealing with anxiety or depression. What works for you?
When sunsets down, Her phone rings and she leaves the house for some sessions A routine she’d follow Without fail or procastination.
There wasn’t enough time For him to discuss his Sorrows Or suspicions; Illusive images of infidelity Oh, Pierced his heart with pins and needles of friction. And inarticulated judgements would fill to his thoughts of fiction, Ants in his pants made him restless To follow for investigation.
It was like sighting a misty mountain ahead of him, At the start of his mission Covered with murky notions About the presumptuous destination.
Panting with suffocation,Choked with dilemmas and futuristic decisions. Sometime later, his blurred sight reaches closer to a Clear destination. Veil was put off to see that mountain fogged was his sombered assumptions. an Illusion was struck hard with reality As his Oh! dear wife was seen voluntarily servingneedfulpatients.
Some people put their lives on risks even when they know the risk is too high of losing their own relationship s(cause sometimes they go against their family’s assent) to save others or give service to them. Salute to these warriors and their family members who sacrifice equally when they see their loved ones going extra mile for humanity.