And it was a rainy day, when I felt that, I'm pushing away people from my life, I can't let human attachments to my heart for so long and that I'll hurt people. I was starting to enjoy my own company, an epitome of self love, maybe. The urge to leave this place, with a backpack, is increasing day by day, a solo trip to find my soul.
When did it actually started? To get there, let's answers another question, what's the end of loneliness? Finding the beauty of solitude, maybe. Here, I have used to listen, that people generally say if I ask, "so what brought you here?", they will melancholy replies "loneliness". As far as my assumptions this is a community made for lonely beings rather than to have some sexual pleasures.
Now coming to the words, "loneliness" and "solitude" linking it with my life I could say I'm taking myself into a world of solitude, finding my heart itself as home, finding myself as the most beautiful girl in the era (lol) and so on. In short I'm enjoying my own company or maybe I could say I'm getting scared of attachments, though my heart will let it go of everything.
My heart is like a compass at sometimes it points to some direction and give some signals, make you believe that you're at the correct direction and later make you lost, then will again show some direction and then again you're lost. But now my compass ain't working, I'm not getting bothered about it anymore, dear heart, I know you're there, stay there, and let me live.
What made me think like this? Ofcourse the human minds. I'm tired of trying to figure out what's going on in a human mind. I'm tired of it's complexities (I'm also included in this from some other's point of view maybe) The hope they give, whatever it is, sometimes it is, " I'm gonna there for you " Did anybody who have say this, is still in your life, most probably no.
So this is what a human mind or relation is all about and here, our compass (our heart) their compass (their heart) both are showing a wrong direction which make us suffer, later.
And, these all thoughts being running in my mind, I took a pen and penned,
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I'm exhausted, it's hard to reach there to the word of solitude, but I'll try and hop through the turmoils, I'll win but.
I'm tired.
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To those who're tired and yet want to reach there, to whoever are in my stage, trying to figure out what's going on in their head relax, you aren't alone.
With love,
Appu.
When did it actually started? To get there, let's answers another question, what's the end of loneliness? Finding the beauty of solitude, maybe. Here, I have used to listen, that people generally say if I ask, "so what brought you here?", they will melancholy replies "loneliness". As far as my assumptions this is a community made for lonely beings rather than to have some sexual pleasures.
Now coming to the words, "loneliness" and "solitude" linking it with my life I could say I'm taking myself into a world of solitude, finding my heart itself as home, finding myself as the most beautiful girl in the era (lol) and so on. In short I'm enjoying my own company or maybe I could say I'm getting scared of attachments, though my heart will let it go of everything.
My heart is like a compass at sometimes it points to some direction and give some signals, make you believe that you're at the correct direction and later make you lost, then will again show some direction and then again you're lost. But now my compass ain't working, I'm not getting bothered about it anymore, dear heart, I know you're there, stay there, and let me live.
What made me think like this? Ofcourse the human minds. I'm tired of trying to figure out what's going on in a human mind. I'm tired of it's complexities (I'm also included in this from some other's point of view maybe) The hope they give, whatever it is, sometimes it is, " I'm gonna there for you " Did anybody who have say this, is still in your life, most probably no.
So this is what a human mind or relation is all about and here, our compass (our heart) their compass (their heart) both are showing a wrong direction which make us suffer, later.
And, these all thoughts being running in my mind, I took a pen and penned,
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In the depths of my weary soul,
I'm tired of being a dreamer,
Holding onto elusive hopes,
That slip through my fingers like sand.
I scream into the void,
Yearning for their presence,
But they remain distant,
Just out of reach.
I'm exhausted from believing,
In a future that never materializes,
My mind spirals to the top,
Only to plummet back down.
The complexities of human minds,
Entangle and suffocate me,
I long for simplicity,
But am drawn to the chaos.
When I seek solace in solitude,
Depression creeps in,
Weighing heavy on my heart,
Dragging me down.
In this never-ending cycle,
I search for peace,
But find only turmoil,
In the word of solitude.
`Aparnah
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~I'm tired of being a dreamer,
Holding onto elusive hopes,
That slip through my fingers like sand.
I scream into the void,
Yearning for their presence,
But they remain distant,
Just out of reach.
I'm exhausted from believing,
In a future that never materializes,
My mind spirals to the top,
Only to plummet back down.
The complexities of human minds,
Entangle and suffocate me,
I long for simplicity,
But am drawn to the chaos.
When I seek solace in solitude,
Depression creeps in,
Weighing heavy on my heart,
Dragging me down.
In this never-ending cycle,
I search for peace,
But find only turmoil,
In the word of solitude.
`Aparnah
I'm exhausted, it's hard to reach there to the word of solitude, but I'll try and hop through the turmoils, I'll win but.
I'm tired.
__________________________________________________
To those who're tired and yet want to reach there, to whoever are in my stage, trying to figure out what's going on in their head relax, you aren't alone.
With love,
Appu.
