Bearded Polymath | Poetry Feast | Spiritual Sociopath | Patient Beast
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
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 →
Sometimes I want to sleep like to never have to wake up again. And I want to fly to the lands of the scars of all those lives I had touched. I want to leave this place for some time. While regaining my lost possessions, I want to listen to the cries of people. The... Continue Reading →
There are two lives that we live within our own body: one that expresses our goodness to ourselves alone; and the other that compels us to express our goodness to people. The former is something that we fail to amplify most of the times because we so much feel low about ourselves that we desire... Continue Reading →
And as I grow old, I grow stronger each day. No matter how many times I see people with raised eyebrows, but I am never stopping doing what needs to be done until when I am satisfied with my perfection. Perfection is a moving target, I still believe in this fact. But, that doesn't assure... Continue Reading →
The thing is that I get demented by the lies of people. I don't want people to sign into their accounts every day to read what I write. I don't want to impress people even. If you are nice to people, be it either through your actions or words, people will get impressed gradually. And... Continue Reading →
How grand it is to wake up when the whole world is still asleep. I wonder why does one even sleep. What, did they climb Mount Everest or pulled a bullock-cart that they feel like a oscitant to gradually fall at their beds. Well that's beyond any human restraint. But, there has to be a... Continue Reading →
The worst point in being sick is not that you are actually sick but that feeling which constantly haunts you for being worthless and being good for nothing; and that feeling of despair when you try to do the easiest of the things but you just can't do because you're so sick. What hurts so... Continue Reading →
My first advancement with words is not what uplifts my moments of deliberations, but that which touches your beauty, your style to an extent I just can't drain away from my mind. I often feel staid upon the feeling of love; but, surely not upon love on the whole. I had tried a lot to... Continue Reading →
There are people who deserve to be happy. There are people who are sad. There are people who lived and died. Everyone you meet in life is fighting a battle. Everyone has a story. Everyone thinks his/her story is the most prominent of all. Everyone is in fantasy. At times we just want to speak up!... Continue Reading →
No matter how good a person may become. No matter how better he has changed into. No matter if he has the best of the paths of life to walk on. Some people are going to be there who just won't like him. They will always judge him for what he once was. That old... Continue Reading →
Darkness is prevailing in this lone room even when the sun is high. I've lived alone like it before but now is the time when it feels like I'm bounded by the walls on a roundabout disclaimer of many such things that could make me feel low. Moreover its a brand new place but of... Continue Reading →
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