#skeptical

19 posts
  • amyers 23w

    You and me.

    Why is it on the bad days I feel like we aren't right?
    Why do I feel like I don't have a life?
    Why do I feel like I'm more in love with you than you are with me?
    Then again, sometimes I feel like I'm not sure about you.
    Like maybe I've made a mistake.
    Like you'd be happy with someone else.
    But something makes me stay.
    Every time i give up I come right back to you.

  • shaini18 27w

    In this noisy city
    I rush into buses and cars,
    My skeptic tough face
    Overlooking the pavements,
    Made of hardened passion,
    Mosaic of lost ambition.

    Vacant peace in driving through
    Bridges of my commute,
    As I read out loud the
    Aimless proufound sentences
    Of the book my hands hold.

    Aware that I am in a
    bottomless well of survival,
    Little is left of sheer intention,
    And yes the commotion and detachment
    doesn't bother me;
    It's the attachment to this city
    and it's busy walkways,
    The eerie addiction to be surrounded by
    Friends and possible lovers,
    Whilst my mind plays a song
    About the stones.

  • shaini18 27w

    In this noisy city
    I rush into buses and cars,
    My skeptic tough face
    Overlooking the pavements,
    Made of hardened passion,
    Mosaic of lost ambition.

    Vacant peace in driving through
    Bridges of my commute,
    As I read out loud the
    Aimless proufound sentences
    Of the book my hands hold.

    Aware that I am in a
    bottomless well of survival,
    Little is left of sheer intention,
    And yes the commotion and detachment
    doesn't bother me;
    It's the attachment to this city
    and it's busy walkways,
    The eerie addiction to be surrounded by
    Friends and possible lovers,
    Whilst my mind plays a song
    About the stones.

    -Shaini

  • lum_nk 64w

    Skeptical?

    People who have been hurt multiple times are skeptical in nature. The rest live in a make-believe world.
    ©lum_nk

  • perspectives_unfolded 72w

    The Dilemma of Existence

    Nobody’s my anything. ‘I’ am my everything, I am out of bounds of all relations, I’m out of the constraints of terms like genetics or hereditary or ancestry or family. I am nothing but a speck of consciousness, trying to figure out why its alive in the first place, what its purpose is. I am but a mere glitch, a glitch of existence in this universe whose dimensions we cannot comprehend.


    ©perspectives_unfolded

  • ciara1 98w

    ©ciara1

  • uncertain_alucard 100w

    Wouldn't exactly say relatable but thought of getting perceived so does sometimes induce anxiety while conversing with people #conversation #skeptical #fear #prejudice #life #boundries #comprehension #perception #random

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  • gnqonqo 126w

    RELUCTANT

    Stuck in a crowded room
    With all these empty faces
    And we all have a story to tell
    Days fade away like the morning sun
    Nobody knows why and how
    Hearts shall be broken and left in despair
    Pretence is all we know
    My mind is open to all possibilities
    My soul is shaken
    My faith is put to test

    Sour situations turn to bitter consequences
    Joy comes knocking
    At the door then it suddenly disappears
    Regrets and mistakes
    Make us learn the hard way
    The finer things in life lead us astray
    Relief is like an open door to freedom
    Love with no boundaries
    Makes perfect harmony
    ©gnqonqo

  • skeptical_mind 138w

    EARTH

    World to us, Home to the sky!!
    ©skeptical_mind

  • iampraveena 149w

    People who have known me for quite sometime often end up asking if either something is wrong? Or what is wrong with me. To which I do not have an answer. As time passed and our priorities changed, in quest of friendship, companionship and an urge to belong to someone or some group, I had exposed my inner child wrecklessly without giving much thought about the repercussions.

    People being themselves (people being people) put down the trust the child had, even when the kid was hurt they did not consider looking back. The kid was in pains and bruises when I finally found him again. Barely alive and holding onto it's last breathe.

    No matter how hard I tried to sedate the kid with hopes, everything turned out be ephemeral. As the hopes faded the pains returned. And now though he's alive he values peace over happiness and joy. He likes to spend time alone even though it's not comfortable. It's peaceful.

    Now that he has found a peaceful place, he's locks up the place and keeps the keys to himself. He's skeptical of people and doesn't want to share that key to his happiness.

    -iAmPraveena

    #innerchild #inner #child #kid #issues #skeptical #conflict #trust #issues #pod

    @mirakee

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    The inner child..

    .
    The child in me is not dead,
    But it no longer trusts people like it used to.
    It's not scared, it's just too skeptical.

    _
    ©iampraveena

  • sanatabassum 159w

    Being skeptical doesn't mean you are rude
    It's just that,
    the world accepts only those who are mute
    ©sanatabassum

  • alvahmara 164w

    Cruel World

    I sympathize other people. Those people who loved so much, who cared too much for their own good. Protecting others before themselves. Too much that it hurt, because no one was able to do the same thing. Because those people only gave little, they didn't have mercy. They abused other's kindness. Using them as stones for their own.

