Tag: Self-love

Remember me

Memories are the special moments that tell your story. 😊

Remember me…
And these precious screenshots of life.
We always knew,
One day we’ll have to say goodbye.
Even though we are thousands of miles apart,
I’ll always hold your once warm smile in my heart.

That jump in your step, mischief in your eyes…
When it was easy to make friends,
Without having to think twice.
The efforts you used to put, to make someone else’s day…
Remember how good it felt,
When you strived to make their worries go away!

I will always keep the friendships safe for you to recall, even though they came in every shade…
I know you cherish them, and why not? That’s the only bond you’ve yourself made!

Remember me…
And all those lovely pendants and rings…
I won’t ever let you forget,
How much you loved floral and pretty little things.

You had your own phases throughout this time,
A few now embarrass you, others just make you laugh…
Remember me…
I’m the proof you once enjoyed being photographed.

That perfect black dress,
Or walk on the beach in moonlight…
I know you will smile when you reminisce,
The night above the waters that felt so right.

Those stories in your head, and chatter all night…
These were the times when it was easy to believe,
That one day everything will be alright.

All your life you’ve loved fairy tales and magic carts…
These were the times when you realized,
Sometimes miracles are just good people with kind hearts.

Remember me…
And that beautiful sunrise bliss…
Close your eyes for a moment and recall,
The way how hope in your heart feels.

Remember me…
And that you have nothing to regret.
You tried with everything you could,
I’ve lived all your words that were left unsaid.

The wings were not real,
Yet you somehow spread them and soar…
You used to love rains,
But things are not the same anymore.

Goodbyes were always hard,
You tried not to cry every time you were out the door…
Remember how you turned your head one last time,
To capture the image of people you used to see every day before.

There will always be many – “You don’t take a stand” & “You always have your way”,
Please remember,
That you are not defined by what other people have to say.

You have always worked very hard,
For each and everything that you wanted to do…
You have become your own person,
I’m fully aware of the struggles you had to go through.

Remember me…
I am the bunch of memories you adore…
You fear losing me,
That’s why you treasure these photographs evermore.
Hey! Look at me,
I’m your bittersweet past…
Still… Remember me…
Cause a thing is not beautiful because it lasts. 😊

Tags childhood, Goodbyes, Happiness, Happy times, Laughter, life, Memories, Missing myself, Moments, Past, Photographs, Poem, Poetry lovers, Self-love, Smiles, Special, Stories, Writer

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Time and Place

We never really grow up, we only learn how to act in public.
Bryan White

Ariel had long locks, Noddy’s house was on the wheels…
Little did the small girl’s wish list knew,
How bad does a broken heart feel!

The empty arenas have nothing to do with my tune,
The magical kingdom is too far away from my small room.

There is a time & place for everything you dream,
That’s why it doesn’t make much sense now…
Felt so precious when I was fourteen!

Somewhere one day, I found someone just like me…
Having the time of her life, living the dreams that I am allowed to only see.

Still I feel the same euphoria building inside,
I am proud of her, and happy too…
At least someone got what they needed by their side.

There is a time & place for everything you want,
May be to speak your heart out but sometimes you just can’t!

When my voice is blended with the echo of my favorite song,
That feeling makes me forget everything that is going wrong.

I am aware of all the side glances,
I can hear them calling me crazy & dumb…
But I eventually found out this is much better,
Than having my little heart to always feel numb!

It’s true that there is a time & place for everything that you love,
But some dreams never die…
They will grow up with you and just like stars, they will shine above!

Tags childhood, dreams, Happy, life, Missing myself, Past, place, Poem, Poetry lovers, Sad, Self-love, Struggles, Success, time, unfulfilled dreams, Writer

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Colors – Lost in time

If you heart is good, don’t let the world elude you into thinking that you have to change something about you to be better received.
Saurav Roy

Open your eyes and have a look around,
Your world is on the verge of turning upside down.
Its time you move on and stop pretending,
The Hourglass doesn’t care for your happy ending.

You float inside the bubble of fairy tale,
Watching the signs of fading hope …
And fearing the fall of the final grain.

You cherish the Colors you have got,
Lived in denial for so long…
Without giving it a single thought.

As the time ticks, your heart races…
You want to escape but destiny chases.
Heart is heavy, sunken, powerless and weak…
Once was a chatterbox, now it might never speak.

The Dreams you ignore, the tears you conceal,
Falling short for words as the days fly by…
Don’t know how to describe what you feel.

Once the bubble bursts,
All your Colors will scatter in the ocean…
A few will move far away,
Others will just be lost in the commotion.

You know your colors are always special and bright…
They never look the same,
When taken out in different lights.
Try harder to find them and keep them close,
You know the only thing that truly define you…
Are the Beautiful Colors that you once chose!

