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To those who keep hidden diaries,
filled with words they want to convey,
hold on to your writings,
for just one more day.
to those who are burying themselves
by carrying other's weights.
hold on to your hopes,
for just one more day.
for those who are left alone,
while waiting to see who stays,
hold on to your waiting,
for just one more day.
to those who have knives,
going through unbearable phase,
hold on to your breath
for just one more day.
instead of writing your life,
if you ever wanna erase.
read this poetry,
on those days.
Idolizing a man and then being mad at him because he's not a god. Do you think that's fair?
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
20 Years Of βKal Ho Naa Hoβ, Some Of The Life Lessons From The Film Which Are Relevant Even Today:
1. It is okay to let go: Naina, who is depressed with her situation at home and perpetually sad about the loss of her father, feels responsible for the world falling apart. She wears the burdens of her chaotic world up to her sleeves until Aman comes into the picture and makes her realise that it is okay to let go and let the matter slip away with this iconic dialogueΒ βhaso, jiyo, muskurao, kya pata kal ho naa ho!β
2. Love will find its way: In a world full of chaos and humdrum, we often feel lonely and hopeless. We lose ourselves falling into the trap of believing that loneliness will last forever. This psyche is very common among people of all ages. However, thatβs not true.Β It takes just a little shift in perspective and life starts falling into place.Β Just like Naina; a little receptive and positive outlook made all the difference. And you never know, you might also find your Rohit along the way!
3. Find a spot to cry. Donβt bottle it all up:
The film starts with Naina going to her hideout to shed a few tears whenever she remembers her fatherΒ ββ¦ jab bhi papa ki yaad ati hain, yaha aa jati huβ.Β Thatβs her secret spot to break down whenever life comes fast at her. This is the same spot she runs to when she discovers Aman is lying to her and her heart is broken.Β So, find your comfort space and bring it all out and make sure to have a good cry. Itβs okay to pour your heart out.
4. Fake it till you make it: As much as it is important to embrace your sadness and pour your heart out, it is equally important to find opportunities to smile.Β Amidst so many complications in life, we often fail to recognize our blessings, which doesnβt mean we donβt have any. So, identify your blessings and sayΒ β1..2..3..eeeβ.
5. Accept the situation and move on:
Whether you agree or not, life goes on. So, whatever the problems are, accept them and move on. Naina fell in love with Aman completely unaware of his condition. But when she was inundated with the information of Aman dying, she was shattered and broken⦠but then with a little time, she heals again and eventually gives love another chance.
Having said that, nothing comes easy, not even happiness. But,Β Kal Ho Naa HoΒ taught us how to embrace the conflicts of life and appreciate what we have in the most fulfilling way.
If it stays, it is love.
If it ends, it's a love story.
If it never begins, it is poetry.
Good Night Everyone,
Hope everything work out for you , your family and your beloved ones.
Be Healthy , take care of yourself , keep balance with everything
Now, it's weekends of year left .Stay Strong and keep moving forward along with kindness and success.
Do not regret a war that has matured you.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
Time is the killer, time is the healer.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
You were not there, and the fever of distance aged me, I fell in love with poetry, and it became my anchor.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
Dear problems please give me some discount. I am your daily customer...
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
It's the magic of risking everything for a dream that no one sees but you, only you.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
Do you like to dance π€ ?
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
I was always grateful to god
for letting us unite.
for your existence,
I thanked stars every night.
For your presence
i prayed
your injuries
considered myself the aid
But in turn,
I scratched your heart,
instead of aiding
I tore it apart.
I neglected your faults
in hopes that you'll correct,
i thought, I am wrong
to see flaws in person so perfect.
You have loved me so much,
how can I forget?
that I have hurted you in return,
I wish we wouldn't have met.
look at the irony
neither of us were right,
I shouldn't have hurted you
and i shouldn't have thanked stars every night
Your eyes, a war I do not mind dying in.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
I didn't feel like writing,
my pen lost its way
I tried swallowing all the lumps in my throat
of things I wanted to say.
Until...
Until you held my hands,
Our fingers interwined.
my heart beats raised
with an explosion in my mind.
You held my hand for a moment
But I never wanted to leave,
my pen framed a poetry
just because of you, i believe.
I kept thinking about you since then,
You never left my sight,
and today you made me hold my pen again,
why is it you? for whom I always write?
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"I still remember, third of December,
me in your sweater
You said it looked better on me than it did you,
Only if you knew, how much I liked you
But I watch your eyes when she
walks by
what a sight for sore eyes,
brighter than the blue sky
She's got you mesmerized while i die."
In my daydreams, in my wishes, in my ifs, coulds, and woulds, I thought, if hands could write realities, I would write your name next to mine.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
I meditate near the silent lake,
Hoping a breeze may shiver it.
I don't know if I think about everything,
Or if everything is forgetting me.
The lake tells me nothing,
The breeze barely stirs it.
I don't know if I am happy,
Or if I even desire to be.
A cheerful crane creates ripples of waves,
Along the edge of the sleeping water.
Why did I make dreams
My only life?
Worthlessπ€
I'm dreading these thoughts
Verbal abuse, a sad youth
The more you say
The more I realize
I've never been enough.
I hate the way It ruins my day
And the power you gain
When tears fall down my face
I'm foolish to admit I believe you
Nobody has ever really, truly said
I am enough
Maybe it's something
I've got to find with faith on my own
Because you downplay my achievements
And downgrade my hard work
But say you love and know me the most
I'm breaking down
And building up walls
That trap me in this evil hopelessness
Burned out mentally
Damn this discouragement
I just feel worthless
Seeking validation
While my heart keeps breaking
"sabko rakhna khush, is zidd pe ada hai,
akele andhere me, wobhi toh dara hai,
khilone tutne pe, rota tha jo saari raat,
dill tutne pe aaj chup kaise khada hai?"
Love's Illusion
In my head, I created a you,
A perfect version, so true.
Your eyes sparkled, your smile so bright,
You listened to me, day and night.
But when the real you came to view,
My illusion shattered, my heart anew.
You didn't reply, you didn't stare,
You didn't listen with love and care.
When you fought with me, when you strayed,
I knew my love for you must fade.
But when you stared at her, not me,
My heart broke free, eternally.
Oh, love's illusion, so sweet and pure,
But reality's sting, I can't endure.
I must let go of the you I made,
And find a love that's truly laid.
your self respect has to be stronger than your desires and delusions or youβll repeat negative cycles until the end of your life
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
It hurts like hell when you know that you need to let go of someone but you can't, because you're still waiting for the impossible to happen.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
If you avoid the conflict to keep the peace, you start a war inside yourself.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
The magic you are looking for is in the work you're avoiding.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
She is delightfully chaotic; a beautiful mess. Loving her is a splendid adventure.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
Be brave enough to let go
or wise enough to wait for what you deserve
It was September. in the last days when things are getting sad for no reason.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…
will you ever love me?
this question was dim
maybe you wouldn't love me,
until, I am him.
until I resemble him
in every aspect
you wouldn't love me,
if I ain't perfect.
until I make you think
of the way he smile
until I remind you of him
every once in a while
until my voice mimics him
and my soul is his duplicate,
until you see him in me
everytime you hallucinate.
will you ever love me?
maybe I got my answer
you could never love me as I am,
because, you will always love him.
The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of.
Π§ΠΈΡΠ°ΡΡ ΠΏΠΎΠ»Π½ΠΎΡΡΡΡ…