Women’s day special: her magic
What she does,
is magic,
not given enough credits,
pretty tragic Continue reading Women’s day special: her magic
Tag: poetry
How to tell good stories?
He also said we should be more compassionate (or even pitiful) towards people whose actions go wrong. Tragedy reminds us we are not protected by some walls and keeps us to the ground. Our happy emotions make us fly, but Tragedy brings us to the ground. Continue reading How to tell good stories?
A meaning for everything?
Just like any other 24 year old, the feeling of being confused unites us like the opposite poles of a magnet. Many of my days are spent thinking about what am I even doing.
Sometimes when I get time with my thoughts, I think about exploring and doing all the things in the world in the least time possible. Thats what capitalism does, make you feel kind of worthless for not knowing enough, not doing enough, not exploring enough. It’s never enough. Continue reading A meaning for everything?
Solitude
What it takes,to be content,in your own company?when did solitudebecome so repulsive? Everyone striving,to be with someone,a lost puzzle piece,trying to find a perfect place to fit in. We are told that there is someone out there for everyone and one thing What we’re pretty good at, is being hopeful. Hopeful of a marvelous future. Our daydreaming never sees the end of the tunnel. The quest … Continue reading Solitude
I belong
Oh universe, pull me,where I don’t belong,so I can see,so if I can make itmy own place, a place,where I might belong. Sometimes being in the comfort zone makes you lazy and you take things for granted. So, I know nobody wants to be in an unfamiliar situation intentionally, but sometimes I wish to be put through hurdles, so I can what I’m made up … Continue reading I belong
On the verge
On the verge to drown,
looked around, no one’s in town,
maybe I’ll put on some sound,
so I won’t feel so down. Continue reading On the verge
7 billion idiots
We’re put into this worldnot in any panel of experts,but with a few idiots, a fewpeople in a shell, as if theythey didn’t trip and fell.but we are meant to learn fromthem, buy the advice they sell. on our journeywe meet more idiots, good idiots,bad idiots, no one aware of why arethey here, money, fame, success,that’s what we run for, as ifthat’s the ultimate goal. … Continue reading 7 billion idiots
The scam
Flashing lights and
Brand clothes,
Excessive comparison
And crushing hopes, Continue reading The scam
Finish line
I ran and ran,until I wasout of breath,but there was no finish line in sight, maybe it was a blind raceI was put inby the world We are told many things about what’s important to us. Sometimes we are given a choice of what to pursue, and other times, it is imposed on us. We are told what is “normal.” But who decides what’s normal? … Continue reading Finish line
Waterfall
She is picturesque,like a graceful waterfall,flowing silently,and spectacularly, Unless she is pushed tothe edge, when she becomesthunderous, and destroyseverything pretty violently. Continue reading Waterfall
The Noticeable 