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Depart

We all are bound to depart,
from places we love someday,
Willingly or unwillingly
Some leave with tears,
Some with memories..
and some never leave at all,
the places have remains of them,
echoes of their presence,
Forever.

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Wonder

A Crazy attempt,I pondered over sleep to write a poem using the same word again and again. This is what I get. Thanks for bearing.

Some do it wonderfully
others keep on wondering
on how to wonder
and what to wonder
whether the wonder we want
is worth the wondering
in this wonderful world
wonders were never created
they were born as wonders.
as we are
wonders,each one of us
and still we keep wondering
where to discover
the next wonder.
when it’s within us.

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Never be the Same

Ever since,
I decided,
to chase my dreams,
my heart,
has raging storms,
my eyes love the darkness,
my path,
has been rocky,
full of unknown people,
filled with mist,
with no traces of solid ground,
pits waiting to swallow me,
in depths unknown,
but with dreams to chase,
you have to surpass them all,
you can never be the same

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Let

Let the heart,
beat a little more,

Let the smile,
glow a little more,

Let the laugh,
burst a little more,

Let the eyes,
see a little more,

Let the love,
kill a little more,

Let the time,
stay a little more,

Let the death,
wait a little more,

Let the inside,
live a little more.

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Why Do I Run?

Last time as far as I can remember, I ran 2 kilometers straight. It has become a ritual for me to clear the thoughts out of my head,to set the heart pumping,to let myself know my breath again. But Why Running? I could have gone to the gym, could have a done a ton of exercises with no regrets and back desperately looking for miraculous changes.It’s funny i won’t and even funnier I can’t. It has always given me chills to raise the bar for myself. But I have other ways of raising it. As I run different laps,with each one consuming my breath,wanting to choke me down within, i realise defeating oneself is tougher than anything else.

Today,I sat to write,but couldn’t fathom a prompt.Words fail me sometimes. I seeked isolation,I wanted to clear my mind, I put up my running shoes,earphones and went out to run. But this time I set the bar for myself to 2.30 km. With Eminem pumping me with “Kings Never Die”, I try my best to run or I should better say outrun myself. I ran till I gasped for breath,my stomach ached,my legs hurted.Somewhere in between I wanted to quit, i wanted to skip it to another day, my gut told me to rest a while. But then it pondered to me to complete what i began, it is always easy to quit. To tell yourself you can’t. When World full of people ready to bring me down,ready to tear me with acquisitions of me being no better,no different from a flurry of people around. I decided to not to stop till I hear,” 2:30 Km completed“.I wandered my thoughts to what I should write today, I had enough of poems for you all. I decided to let the chaos burn inside and I did. There is always a sheer exhilaration in doing things you felt you could never do, In achieving what you always wanted in first place. I now have clear mind as to what to write. A Voice inside me telling 2.5 km next time? Sure I would Try. So try running, why not one day you realise that somewhere deep inside, you always can outplay your abilities to the best.

You can always defeat you past,if you push yourself from “I will” to “I can”.

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