Written by heart

All only see your external beauty ...  ... your breathtaking animal brown eyes,  ... your beautiful lips that invite you to kiss,  ... your perfect face without a flaw,  ... your great and heavenly hands,  ... your attractive body,  ... your pure manhood  ... and and and But none ...  ... sees the sadness and pain in your eyes,  ... sees the countless scars on your heart,  ... sees the deep gaping wounds in your soul,  ... sees the struggles you had to go through. NO ONE sees all of your suffering!  Nobody can or wants to look behind your facade. Because then they run the risk of having to think about their own life or of feeling their own feelings, which they may eat up. You'd rather be emotionally blind and overlook everything ...  But one thing is certain: I will NEVER be like this! I want to be there for you! Share your pain! I want to help you heal! I want to be there to save you! I NEVER want to become emotionally co...

 LET ME HOLD YOU JUST THIS ONCE YOUR ARM IN MINE LINKED LIKE WE ARE ONE JUST FOR THIS NIGHT AS WE WALK IN THIS MOONLIGHT BEFORE WE RUN OUT OF A PATH MY HEAD ON YOUR SHOULDER YOUR BREATH ON MY HAIR THE WARM NIGHT AIR LIFTING THE FALLEN LEAVES AND THEN FALLING JUST LIKE MY HEART AS WE NEAR THE END OF THE PATH EVERY STEP,  A MOMENT ETCHED OF THE LINGERING FLAME STRUGGLING TO BE DOUSED BY TEARS  TRICKLING DOWN MY FACE BECAUSE SOMETIMES WE KNOW GOOD THINGS NEED TO END FOR GREAT THINGS TO BEGIN BUT TONIGHT IS NOT ABOUT TOMORROW IT IS JUST US, NOW AND A MOONLIGHT COMPASS.

OH, THE THINGS WE DO IN LOVE!  PICK YOUR POTION THEY SAID.  AND THE HEART PICKED THE POISON. LOVE. OH, THE THINGS WE DO FOR LOVE!  NOW THERE I WAS LOOKING FOR THE ANTIDOTE.  IT'S YOUR ANTIDOTE TOO THEY SAID. LOVE. OH THE THINGS WE BECOME BECAUSE OF LOVE!  WE BECOME BOTH THE POISON OR THE ANTIDOTE,  IN OUR OWN WAYS, IN OUR OWN STORIES OF LOVE.

 Sometimes there is an uneasiness between you and the person you are close to. You can feel the misunderstanding, confusions, wrong perceptions and distance between two souls; you want to clear things out, but at the same time you don't want to explain yourself as you have grown tired of giving explanation to this world, you are exhausted of proving that you are not lying or cheating. For once, you want them to understand you and to trust you in reality, not only for saying. But you want that person in your life, so want to speak your heart too. That day, it's you versus you. It will break you, it will drain all the energy out of you and you'll start feeling low, you would try to keep yourself busy, but your mind will take you back to that point only. That's one of the worst kind of feeling you have ever felt.

Tears of joy roll down your cheeks as we meet for the first time. This brings me to tears and touches my heart because I know you are actually a person who does not reveal his feelings to everyone and rarely cries. So on the one hand I feel very honored that you trust me so much and show me your true feelings. That you are who you want to be without caring about how you have to be. You feel free as a bird and don't hide from me. Because isn't the most important thing that you can be who you are in a relationship? Is it even loved and respected? That there really is a person who was just waiting to meet you and spend his life with you? As if it was all predetermined by life. That everything works its way so that the two halves eventually find each other when the time is right. And then you can share such a beautiful moment together, such as a long-awaited first meeting where two lonely hearts have found each other after a long search and wait and they can live the life together ...

What in your opinion breaks you the most?  Trust break?  Breakup?  Someone close being rude to you?  Grow up man!!! The time when you see you family falling down and down , going through alot which they don't even deserve doesn't breaks or hurts you. It makes you a living dead killing you inside and stabbing you again and again. This time god seems to be doing unfair. I can see all the good people suffering around me from big problems. Okay, family problems. All of them!!! And the bad one's... I don't want to give any word about them, but yes god is doing unfair...  They are your biggest strength and biggest weakness, but they also have the power to become your strength when they become your weakness. A person who's going through serious family problems can never ever be weak, heartless or immature.  They do so much for you selflessly like a shield, so much, but still when you see them falling you can never resist yourself from making your eyes wet. You mis...

To be connected in spirit with a person you have never met in person in your life is very extraordinary and something very special. You know exactly how the person feels, how he thinks, h e can finish the sentence you've started.  But isn't that crazy? Can you really know a "stranger" that well even though you've never met him before? Is that possible? A few months ago I would have answered no. But I wouldn't be so sure anymore. Because I have met such people who I feel very connected to. With them it is as familiar as if you have known each other for an eternity. I know I can trust them, they stand by me when I need someone to talk to and they give me a hand when I fall. They see my value and appreciate it. Although we are actually "strangers". But all of this felt so natural without feeling strange. There was no invisible barrier. You didn't have to pretend or hide anything. You can be who you are. And isn't that nice? Some would now say it...

