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Thank You
Thank you to everyone who has influenced me in a few or several ways,
Thank you for letting me know that even those can affect you who don't stay.

Thank you for letting me grow or change my path,
For making me realise that even those are loyal who aren't together from the start.

Thank you for being a part of my journey of hurt and heal,
For making me know both sides of me well, the fake and the real.

Thank you for helping me shape the thoughts that once was scrambled,
And unknowingly becoming a part of the words I scribbled.

Thank you for letting me discover the side of myself that was hidden for so long,
Thank you because the influence you had, whether good or bad,
It helped me grow strong!

Thank you, as because of you I'm a little different or same everyday,
Thank you because the way I am, in that even you have a say!
Leaving but still doubting to give a chance,
Ignoring, but inside I am dying for just a glance,
Distancing myself, still thinking about you all the time,
Convincing myself that you're gone,
But still hoping to, for last time, call you mine,
Moving on, but missing you so much that you could never guess,
Ah, never knew that this all would be such a mess!


#fiction
Still Miss You
I miss you,
But now even more I miss the days,
When I didn't miss you,
When either you were mine,
Or I didn't knew you and
you didn't knew me too!

Since I've known you now,
I just want you everytime,
When my soul knows
just your name,
And each of your scar
is painted as mine.


It's just you running in my mind all day,
And starring in my dreams at night,

I wish I could go back in time
And turn everything right!


#fiction
Empty
I tried to write down
Every single emotion stuck in me,
Right at that moment
To get rid of the mess inside me,
Whether it's pain, pleasure or disappointment.

But I ended with a blank piece of paper,
Silence spread all over it in bold and blue,
Cause I was just feeling empty,
And didn't know how to express,
About things of which even I lacked a clue!

The paper plank, but still seemed heavy,
Cause it now carried the emptiness I had been carrying for so long,
And emptiness did weigh,
As it's a feeling,
To which I right now belong
!
Alone but not Lonely
Isolating myself from city lights,
To talk to my soul under the stars,
To hear it's tale of how it's been hurt,
How it healed and to adore it's scars.

I try to recognise my soul,
Hidden behind my anger, smile and pain,
Or disguised within the words,
I speak , write or hide.
Thus, being to myself
Doesn't really go in vain.

Now I know myself as a person I love
And don't need to impress others,
As I've known my soul in black,
And need not to show them
In different colours.
Why an introvert?
I wore truth in my eyes,
Wrapped in my words,
in tales of pleasures and pain,
But you could never see it,
Or cared to listen, and told
To talk about it later,again.

So next time I walked in slow,
To let you know how I felt,
Through what all I'm going,
How things are messed up,
and how I dealt.

But you were too busy with your story,
And barely had time to listen,
So I started to hide my pleasure,
Sorrow, scars all under my skin.

I made silence my language,
And never really told people
What I'm going through,
Now you wonder why you
hear less from me,
About how I've been and things I do.

But I was compelled to build walls around,
When I could find no one to confide,
And now I'm afraid to break these down,
Even though I'm suffocating inside.
THE LAST WISH
I wish I could burn all
my unaddressed letters,
Erase all the words I wrote
but left unsaid,
As people who could never
know me when I needed them to,
Don't deserve to know me
when I'm dead!

But I hope that's not my
last thought when I die,
Instead, to remember the good things
that happened and people I met,
To be content and grateful for a life,
And carry no grudges and hate,
but just happiness and
love till the last breath!


[I apologize to everyone who
finds it offensive]
IT'S ALRIGHT
It's okay to be not alright,
It's okay to be too quiet,
It's okay to take a break,
And be there for yourself,
It's okay sometimes to ask for help.

It's okay to sometimes feel lost,
It's okay if you're tired,
Of being what you're not.
It's okay if you're not fine
And feeling blue,
It's okay if you no more like
doing things you usually do.

And you're not at fault if
All this keeps happening to you,
As it's just a phase, it'll pass too!
HEARD
I wished that my words reach out
the right person, screaming,
How much I wanted them
to be heard out.

But then I realised, that they
do reach the right person,
Who would treasure them,
When I could hear them
in my mind aloud.

Treasured and adored,
lay the words, in my diary,
as much as in my mind,
As my own self was the only
safe place to be treasured at,
That my words could find!

Now I know that I'm heard,
And will always be,
As the worth of my words,
Is much more than
what anyone could see!


#random
Why do you lie?
I've heard you lie when you
Pretended to be strong even if
It was hurting a lot,
But you could tell that,
Without the fear of being labeled
As weak, coz you know you're not!

I know you lie with every smile and laugh,
Even when the agony inside you never stops.
I know how you cry your eyes out at nights,
But put up a smile the next day, to pretend it right.

I've seen your eyes speak,
When you choose to stay quiet,
I've heard them say all the stories
That you tried to hide.

It can be seen there's a lot things hiding,
That you never talk about,
I wonder it's bcoz you're broken, healing, lost or just in doubt!

It's alright if you wish to stay the way you are,
But lies do nothing good to the old scars.

Now you know that none of your lies are hidden anymore,
So the next time, will it be real you,
Or the same person you pretended to be, like before?
Never Enough
I took all the blame,
but that wasn't enough,
For you, my feelings were just a game,
some random,stupid stuff!

I didn't want much from you,
But just to be by my side,
But you didn't find it a fair point,
And now I regret being
convinced even by your lies.

I lost myself to you,
but it didn't matter at all,
A thing goes wrong and
it was always me at fault.

I was fool enough to not let you go,
For a few good moments,
and a thousand scars,
I took too late to realise
that it costed me myself,
and had gone too far!

I never meant anything to you,
But you were my world to me,
When my heart and even my
soul wasn't enough for you,
I think 'we' weren't just meant to be!


