She lied. For me, she died? Oh, she lied that she cried. I didn't know Love. But, my heart skipped a beat whenever I heard someone even say, "I love her." Because it reminded me of you. The way you used to tell me through various ways of yours that you loved me. And that... Continue Reading →
She wasn’t back. Not anymore.
I'm not afraid to die. I'm just afraid what if I were dead and you, you didn't die a little with me.
Feels of my Vulnerability
But, it's a kind of disorder, where people could not themselves contemplate what they should do_'try once more or give up'.
She was back. Again.
Not a love story but, a story about love. Because, Feelings do change. Memories do fade. And when life ends, 'The Heart Understands'.
Secrets of My Diary: #1. What is Perfection?
Don't you try to be Perfect in whatever you do? Somewhere down the line, we all, some way or the other, are trying with all of our might to attain Perfection. But, the reason why no one has ever achieved perfection is: it's a moving target.
Forgive Yourself Too: Before Dying
A very short story to redefine Mother-Son love.
A Poem for ‘The Batman’ fans!
When you hear the name 'Batman', what's the first thing that strikes your mind? 'The Movie'? Gawd. That's nice but, you got to understand what I'm trying to ask. Intelligence? Yeah, to some. But, to me, it's the whole world of selflessness. It's rare. Very, very rare in today's world. That's why. I like rare... Continue Reading →
Feels of My Blood
#last #lastnight So, as I sit here on the verge of my monotonous nights, I have this verbose with my unfinished thoughts that I can't synchronize with the blot of every drop of ink that foresee the blood through every sip of my heart. And I ask myself the same question over and over again_... Continue Reading →
Feels of My Demons
Like a Raconteur, I was belittled and baffled by my misfortunes to my demons hurling and gazing at my foregoes every damn time. I burnt like an anthracite. Slowly and intensely. "What are you waiting for? Come with us", they asked in a thunderous disturbance. "Death", I uttered in a ruptured voice. And I could... Continue Reading →
Two years on WordPress!
Yes, you got it right. Spot on. I survived for two prolonged years on WordPress. You heard me, right? And you heard me right! Let's get started with a Thank You as per the regulations say. A "Thank You" note from the bottom of my heart to every soul that has ever read even a... Continue Reading →
Secret Diary | Part II | The True Lies
I have this habit of neglecting a lot of things that doesn't concern me. But, I do get affected by things that need to be left behind for sure. With that fond memory if mine, I take you a moment sublime. Part II "The True Lies" _Saiz
Secret Diary | Part I | Surreptitious Desires
What is more delicate? Blood through the veins or Ink on paper? You already know my choice. Blatantly I conveyed all the secrets I thought I had. I gave voices to feelings that were buried deep. And that moment when I thought_'this is it', everything was brought down to nothingness. But, then every person I... Continue Reading →
Part 2-3 Days 3 Quote- Day 1
Greetings to Zehera Owais of Hubbhalal for nominating me. I was nominated by some more people long back in time, and unfortunately I don't remember their names. So, sorry about it. Here's the link to the last time I did this 3 Days-3 Quote challenge for Day-1. There are some very extra-ordinary quotes that you... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #36. My heart craves to see you shine.
"One of the signs of the greatest strength is to actually keep the pain inside and win battalions of hopes against your demons fighting back at you. How....?
Secrets of My Diary: #35. I dream of Love
I dreamt of love in secrets of my lost diary. Momentarily. He was disavowed of his capabilities. Memorably. But, the trauma instilled a fear beyond trajectories not only in his brain, but in his heart too. The scars were not visible to anyone but, HIM. And the only choice left for him was to live... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #34. I found that I was Lost.
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing myself into someone. Someone who I can't see. Someone beneath my heart. Someone beyond the clouds. Somewhere beside my tears. And somehow, before my end. Without any distraught I went on to say what I had always wanted to say. I was left with no choice but to accept... Continue Reading →
Secrets of My Diary: #33. The Enigmatic Soul
"Are you human?" "The soul never gets old. Especially when its the enigmatic one. But, the body does." "But, what is with you? Why do you have to act like you're not broken?"