I love you I can't even tell you how much I love you You mean everything to me You are my peace You make me feel so special You are so special I can never have a thought of leaving you You are so unique there's no one like you I trust you more than myself I will never break your trust I share everything with you I can't hide anything Even if everyone is against you I'll be with you We can fight everyone together I can leave anyone for you You are enough for me I can see my future in your eyes That's what they said.... 

 Oh my beautiful,  Take my hand For me to kiss and embrace you Let me take care of your heart  Let me wash away all your dismay  You've woven a hem inside my heart  that flows as words in my poetry Oh my beautiful one,  Hold my hand fly with me above the clouds and storms fly with me I will take you on a journey deep  within my soul to the deepest core  where no others have been  So come, fly away with me

Would you like to know what I feel about you? My Eyes have a never-ending lust of capturing your elegantly moving pictures every single day. A Picture of you smiling endearingly right infront of me at one of many lame jokes I make. A Picture of you laughing delightfully, when I make a stupid face when that joke misfires. A picture of you making those adorable cute face and reaching your arms out to wrap me and cheers me up.   A picture of you making those sudden cute dance moves while mumming a song. A picture of you blushing a little after noticing you’ve been caught by my admiration. A picture of saying “oh, you’re so cute” every single time I do something extremely usual like holding a chair for you, for making sure you don’t fall AGAIN! A picture of you asking “What?” everytime I get caught smiling at you. A picture of you smiling back with nodding your head like you already understood everything despite I answered “nothing…!” There’s a lot of pictures already, still my...

 Isn't it beautiful How you don't know where  I am I don't know where you are And yet We are both here I am writing these words You are reading them And just like that  We are connected All over again Isn't it beautiful How we may be miles apart And yet In this moment that we share We defy every obstacle Cross every hurdle And let love Have its well deserved triumph

 I miss you In the most beautiful ways  And here's to knowing that On that open path Where you once roamed around Now there are walls Tall and strong That I fear Nobody could break down Here's to knowing That time heals the wounds  But it cannot take away  The essence of those  You've engraved On your heart Who are Ingrained in your very being Who are here's to knowing  That you still are  my favorite person

O' Mother Nature, I speak on behalf of the people I didn't know that the consequences would be lethal. O' how sorry I am For constructing that dam. I'm sorry for cutting that tree For having done this for free. I cared for you the least And now you consider me a beast. I'm sorry for all the pollution But now I'm searching for a solution. For I know, I have lost your trust But I also know, gaining it back is a must. I'll try in the future To bring back every little creature. No matter what it takes I'll correct all my mistakes.

 It took me an hour To believe that it wasn't a dream  You standing there in front of me And pulling me in for a hug I closed my eyes shut and opened them A few times Thinking that maybe I'd wake up  Because it was easier to believe That I made you up Than to believe you were really there I couldn't look at you  You made me so nervous Because seeing you made me too happy  And I was scared to be too happy. The day passed by Maybe a little too fast And I held onto you as much as I could  Keeping my eyes shut tight And wishing against all logic  And I could feel my heart break  When you pulled away Kissed me on the cheek  And said it was time to go  I couldn't watch you leave  So I kept my eyes shut tight  Thinking that maybe this time You'd change your mind  But I heard you close the door  And I felt myself cry  I lay on the bed alone in silence Like I had done before And whispered to myself through the tears "It w...

 You lay there on my bed  With your arms around me like old times  Your scent was ever so strong  Musky yet delicate  With a hint of some Indian spice  You had your eyes set on the ceiling  Avoiding my gaze  Almost as if you knew. That I'd ask you for a kiss. And you wanted to say no. We spoke only a few words that day  But I understood plenty. Your indifference was a conversation on its own. A silent, heartfelt apology  For wanting to leave me behind. I lay there in your arms Holding onto you for a little longer  Ever so calm and silent  With wars raging inside me Mourning Weeping Screaming  "I could lose everything But not you Oh god! Not you!"

Forever Is the word You gifted me On the day You told me You wanted to stay And the day You told me goodbye On days When the pain Feels too hard to bear I tell myself that Somewhere in between Staying and leaving I made an honest man out of you Because although You did not mean forever When you told me you'd stay I know you meant forever  When you said goodbye.

I could scream, I could cry because I'm so desperate ... How can it be that the good, sincere and dearest people always get their ass kicked like that every day? Who gets stabbed in the back with a knife without hesitation! What have you done to deserve this? I don't care about my happiness and my life. Because I know everything happens as it is "planned" as fate has foreseen. But what I don't understand is: "Why is fate such an asshole and keeps putting obstacles in the way of the most valuable people?" Isn't it hard enough already? Is there a new hurdle to overcome each time? What if people eventually give up because they just can't take it anymore? That's what I don't understand... I'm really trying everything to keep up the few people I love, to be a support to them. But when life is always against me and my efforts, what can I do? It makes me sad when I have to watch the best people get hurt and suffer every day. BECAUSE YOU DEFI...