#fiction
It must be hard to put up a smile,
Everytime and shine so bright,
Be judged for just a mistake
And unnoticed for how you toiled hard through nights.

It's sad you're disliked even
When you become what they wished you to be
And dealing with it isn't easy at all, as it might sound,
When there's an internal storm going on
And you have to hold your ground!

When you just want to be understood,
Atleast by one person,
but no one's there to play the role,
It hurts like hell when they make you feel
like you misunderstood your own soul.

However worse it might get or tear you apart,
Even if it tries to condense your stardust and snatch your light,
Just like the sun, the moon and even the farthest star,
You can shine bright.

Just like the wind finds a way through the trees,
Birds sing their song along the breeze,
Like the sky gathers itself after it rained
You can rise up too as you're much more
Than your mistakes, scars and pain.
Raindrops
Amidst the night,
I heard the lightning bursting aloud,
Tears dropping down from a weeping cloud,
Whispering the stories never told out loud.

The sky is covered by dark demons,
Thundering, That seem to have caused destruction, Or have suffered one.

Every raindrop carries a story,
Some untold,unheard pain's glory,
Every drop of rain is lyrics of song,
Sings the words hidden inside for long.

The raindrops, quite delicate to embrace,
Carry the heaviest pains with
So much grace!

Bring along the fresh pain of some memories,
Or might bring solace along with the calm breeze!
Stereotypes
What's wrong, what's right?
How do we know, how do we categorize?

This is This, that's That,
Can't we let it be simple as it might have?

"This is for your good",
"That will just bring you bad",
How are they so sure about it?
How do they know that?

What's a lie, what's the truth,
How have they learnt to decide,
Do they even acknowledge the both sides?

Are we even doing it the right way?
Or just going with the stereotypes?
But what's the need to even categorize?
We are all of the same kind,
With all our imperfections,
We still belong to the same tribe!

No one's perfect, but we are all good enough,
No one's better, no one's best,
No one is less than the rest.
We are all just the same,
Then why to categorize,
On this or that, or the qualities we possess?
In the Dark
I prefer the dark, the ultimate
Company of stars,
I look for myself, no longer
hiding any scars.

Far from the light, away from their sight,
I stay unfiltered, unmasked amidst the night,
Where my loneliness is untamed,
My anxieties aren't caged,
My soul is free, even if it's in a daze.

In this state of silence spread all over,
My voices aren't lost
and they reach my soul,
I can find my smile, my laugh,
my tears in the dark,
That the bright light once stole.

I can unveil myself, play no roles
and be free,
In dark, I get to see the world
in the beauty it was meant to be.

Dark isn't haunting but it fascinates me,
Coz it reveals the real and true,
As the stars gaze on us, silently,
Like they are in love too!
Fairytales
I have heard many fairytales
As a kid, and now I wonder
If that's how princesses are,
With pure, spotless beauty and grace,
And no real flaw or scar.

They told princesses are meant to be
sweet, kind and reject all deeds,
Who need a prince to be rescued, out
of a situation, to let them lead.

They're shown to be perfect,
But that's not what being a princess mean,
She can still be strong and brave
Enough to fight for her good being.

She can fight the demons outside
And the ones screaming inside,
That she had tamed for long,
She'll still be a princess without
Her makeup , jewels, royalty,
With a self being that's strong.

Let them break the mould of
being perfect, and with surreal grace,
Let her be weird, clumsy , imperfect
Yet free and strong, and own her days.
She feared silence,
Coz in silence she could hear
The screams of devil inside,
The noises that were tearing her apart,
As she didn't knew where to start
And how to confide.

The noises in her mind added to chaos,
That she could never succeed in escaping,
She wonders if she had been avoiding people,Or her own self this long,
As now her own voice seemed to be fading.

She tries, and cries coz she fails to pass through,
It feels like everything is lost,
And there's nothing she could do.

But the power she holds inside,
Will make the light shine bright, sometime,
Now she's got nothing more to lose,
And can begin her beautiful journey from the starting line.

It isn't easy, but her fears
don't control her anymore,
The voices in her mind are heard,
And she grows stronger than before.
You & the moon
Sometimes I just envy the moon,
Coz it knows you better than I do.
It has seen you in all the phases,
And heard all your stories of dull, blue days.

It has been there when you
were longing for someone,
Stayed by you in darkest nights,
when stood no one.
I wish, just like moonlight,
I could be the one you part
your loneliness with,
I could be there for you
when life seems hard,
and listen to all your secrets.

I wish I could get to know every
part of you,
and your every single scar,
But you have your own galaxy,
Of which I'm not even a star.


#fiction
Not everyday does the sun shines bright,
Not everyday is the moon in it's full bloom,
Even flowers aren't always as happy as ever,
Yeah, such days happen to them too!

It's okay if you're feeling blue,
You're not expected to be perfect all the time,
And in everything you do.

It's okay if you made a mess,
And now it's making you feel sad,
But don't worry, with time you'll learn,
And understand that messed up things aren't really bad.

So just leave your worries by the door,
Don't let them chase you anymore,
You'll realise that the things you worry for aren't the worth,
With time you'll grow and deserve much more,
Than the things that held you could serve!
Do you fight the demons too,
The ones messing up in your head,
That make you feel bad about everything you do,
And you start hating yourself instead!

Do you fear the dark,
When even your shadow fades away?
Or does then your stardust light up to show you the way?

Does it take away all your loneliness,
And calm down your crippling anxieties?
And then you start to realise the problem doesn't seem as big as it might be!

Do you still have regrets?
And fail to realise your worth,
And know that for your own self,
You are much more than enough!
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