I wonder
How many calls went unpicked
How many calls were rejected
Calls that were expected
Calls of love would have happened
Calls of tragic would have heard
Hearts broken
Hearts rejoiced
I wonder
Was it all good times
Was it all chaotic minutes
I wonder
Was love then rejoiced or regretted
I wonder
If love now is communicated.
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Laying on the grassland
Staring at the blue sky
Wondering mind
Dying heart
Fighting to stay alive
Awaiting a miracle
Waiting for my life to turn
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Is only a person who is able to use good vocab and convey every huge situations in small sentences is regarded as a writer?
But what if?
A person who pours out all their heart out in words or thoughts is that person too regarded as a writer?
What if?
A person's words which gave hope to someone is that person a writer?
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You are like the bee sting.
You stung me with your love and affection.
Then you left
While me yet stung with your love
Knowing not what to do
Whether to pull out your love from my heart
Or
To carry on your love with me throughout my life.
Either of this hurts.
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I was crying the hell outta me.
My mom asked me,Why am I crying so hard as if I lost my life.
I couldn't bring myself to words when I actually realised
YOU ARE MY LIFE IN THIS WORLD.
I feel like I'm just a body without a SOUL.
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To the girl who broke my favourite person's heart :
With all due respects BITCH!
You broke my man's heart.
Now he finds hard to give his heart to me.
You made him believe that everyone leaves.
Now he's afraid that I would also leave him.
You were his first kiss.
I'm afraid that you would also be his last.
You stabbed him.
I feel the hurt.
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