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An Expression Of Depression

The sun and you aren’t friends anymore,

You don’t want to wake up while it shines in all his glory.

You want to paint a colourless picture,

Because there’s no better way to narrate a tragic story.

The food you eat is all good to look at,

But everything tastes the same.

Just like your life- bland and incomplete,

Who else could you possibly blame?

There will always be someone taller, thinner, fairer;

You can never meet the worldly beauty pre-requisites.

They will have wit and humor, sharper brains;

Creativity beyond comparison combined with impeccable etiquettes.

Someone will always be better,

And wouldn’t skip a chance to make you feel worse.

To amplify the effect, you are a self-critique,

Oh what a curse!

You are still lingering somewhere,

Not even half way through.

The rest are close to the finish line,

How? You don’t even have a clue!

There are games people play for leisure,

But you take them to heart.

Eventually you give up and loose miserably,

As you get tired of trying too hard.

You either settle for a zero or a hundred,

There is nothing that’s in-between.

And you are envious of the fact,

That the grass on the other side is always more green.

You know you need help,

But don’t know where to go.

If you act too needy,

The world asks you to grow.

None of your words kind enough,

No pouts are pretty.

Your voice lacks melody,

And none of the statements witty.

When a yellow outfit isn’t bright enough

To brighten your mundane day.

The red lipstick and thick kohl,

Fails to make the smile stay.

When you turn to your own people,

Hoping they might help.

But they make you realise a few more flaws,

Which you in the past; could never tell.

At night then you sit with an endless list of things

That need to change pretty soon.

Tearing through the night, you finally give-in

And end up sleeping way past noon.

Because..

The sun and you aren’t friends anymore,

You don’t want to wake up while it shines in all his glory.

You want to paint a colorless picture,

Because there’s no better way to narrate a tragic story.

 

 

 

 

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“Life is a bubble of water!”

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This phrase or quote or whatever it is, it has been a part of my life for as long as I have known. I don’t know why, but these six words happen to be my mom’s most favourite words.

Well, if I sit and think, life is exactly the way my mom puts it. It is indeed, a bubble of water.

Look at it this way, we are all somewhere in our own bubbles. Happy, sad or content; whatever mode we are in; we seem to be trapped in our own bubble.

Running the rat race, our life revolves around a concept of ‘go to office-come back home’, and before you know the bubble is ready to burst.

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Instead of being so contained, why not travel beyond limits? Why not ignite our imaginary wings and fly to a land of dreams. A place where we are independent to live life, where we breathe the air that is free of shackles. Where we live and not just wait for our mere existence to conclude.

What keeps me alive…

Well, if you guys have gone through the ‘About me’ section of this page, you’ve probably figured out that I am a lover. Unlike mere humans there isn’t just blood that flows in my veins, romance does too.

Love my dear friends is a drug, it will make you an addict. You would feel weightless, it will lift you to heights unknown and make you fly away to a dream land.

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It is a feeling that makes me feel alive, an emotion that tranquilises my senses. It is my love for life, my love for love, my love for human emotions that makes me thank God for my existence.

If you ask me if I am in love with a man, my answer would be “not yet”. But who knows, maybe at the next nook, I come across someone who sweeps me off my feet and makes me go weak in the knees.

A DREAM: I CAN

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I have dreams that don’t let me sleep,

Dreams that often make me weep.

Not dreams of a tall, dark, handsome guy,

But dreams to be free as a bird and fly.

I have dreams that want me to breakthrough,

Dreams that are often seen by a few.

My dream is to see a better tomorrow,

I dream of peace minus all the sorrow.

A dream to get over this smile I fake,

A dream to materialize all the efforts I make.

 I have to transform my dreams to real,

As my dreams are no joke but a serious deal.

 Dreams to shut up bragging tongues,

Dreams to scream with all the power in my lungs.

 I somehow have to live my dreams,

The dreams of blooming flowers and lush greens.

 The dreams that are influenced by none,

Dream to rise along with the bright sun.

 And for my dreams I need no man,

Cuz in my dreams I see myself saying “I can”.