Na tere baarey mein likhne ka dil krta h ab
Na baat krne ka
Tujhse pyaar itna hai ki nafrat bhi gussa lgta hai
Tere puchne aur na puchne ka ab koi asar nhi lgta hai…
Author Archives: Anonymouslymeandmytales
Fortress of life
Days and nights of nothingness
I have it but I still crave it
Yes that’s happiness…
Justifications are just meaningless
Does it make sense to go to a party
Wearing no beautiful dress
But, yes it does when life is a mess
But, then you have reasons to press
And to others they are hilarious
And to you they are perfect
A little magnanimous or less
But good enough for your soul to be impressed
And that’s how I call them
the king and princes of life’s fortress…
I am the pillar of my stuart
I grew up as an ambivert
Intro with myself and extro with others
The relation reversed with experiences’ dirt
It’s when I understood
how to be brave when hurt
And even in the presence of wounds
To be a pillar of our life’s Stuart!!
Was it time or you who changed?
To where my dreams hear
I know where I’m headed to
Maybe in the beginning,
my path isn’t clear
It’s having dirt and mud
But, I can see through
from even the wildest of tear…
It looks like something
That is going to be so dear
I would love to pursue
Even when weary
Or feeling timid like an escaping deer…
I would always let courage
be my smear and wear
And the rocks be my guard
when the waves crash into my gear
And then,
I would steer
Guiding my loafing bear
To where my dreams hear…
Sheets all full of crimson love of the evening and daylight;
And their legs beneath
Rubbing over each other
one by one
Hands sliding over another
One by one
They losing the hack of time
Knowing the clock wings to none
Just telling them they can never get done!
Walking over each other’s body
From time to time
Not reaching the door
Even when it’s night
And the time to dine
Kissing in between
From time to time
The mood is cozy
And the perfection is the glass of old generation wine!
First snow
We sit together holding our hands into each other and visualize the first snow of the year together; the romantic moment that we imagined so many times in our heads and talked about in our dreams!
Then you pull my sweatery self closer and kiss on my forehead. I whisper in your ears what you’ve been longing to hear “I love you so much”
And then, we dance and laugh and have the snow party and celebrate the togetherness in the midst of that wintery day!!❤️❄️
I wanna be a part of your snowplay
Then, spend a cozy day
I wanna do those high jumps in the sand deserts and capture your highs in a special way
I wanna lie on your chest and see the sunrise and sunset, till the night becomes the day
I wanna look into your eyes and tell you how much I love you, nobody does that way!!❤️
The firewood in the fire closet was burning light yellow and it gave an orange tint just to make the evening even warmer with aesthetic vibes. I was wearing a long creamy sweater with red and green stripes and was snuggling into his lovely muscular arms that tend to fill my soul in so satisfactorily that is literally indescribable. He was in his casuals, the hoodie that we both loved and holding me like his favorite asset of life that he could ever have; rubbing my thighs with gently and kissing my forehead with his lips that were the huge crush of my own. The night was young and it felt so perfect to dissolve like the two pieces of chocolate melting into each other when heated. It meant the world to both of us and there wasn’t anything much more than that to ask for! And then, when the clock struck midnight, we hugged each other and wished, “Happy anniversary love” and there couldn’t be a better moment than that when at the exact midnight, our lips met…
Is life boring?
Monotonously choosing the same set of tasks everyday from the kitchen to the desk, we often feel that it’s the circle that is repeating everyday. Some term it as ‘routine’ while some call it as a mundane schedule. Either ways, the tasks remain almost same with some changes here and there. Sometimes, there are complications in even the simplest tasks like boiling the milk. You tend to spill the entire bowl of milk that you were going to have it as breakfast with cereals. And sometimes it becomes so easy, you feel like you’re having super powers in performing the chores that day.
And at the end of this schedule, most of us ae wondering or commenting, well the day was so usually boring that you hardly feel like it’s a new day. From students to office people i.e. for 90% of the population, it remains the same. “Then, why is not wrong to call life boring,” says one of the IT guy taking the mid-day smock at the small tea shop in front of his office. Wouldn’t you agree with that?
But, how far is it true? Those who write daily diaries would know that they somehow manage to write at least something different and unique for each day. For example, “my neighbor didn’t put on the loud music early in the morning hours, and I could enjoy an extra hour of peaceful sleep.” Does it not make the day different and you would look for a similar opportunity in future where it happens again. And this gives rise to a new hope in your heart that gets fulfilled every time that neighbor goes on a vacation. Well, this is the smallest instance of where how small things can make our days appear interesting.
Some life coaches suggest that we must try a new activity every single day for at least an hour or indulge in some creative art so that our minds can evolve with new ideas. But, is it that difficult to make the day special. I hope you got the answer from the previous paragraph that it isn’t. There is a quote “As you think so you become”. Well, that’s how your life works. If you keep lying on the couch just thinking that your life is boring, IT WILL DEFINITELY BE!!