Some people are just born that way, with tragedy in their bones. No, it doesn’t mean that they don’t feel any happiness or any joy in life. They certainly do. But, the sadness always lingers behind, like an old memory trapped away in the little corners of the heart, just waiting, to make it’s appearance in their good going life, every once in awhile, to mess things up, and leave them confused and lonely. They long for love, they long just to smile from their heart, but it’s difficult to get out of the pool of melancholy in which they once drowned. So, exhausted, they build high walls around them, paint them all different shades of grey, and hide away, their own grief breaking them apart, consuming them slowly. They sit silently and wait, for any sign, that they can find happiness. Sometimes they push themselves, break those walls, to see the glorious world that awaits. They finally find blissfulness again, until the tragedy makes it arrival, and they go back behind the walls they once built, silently dissolving in their dullness.
Stay a little longer with me
Hold my hand real tight
For you are the glitter in my darkness
You are a pinch of joy in my melancholy
So, just stay for a little while
Let me drown in your soulful eyes
Let me hold you close, and make you realize,
That you’re no less than magic
You’re no less than a miracle
You set my soul on fire
My heart ablaze
My eyes glow
And there’s so much more, which words cannot suffice
So stay still, look into my eyes
Feel the electricity passing to you
Through my fingertips
The stars are sparkling brighter tonight
For you are here, by my side
Tell me, will you forever be mine?
Will you never leave my side?
The stars, the moon, the night sky, silently witness
As your magical aura mingles with mine
As we fit together, like long lost puzzle pieces.
” The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.” – John Milton
Grab that microphone and be brave, sing your heart out on the life’s stage.
We all get lost once in a while, sometimes by choice, sometimes due to forces beyond our control. When we learn what it is our soul needs to learn, the path presents itself. Sometimes we see the way out but wander further and deeper despite ourselves; the fear, the anger or the sadness preventing us returning. Sometimes we prefer to be lost and wandering, sometimes it’s easier. Sometimes we find our own way out. But regardless, always, we are found.
– Cecelia Ahern
She has lost all the touch with the reality
Failing to keep her life together, she keeps finding an escape
She stays in her wonderland
Where she’s a fairy
Her wings fluttering, shedding pixie dust wherever she goes
She sheds light and magic in the darkest of the places
She glides through the clouds
She smiles and laughs, lives everyday like it’s the last
Everything is perfect in her dreamland
There’s no pain and no suffering
Only sparks, fireworks and magic
She is wearing a dazzling gown
With tiny pearls woven in it
And then she bumps into him
His eyes so deep, as if the windows to his soul
His warm and soothing voice, making her feel a tingling sensation on her skin
He touches her face, and she feels herself dissolving into molecules
Sparks fly around, and goosebumps rise on her skin
Her heart hammers against her chest, and she knows with all certainty
She, the lost traveller, has finally found home
She finds herself gazing at him, and drowning in his eyes
She buries her face in his chest, and listens to his pounding heart
He is perfection, he is home.
That September Night,
The stars glittered, the full moon shone, shedding it’s magic all over us
I closed my eyes, and felt the pixie dust
Everything felt perfect, except the fact that we were close, yet so far
I looked sideways, and saw you looking at me
I was holding his hand, you were holding hers
I still didn’t understand, why you destroyed our fairytale
I kept looking at you, my longingness for you getting stronger than ever
Tears flew down like a riverstream, but with no pebbles or stones to break it’s flow
I didn’t wipe them away, and the pain resurfaced again
I could make out your features in the darkness of the night
It took a lot of self control, to not run to you and kiss those lips of yours
So, I just sat there, closed my eyes
Maybe, in a parallel universe,we were still together
Holding each other’s hand, kissing each other innumerable times
And, laughing at the sheer idea of impossibility of us
Nothing has felt right ever since you left, there’s no magic, there’s no sparkle
Only mundane days, and endless thoughts of ending it all and leaving this world
How can you make my life a fairytale and then leave just like that, making it all a nightmare?
How can you have another girl in your arms, and not miss the way I hid my face in your chest?
The way I never got tired of telling you how much I love you, the way I kissed you
The way I gave you every little piece of my heart, which you never returned
And now, I’m numb.