Wrong Turns
I hope you make a few wrong turns in life and find incredible places. Advertisements
Category Archives: Life
Choices Before Death
If you were given two choices on your very last day of your life: 1. Experience that very one moment that you have been wishing your whole life which will make life worth living 2. Getting another chance of life (say 50 years) but never experiencing that very moment that makes life worthwhile Which will […]
Habit
The used to bes that were once rare Until they become a habit A habit that becomes part of you A part of you that will hurt if lost
Knowing
Know what’s there and what’s not Know what’s permanent and what’s passing through Know what’s real and what’s not Know what stays and what leaves Then you know what to cherish
I want normal, in my own extraordinary way.
I cannot give what I do not have.
When the alcohol effect wears off, every emotion and brain-works come crashing down on you hard. Without mercy. It tucks at your soul, it throws butterflies and meteors into that now empty tummy of yours, it knows your weakest spot in your heart and starts piercing a thousand needles continuously. All these are done until […]
It starts with a ripple.
It is not the quality or the quantity, but the heart-felt sincerity that determines the value.
Most people would prefer to only see that bright, happy, positive face of you, when you show the other side, they will shun you away.
I wish for a short life.
Knowing
The more you know, the more you wish you didn’t know.
My Memory And Me
My memory is collapsing around me, I can’t even remember what I was thinking two seconds ago. I have to write it down instantaneously or do it immediately so not to lose the idea for a long time or forever. My memory used to be quite good, but as days pass by one at a […]
I live better, happier, without thoughts of you about your thoughts of me.
It is not good to get used to what isn’t going to last forever, don’t put your heart down.
I am looking to…
I am looking too much into the future that I am already missing what is going to be the past.
I hate it when …
I hate it when things have to come to an end.
I want to love …
I want to love all the foods I can’t have when I grow old
Love
The eyes that do not see The game that everyone plays The annoying transparent thing So hard to grasp We are much more weaker Than those who have lesser We struggle For that invisible satisfying conclusion A mark that leaves an indefinite stain Good or bad You give You take You win You lose You love
Tomorrow
Oh it’s tomorrow again When you least expect it When you dread it the most The tomorrow that never ends The tomorrow that is forever Tomorrow your happiness will subside Tomorrow your sadness will diminish Tomorrow will come a new hope Tomorrow will come a new challenge Tomorrow your worries disappear Tomorrow your anger emerge All the glory All the suffering All the energy All the fatigue All the enthusiasm All the apathy Tomorrow will either renew or replace them Do not lose hope Tomorrow will always come Do not have hope Tomorrow will always come Expect more Expect none A tomorrow of a fine line It can be a choice It can be a chance Tomorrow Until the last breath
