Written by heart

Time passes, the birds of innocence flies away The people you consider the closest, even they don't stay After a certain checkpoint in life little birds are hunted by vultures And that person becomes the parasite who keeps sucking you until your veins get ruptured No one is so much weak that he can't fight between wrong and right It's there dumb personality that they try to slip away from you taking a flight Time changes, intentions does not If they treated you like a crap once and say sorry, next time you'll be treated like a robot You become the rope of that bond, helping them fly high like a kite But there would be a time when they'll give you a venomous bite Cut the rope and let them flow in the air God will see them and hold them tightly with the hair It's the world full of these vultures It's your intelligence, either to chose the right path or follow the dumb culture...  ~ 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘆𝗮 𝗦𝘂𝗴𝗹𝗮

All the stuffed toys looking at me Wondering are you the same who you used to be?  Giggling behind my back and cuddling me again at lonely nights Innocent me, unaware of everything used to feel delight The spilled ketchup on the table drooling down drop by drop Just like my heart, which was bleeding when I was singing in pain on the rooftop They were right, change is a necessary evil But I didn't know that would attract so many devils My experiences kept getting piled up like books in a bookshelf And when I opened them up, there was so much to learn from myself At the end you've to wrap yourself in a blanket under the tree Until it blesses you with some leaves which falls on your shoulder to set you free.              ~🅢🅗🅞🅤🅡🅨🅐 🅢🅤🅖🅛🅐

  The true sun of your life is the one who brightens your dark sky by secretly giving light to the moon.  People know you for your good qualities, for the things you are good at.  But everything comes to an end when you lose your peak time.  They will disappear when they use up all the light from the sun.  There will only be one or a few saplings who'll really support you in that time too, who'll keep your surrounding evergreen in hard times too.  They'll bliss you with their shadow when you're sad, show the spring season when you're happy, and the autumn to make a path with leaves when you need the right direction.  At this time the people who left you you'd laugh at them.  Identify the flower not the thorn,  Truth might be sour but with them you'll win the crown. -Shourya Sugla

T he moment you take a step away, you realize what you're gonna miss...  From the beginning of the first step to returning to them by taking the last step they continuously run in your mind You miss every part of them...  Sometimes actions say it too but then you realize that they're not here It teaches you the value, their worth. Everyone wants to run away from their daily routine or something which is a part of life But actually when it happens, you stand nowhere knowing that now there's no turning back and you miss that good time...  Heart craves for that vibe Eyes cry for that time Everything changes suddenly and nothing feels right Sometimes we cry and make our fist tight The only option left is just to fight My momma said once "growing up isn't easy" Her absence right here makes me feel like a needy As I grow up, everyday my brain and heart gets challenges After each of them I'm healing my organs with bandages I wish that time and place calls me agai...

A father  Man with a cold heart  A heart of stone right?  The one who always scolds you, always haunts you..  This is what people say But just look at FATHER for only one minute out of your world.  What do you see?  A money machine just to pay your fees and rents?  Not feeling any emotions while leaving his child abroad or for a hostel because it's the mother who's attached to her child?  What I see in the word father is a fighter, a shield hero.  Who keeps fighting and fighting every single second to make his family smile, he knows that the smile on his family's face is the answer to all the scars he's having.  He falls down, he rises up, he doesn't look back , he rushes like a brave king with a sword just to fight without any break.  Returning home with wounds I asked him what did you do?  His silence and his eyes said that your father fought bravely son!!  Why don't you buy new clothes papa and every time we go to the m...

Carrying me inside her womb for long 9 months,  Does this lady deserve only one day to be celebrated ?  Loving me unconditionally and selflessly everyday Isn't every day of my life her day?  You don't need a mother's day mumma Every day is your day Always being a shield for me I'll make you feel proud someday.  Never stop smiling mumma,  Home won't be like it used to be Your happiness is the biggest peace for me Which will always be.  I remember the day when I was done with my dinner, she was still having it,  Me, a panda, still felt hungry and that lady fed me from her plate.  Making infinite sacrifices, the pain hides behind her pretty face  She won't show us any of them, because she wants us to concentrate on our race.  Our problems, she wants us to tell at that time only  Her problems always remain hidden..  Why so selfless maa, why??  Apart from this cruel chaotic world I see my world inside your eyes  Whose happ...

There are moments in life when you have to admit that the life you used to live no longer exists. Even if you try to hold on to it for so long, the time when you have to decide to let go of something you love will ALWAYS come sooner or later! Same with me. My life has changed a lot in the last few months. Partly for the good but unfortunately but the bad outweighs right now... That's why this decision was not easy for me. I've always weighed the pros and cons. Unfortunately, I always came to the same conclusion. I will give up writing blog´s with a heavy heart, which is not easy for me. Through writing I can sort my thoughts, ease my heart and write all my frustrations out of my soul. I discovered my love for writing almost a year ago and got the chance to share my thoughts, feelings, desires and fears with you. I am very grateful for that. Your feedback, your support and your lovely comments on my blogs have encouraged me in what I do. Showed me that I'm not alone with all...

People with a good heart always suffer. Socially, emotionally, mentally and in every other aspect.. Everything goes unfair. Everything goes against. Sun stops rising, everywhere darkness is there. Still those people try to start up with a new chapter but from the first page itself others try to crumble it and throw away.. A millions of arrows seems to be rushing in front of the eyes and the bow is the people's eye. These people carries a wish to get success and happiness in return of their genuine struggle and purity but what they actually get are these arrows and an unnecessary stupid spotlight from this society.. Judging their identity, giving crap things out of their mouth on the character.. Yeah, sadly they enjoy it. These sweet people are left with no option.. They try to do a focus shift by convincing their heart that " We need to focus on our small group rather than the crowd back bitching about us. " It's not that easy as it looks like.. The pressure and chara...

You are my daydream, my nighttime fantasy. You are the sun that gives me warmth and the moon that gives me light at night. You are the air I breathe every day and the blood that flows through my veins every second. You are my heart that keeps me alive and my soul that keeps my inner balance in tune. You are the rain that removes every drought and gives life back to everything. You are the hope that everything will get better and that every obstacle can be overcome. You are like day and night to me because I know you are always with me. You are my friend, my partner, my lifeblood and my love. Without you I wouldn't know where I belong, because you are my home. Without you, life would only be half as beautiful, because you are my better half who makes life worth living. Without you, the world would be missing an important part, because you enrich the world with your being. Without you my hope for love would have been lost long ago, because I had almost lost hope. Without you I would ...