    So here's the warning, "Be careful in everything. You won't notice that one day you're falling into someone's trap."
    ©alvahmara

  • kaealove 175w

    "The News"

    Is it better to be uninformed, or misinformed?

    To watch, or not to watch the news?

    That is the unfortunate question.


    ©kaealove

  • sureyshchandra 197w

    Entwined in the arms of silence
    umpteenth ...

    I remain skeptical ...

    Will serenity reverberate till dawn every night to fall ??

    What floods emptiness in a dusk to tusk me after all ??

    What brings it perturbed, if its a joy...
    for ages, content fears ??

    Is this whisper serendipitous ...
    which wind blows gently as it whistles into my ears ??

    ©sureyshchandra

  • sureyshchandra 204w

    तुम पुराने क्यूँ नही पड़ते
    ईश्वर !! ???

    न पुरानी पड़ती हैं
    प्रार्थनाएँ

    आस बूढ़ी नही होती
    साँस में
    भ्रम नहीं ढलता उम्र की
    गहरी फाँस में

    देखो न
    सुख कैसे काला पड़ जाता है
    निठल्ली चांदी जैसा
    फिर नही छूता कभी
    पहले-पहल जैसा

    और
    दुःख टीसता है
    एक जैसा, एक रंग
    मौसम की किसी मार से
    लापरवाह निःसंग

    आस वास्तविकताओं की
    सभी वर्जनाएँ लांघ कर
    हरी दूब सी नई रखती है क्रम
    रहता है नया-नया सदा
    आँख में नए काजल सा
    अकड़ू फैला भ्रम

    तो क्या ???
    ईश्वर, आस, भ्रम
    दुःख का पर्याय हैं

    हम
    क्षणिक पूर्णता में
    प्रबुद्ध प्रभुता में
    प्रेम के स्वांग में
    लघुता के लांघ में
    अनुकूल कणिक
    पूरक परिस्थितियों में
    सुख की क्षणिक
    अनुभूतियों में
    केवल
    केवल
    केवल
    भ्रामिक समुदाय हैं ???

    तुम मुझे निरुत्तर
    क्यूँ नहीं करते ईश्वर ???
    कि प्रश्न की जीवंतता पर ही
    आधारित है, निराधार नश्वर ... ... .... !!


    ©sureyshchandra

  • elicia 114w

    Trying make sense of a long forgotten draft. I need to clear some drafts in order to reserve some room for more useful drafts to be made, especially with the draft limit nowadays �� ��

    The older we get, the more we become cynical and radiate less positive, bright and happy energy.

    Sometimes we just drift by to go along the way in life.
    And when that does happen, often times we give up a part of ourselves that makes us excited and stare in awe at what the world has to offer before us.

    We just live to get by, but not truly living as we once were. Some things had to give in life, but if given the chance, would you take the risk to find what your true passions are once again? Or do you already know what's the likely outcome so you don't even bother to dream it anymore?

    #growingup #gettingolder #innocence #energetic #lostenergy #maturity #skeptical #tired #bored #dullness #soul #exhaustion

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    It's kinda funny what children sees
    The first ride on a bus may seem adventuresome
    But an adult will see it as another daily hassle

    Children eh?
    How interesting and exciting things they see
    But as the years go by and we grow older
    So do the dullness that takes hold in our eyes

    ©elicia

  • manalib 213w

    Behind the Hood

    Do you know why she is skeptical?
    The over thinker that you see her today?

    Because she has trusted, for a very long time, and trusted a great variety of the human race
    Trusted repeatedly, everytime with renewed faith, vigour and zest
    Only to be broken in a myriad of ways
    Each one, having found exactly the right way to dissapoint her.

    Some took her dreams away, and some others, her thoughts
    And now she barely clings on to what has remained to be only hers
    Her beliefs, but she clings on with all her might
    Like a ship wrecked man in the middle of a sea
    Forlorn yet hopeful
    Holding onto a plank of wood, the best he could find amidst the ruins of his not-so-distant strength and dream, his precious ship,
    Fighting on for dearest life.

    Her deep-seeded beliefs, belief in her own self, belief in the fact that one day she would set things right
    Beliefs that still let her take chances, well, not so much, probably calculated risks
    And that is all what keep her going
    One day at a time, but moving forward still
    Isn't that what ultimately counts?

    Deep down, she is scarred
    Her brows have creased permanently
    Her eyes have narrowed in mistrust
    And her ears have shut to all the convenient lies
    All this, under the hood of the perfect smile - an art, she has mastered so brilliantly over all this time
    Thus, keeping herself oblivious to what catches the obvious eyes.

    She is uncomprehendable, unpredictable and everything that is too complex
    She thinks too much and acts too weird
    Because she had been simple once, but simplicity is never favored
    And she had to learn this the hard way!

    ©manalib

  • stories_by_mohit 216w

    ABSENCE

    It's not love that drives me crazy,
    Making me skeptical about every moment I stay in this black and white..

    It's the absence of it.
    ©fearisreal4us

  • itzsmile 224w

    Being skeptical,
    a boon
    a bit more,
    a bane.

    ©itzsmile