have you ever just wondered? everybody is just for a reason it can be materialistic and cosmic it's an illusion we are living in and thinking that everything will be good what's there outside is different zones everybody created their zones and what if everybody started pinching that it's gonna breathe out but we can stay for a while things turn up into something you never assumed you by distracting every another moment but eventually nothing gonna stop but until you stabilize chaos of your mind and people will judge you let them judge it's you and your world and make sure you know everything has its end either feel nothing and breathe alive cause in the end you have to prove your existence create what you meant for only way people think that their problem is small but why we need to compare even so you keep it close and realise it's not meant for sharing and cause sharing can be haunted sometimes you start living in the mere fact that may something or some moment you can still have but once star is broken it can never relocate its self to same position you started writing but I can guess that's not writing but started radiating looking around the world you can see chaos but one thing for sure you can do it stabilizing things slowly not in hurry and let it grow so deeply which stays for longer always create that you dive into countless questions and feel like it's meant for you
My heart is a wrecked ship. You can sit on the broken railings and adore the sea it longs for, but you'll have to swim alone because it can't take you to the sea.
Anchored to the shore it can just be a hideout for you. Sometimes playful and sometimes scary as it creaks when you walk on the fragile planks on which someone used to dance once. It's cold and grimy because of the cracks that can't hold the emotional storms from invading.
Faded and jaded, it's not the ship you'd like to sail upon. Never to find the Jack to your Rose, never to reach and discover a world you can call yours.
Mishti was walking back from home from her work. She was wearing her favourite black overcoat which had white polka dots all over. It made her seem a little younger than she was, perhaps that was a plus. She had a birthmark on her right cheek just below her eyes. A huge black spot. Some called it the beauty mark and some the mark of her ugliness. Her aunt would often point that out saying ' hide that well Mishti or no one will marry you in this lifetime' her dad would often scoff 'nonsense! If no one marries her i will keep her at home forever'. She smiled thinking about this daily bickering. Took the strand of hair behind her ears and looked both sides before crossing.
Aadarsh was asking the auto rickshaw to hault infront of the jewellery shop. He was already late and as his car was puncture he was late already to attend the big party. He is however not used to public transport so he keeps on sanitizing his hands and wears a mask. He was supposed to buy the ring for his mum on behalf of his dad who was busy as usual on the day of his anniversary. He had his words so he bought the ring.
While he was returning to the auto he crashed into a girl. She was smiling. 'Is she an idiot? She is on the footpath with her purse and everything on the road' he helped her. Thats when he noticed her birthmark. He kept looking at her eyes and then at her mark. He picked up her purse and she smiled and replied curtly a thankyou. Her white polka dots were now covered with dust at the back. But she was hauling down the foothpath with so much ease as if she was still a kid. Aadarsh smiled to himself and was returning when he saw her pendant on his feet. He picked it up and noticed that letter M. The false stones were all worn out even the chain's colour was faded but she still kept it.
'Until next time M' he said and kept thar inside his pocket.