What if I fall? Oh, but my darling, what if you fly? With your wings long lost soaring high, Up there you’ll know, this was worth a try. And if at all you fall, my girl, Never forget what all you are. The teary eyes would soon dry up, They’d dare to look beyond these scars. The zeal tapped won’t ever die, Get up, my girl, get up and smile. You find yourself amidst all the trouble, The castle of dreams seems to stumble; Your demons are set to root it out, Give in, give in, they state aloud. But, oh darling, don’t you ever forget, The hidden angels you have not met. Your demons roar, your angels whisper; Their voice is strong though way dimmer. Stand with your angels, and your castle too, Brave the demons, and all the gloom. You little warrior, life knows no stability, Rise and rejoice, fall and fight; Get high on dreams and stay all witty; If there’s something which can melt your heart, Pursue it with all your soul, creativity...
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There he was in the first chapter of his life,
Innocent and delicate, calm and quiet. A delightful kid with an infectious smile, He was joy, an angel, an enchanting light. One fine day, when his parents were away, He was shrouded in fear and dismay. Hands of a trusted adult so close, Took advantage of him being left alone. Hands of a trusted adult so close, Treated him as if he’s a thing he owns. He was hurt with a heart utterly broken, Wanted to fight but he lay there frozen. The inflicted hurt struck deep deep scars, They still reside after coming so far. "A man never gets weak", they all say, "Men can’t be victims, men just slay." It seems that being a man is a Bane; He still gets flashbacks, still feels that pain. Today he comes out, he has a point to make, Please listen to him, for our little kids’ sake. Tell your kids that they always have you, To complain about anything however blue. Tell them it is their body a...
If there is something I never get bored of catching sight of, It is the nights being turned into mornings. The overwhelm lies in how dark can darkness get just before being shambled by shimmer of the first rays. It is in the beauty of the way the gloom agrees to give us just another opportunity. The way It succumbs to a new beginning for those who have been awaiting it and the way It knocks the door of those who have started smirking at possibilities. It is a proof that we may lag behind but not enough to drop our bundle, because while the day breaks, a new feeling of trust binds. It binds everywhere; In every leaf rustling in the morning breeze, in every ripple of water, in every dew drop on that grass, in the entire landscape. Nature to me is a stubborn kid who just does not understand that giving in is also a thing. Who refuses to listen to anyone, the kid who goes on walking ahead every day not even caring to stop to see how hurt her limbs might be. When I look at us, the grown u...
I thought I won’t speak but I am sorry it has been a while .Mommy,let your pillow be dry today.My happy tears will suffice the painful ones I ask you not to shed today.Happy because It is dawn.Come out mommy, see it is dawn.The first sign of brightness awaits you.Everything is changing its hues and after ages of murkiness, it is dawn,Why are you still here in the dark, shut in the room.I see in you what you don’t in yourself .I see the entire universe mustering the fire to fight.Your past was littered with heartaches and pain and now,nothing can hurt you.We will do this together;we both will wear the cape and my little hands will hold yours.Your shaky voice when you lie to them saying you are fine will change into blissful musings.The silent tears running through your cheeks won't make me forget the soothing timbre of your laughter.Your laughter beautifully resounds in this womb of yours ,the place I will call my home even after I am born.