I want to ask you How it feels To be loved this way To know that Every atom Of who you are Is loved in infinities In every drop of blood That runs through me In every beat of my heart And every breath I will take Until I leave this world  Knowing that I've immortalized you Through a thousand poems  So when we are specks of dust In this vast universe  Your essence will live on In the hearts of our successors Who will carry this torch  Of unconditional love That will forever be Engraved with your name I want to ask you  How it feels to know that this will be The least I ever love you.

I remember the day I saw her for the first time I tried so hard not to stare At the way her eyes glistened Brighter than the party lights  And how effortlessly She managed to look a little shy  A little playful and a little quirky All at the same time In the midst of our first conversation  She wanted to guess  What my favorite drink was She looked at me curiously  And after a few seconds of silence  She told me in a soft voice  "You look like a dark roast coffee type of a guy." I'll never forget  The way she smiled  When I told her she was right To be honest I wasn't a coffee drinker And I sure didn't have a favorite drink  But that day I fell in love with dark roast coffee  And I've been having a cup Every single day ever since.

 I fell in love with souls,  many not even romantically, an undeniable connection embedded in the stars, we aligned a friendship created from the scars, our secrets unleashed the freedom of comfort.  In the darkest times turned to light like the moon at night,  they all brought beauty to my life  even if it was just a spark or a flame, our fate was written I'm so happy we collided  even if our story can't be forgiven.

The following blog is written by Ishpreet Singh : Self Love is a Trash Everyone wants to talk about self love... Leave the topic of self love. I wanna ask Do you guys accept yourself..? Do you have any respect for Yourself? No you don't! You want everyone to accept you.. but you don't accept yourself. You want people to respect you but you don't respect yourself.. Self acceptance or self respect is much more greater than self love... but you give these two things in hands of people. And the truth is no other person is gonna respect or accept you because everyone wants to pull you down. If you are doing the best work... People will criticise you in that also. Like if some tragedy comes in country and one bollywood actor didn't contribute people will criticize him and if someone contributes then people criticise by saying "he did that for fame". Like lord Ram.. many of us say Maryada purushottam Shree ram... But some also say "Jab mata sita ke sath rehna hi...

If I didn't exist, would it make a difference? If I didn't exist, would anyone miss me? If I didn't exist, would people have fewer problems? If I didn't exist, how fast would it go before I was exchanged? If, if, if ... 😣💔 So many "ifs" and yet no answer. But on days like today, I would have liked to answer. Because I feel like I am meaningless. Because people pass over me like I don't exist. I've seen people come and go this year. And all those who have left my life have had no problem leaving me behind. It felt more like they were shedding a burden that had lasted for years. And that's not a nice feeling. Because through such people I always have the feeling that I am bothering and annoying others with my mere presence. This is probably not the case. I am probably even loved for who I am. But I'm too scared to trust it. Because a person who is injured and broken every time anew becomes more anxious and unstable. He begins to doubt himself a...

Ohh you just hurt yourself so much!! Dont cry you are a boy. Girls cry, boys are strong. Then we grew up and we were taught always respect girls but no one earned the education of respecting boys. Then a nightmare comes true and a news is there about a rape case. Everyone gives sympathy and feels to bring a change but this fire inside the eyes is a game of just two days. What stays permanent is that every male in this society could be a rapist, not even a single male knows how to respect a girl and all of them look at girls with a bad sight. Because of that on single person whole male community is seen negatively. Yes, females have to take precautions, parents should worry for them, even many girls have to face so many restrictions and I am so sorry for this but please don't blame your parents for restrictions , they just don't want anything bad happens to you. But dear, not every male is same...  You'll never see a boy or a men showing their problem or showing the pain to ...

I want so much to be with you when you need me.  I want to hug you when I feel you need a hug.  I want to give you my hand to help you up when life has pushed you back on the ground.  I want to comfort you, look you in the eye and make you laugh again and again.  I want to tell you face to face that you are cute or stupid.  I just wanna be with you.  But that doesn't work and that makes me sad, angry and it frustrates me.  But what should I do?  All I can do from here is take care of you and protect you as best I can.  I am always with you with my heart and my thoughts!

  Most peaceful thing? It could be winter night. What does it bring? Though standing under the dark but still feels so bright. Standing under the sky Listening to my favorite song Am I a night spy? Who is secretly looking at the monster kong? Is it the world whom this monster is ruling? Or is it my inner negative illusion? Why these necessary things are not taught while schooling. When teachers kept teaching science and fusion. These peaceful things often leads to over thinking Due to which we could feel the peace sinking The monster kong is an example of this Which is fighting against me to take away my bliss Just try to do the FOCUS SHIFT And help yourself to lift Just like the stars in the dark Who still glows as bright as a spark.       -Shourya Sugla

 I remember the day I saw her for the first time I tried so hard not to stare At the way her eyes glistened Brighter than the party lights  And how effortlessly She managed to look a little shy A little playful and a little quirky  All at the same time In the midst of our first conversation  She wanted to guess What my favorite drink was She looked at me curiously And after a few seconds of silence  She told me in a soft voice  "You look like a dark roast coffee type of a guy." I'll never forget The way she smiled  When I told her she was right To be honest I wasn't a coffee drinker And I sure didn't have a favorite drink But that day I fell in love with dark roast coffee  And I've been having a cup Every single day ever since.