Tags Changes, Colors, hourglass, life, Mindset, Missing myself, Poem, Poetry lovers, Sad, Self-love, Struggles, time, Vibes, Writer

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The Ordinary Road

To those who are wandering on the road, so afraid to miss the view…
To those who have worn a fragile mask of pride, I was once like you.
To those who are feeling uneasy, to those who are feeling blue…
To those who are secretive and silent, listen to this story – it holds something for you.

I’ve passed through giant crowds, I’ve crossed mountains & seas…
Time never speaks – how ‘Tomorrow’ comes in a breeze.
I have been like you, like him, like all these Random People in the city…
How was I supposed to cope up in a universe full of witty?

I once had everything I wished for, everything for which I tried…
But they were all gone forever, in the blink of an eye.
I have had too many questions in my mind…
Until I saw that the answer was always there – in “The Ordinary Road” behind.

In the past I have destroyed everything, wanting to leave forever…
I fell into a deep-dark pit, losing faith in my endeavor.
I was hopeless, yet longing for something I had before…
I have been like you, like her, like all these Random People Next Door…

I have been disappointed, despairing, & losing my direction bad…
Then one day, I saw that the answer lay in “The Ordinary Road” ahead .

While you are fantasizing about tomorrow, wondering if it will be better or worse…
It’s just another day for me, to let my perseverance immerse.

You struggle, you fail! You learn to live with a burden & a sad tale.
Though you make bad choices along the way,
never give up even when you bear hardships every day.

You are not home until the road ends,
& it will keep moving, whatsoever your story pretends.

Keep walking like this, even when the wind blows hard…
Just keep going on, even if something has been torn apart.

The realization of missing something, will shake your faith to the core…
Only if you keep on believing your dreams, the road will allow you to walk more.

To those who are wandering on the road, so afraid to miss the view…
Have you been listening closely now, for the road have always something new?
The road is far and long, carrying mysterious and hushed stories along…
Don’t lose all your hope & heart, for the road is your destination since the start.

Tags Advice, Life goes on, Poem, poetry, Poetry lovers, Positive vibes, Positivity, Self motivation, Self-love, Story, Struggles of Life, Success

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THE MISSING RAINDROP

It takes everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is.
Lana Delrey

Inside the room, they told her to dance in sync.
She can’t focus. Why is everyone around wearing pink?

What’s playing on radio is not her favorite song,
Swaying to the beats in her head, her foot taps along.

Sneaked out in the open, the touch of raindrops felt nice…
Breathing in the earthy scent, she strolled for a little while.

Closed her eyes, letting the breeze play with her hair that moment,
In the reflection of water, she was happily twirling around in her blue dress.

Amid the downpour, someone was calling her name,
She moved closer and was trapped inside the room again.

There was silence, yet a strange ringing in her ears.
The reason behind pink silhouettes dancing is still unclear.

Fearing the stares, she hid behind a curtain
Her screams went unnoticed and silence felt like a burden.

Somehow the air was thick, and hard to breathe right.
She tried to smile. Her lips agreed, but eyes denied.

She again danced chaotic, music not reaching her soul.
They were all angry now, coz her tears were in no control.

Afraid of getting lost, she needs to mellow down.
Good memories stay strong, this she has always known.

Surely, on her, the carefree spirit will take its toll,
But the blue she owns is very beautiful on the whole.

She keeps herself distant from her heart yearning non-stop..
For she knows, the only thing that can make her eyes smile, is The Missing Raindrop.

Tags freedom, life, Missing, Myself, Poem, poetry, Poetry lover, Rain, Self-love, Struggles, Thoughts

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Happy Place

Diary at the bedside,
Chatting with an old friend of mine…
I don’t feel tongue tied,
for they have now known me for a while.

Shining eyes have a secret behind,
Songs I sing with the pictures back in mind.
Stories I hear and the tales I tell,
Scribbles in the last page – works on me like a magic spell.

I know my Happy place,
It’s in the clear blue sky…
in the comfort of the homely fragrance
in the showers of mid-July.

I am a simple portrait,
who always finds peace in a good read…
But I still need headphones,
to feel the Harmonies of my Heartbeat…

Moments turned into photographs – are apple of my eye…
I love to hear whistling of the wind as silence stands by.
My eyesight and imagination hold no space in between…
All my drawings still contain a tint of Kelly green.

I know my Happy Place,
its in those calm rays of the beautiful sunrise,
its in revisiting the long lost memories…
of my Favorite hyes, and Hardest goodbyes.

Tags childhood, Comfort zone, Happy, home, House, nostalgia, Peace of mind, Poem, poetry, Poetry lover, Self-love, Thoughts