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Don't you know
How I'm drawn to you
so much, too much
In your eyes, I am lost
The way they shine , whites dancing in the light
Is the only thing that really feels right
The warmth In your embrace,
I shall find refuge in
To all in with you,
My heart it feels at ease and rest, At peace if one could say best
I wish you saw just how much I have the interest
The craziness I hide within me,
To know that each breath you take
My heart, it beats for the unsaid feeling
My soul aches to feel your presence
My heart thirsts for you
Like a parched desert for rain.
Your touch is like a cool breeze,
Your voice is like a soothing refrain.
Your words shall be like the rising sun
Brings light to my heart's darkest nights
In the unbearable tormenting hour, you are my spark of hope
With all my might I might say
I long to be yours
Night and day
body and soul
And that won’t ever change to all With you
—what could have been
What's meant for you will be all yours at the end. The constellations are in your favour, so my little star-bright, what are you worried about?
Dear Wolrd,
The other day, I came across a video that said when someone is not meant to be with you the universe will do anything to make you two fall apart.
But, can't it see? Can't the universe see that I'm holding on a thread for that person. Can't the universe see that my soul is perishing for the person. And why is it that the universe gives me mixed feelings about that person. Are you confused too universe?
You're lonely?
You mean you write down all your feelings in a journal or as a note in your phone because you have no one to pour them out to who can truly understand you.
I easily forgive people. Rather, I would say I don't really hold grudges towards people.
But why, why is it so hard for others to forgive my mistakes. I am human too. I'm learning and trying to improve everyday too. So, why?
I want to be able to go on top of a mountain and scream to the world that I am yours.
But, it will only be possible if you accept me as yours.
Lately, I've been wanting someone to compliment me.
I have so much self hatred in myself these days that I can't look at the camera or the mirror without my smile fading.
I want someone to tell me that I'm worthy, that I'm not as bad as I think i am and that it will get better.
Oh to be a hopeless romantic in an unrequited love
I did not want to grow up.
I do not want to grow up anymore.
- We all break at a point. How long are you going to hold on?
- Forever. I'll hold on forever if I have to.
I used to be this happy soul with a goofy personality.
Now I look at people around me and wonder how they are able to smile in this chaotic world.
𝓨𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓳𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓽
I wrap myself in your jacket,
As if I can feel your presence with me.
I wrap myself in your jacket,
As if my racing heart and the storms in my head get calm
I wrap myself in your jacket,
As if your scent will linger around me and trigger the nostalgia.
I wrap myself in your jacket,
As if your arms are wrapped around me.
I wrap myself in your jacket and wish it was you instead.
10.03.2021 (Part1)
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Shu here and I just wanna share a small insight of my recent days.
So, I live on an island in the Indian Ocean where there were zero local cases of Covid19 for the last 3 or 4 months. Life here was back to normal compared to other countries. However, two days ago the authorities found a local case and since then the numbers keep increasing. The government came forward yesterday to address that we will be in lockdown for around 2 weeks.
So since there isn't much to do at home, I've decided that I will take this opportunity to share more here; about my day, the news, and much more.
As you can see in the picture, today is a good day. It's sunny with a little bit of wind. The perfect weather for a beach day. Sadly covid19 said no to beach day. I'm feeling rather overwhelmed lately. I've been feeling a lot, both negative and positive and it's hard to control. I'll do my best to sort those feelings out.
You people can follow me for more and I appreciate any support. ❤️
I wish to make my love pure again.
I love him in a way,
Inexplicable by my soul.
I love him in a way,
That can only be felt.
I love him in a way,
Where peace and chaos coexist.
Even when the earth beneath my feet is crumbling,
Even when the oceans of the world are raging,
Even when the sky is at war manisfesting storms,
Even when everything around me is burning in hell fire,
Even when souls around me are leaving their bodies,
I will always run back to him.
I wish I could turn back time,
To when we had our first connection.
I would write our story all over again,
But this time with more experience.
I am chaos,
I am cursed,
I bring destruction to the table,
I ruin everything,
Everything that I have ever touched,
Everything that I have ever felt,
Everything...that I have ever loved.
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~ To build something with care requires time. It requires infusion of your spirit. Things built slowly smell of love and patience. Haste has no room when time expands, and you create from the well of joy in your heart. ~🌼
My goals may be very simple, and they may probably be considered underwhelming, but they should align with the way my heart wants to feel.
Whatever I decide upon as the direction for my life, my work, and my relationships, it should make me feel good. The goals I make should feel fun, exciting, and challenging but not completely far-fetched.
I took a small but big step today and set goals that make my heart smile.
~ You can pour love into the world from where you are, here and now ~
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Not needing to wait till you are 'perfect', till all of your ideas have fallen into place, you can breathe into your purpose, as you are today.
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To fill yourself first before filling others, to love yourself first before loving others, to heal yourself first, before you heal others, that is all this journey asks.
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~ Today, I want to share something very dear to my heart, something that's become my Golden Mantra of sorts. I recently learnt and experienced that whenever you feel you're at a dead-end, lost or have 10% of clarity on a subject: . a) Pray: Take that 10% clarity and go ahead with it rather than wait for the remaining 90%. With that 10%, head to the Universe or to whichever divine energy you believe in and ask for help. Pray: about your worries, your hopes, your want for guidance and rest all of it on the Universe. Let it be there for you. . b) Act: Once you've teamed up with the Universe, pinpoint areas where you can start taking immediate action. What is the work you need to put in and in which areas? Prayer is one half of the Divine Teamwork, taking action is the next. It solidifies your hope and makes you feel actively responsible for your path. It makes you feel like a thriving part of it rather than a passive onlooker. . c) Surrender: Once you've acted in the best way you could, however minimal your actions might feel at times, surrender the outcome to the universe. Trust the divine plan and trust its timing. It is never wrong. Let go of your mind's need to control the result and trust the universe's splendid, ever-caring magic. . . P.S: Most often than not, we are the only ones in our way. Let's open our hearts to help (both divine and human), and let's learn to get out of our own way. 🌼 ~ . . ~ notes from everyday ~
~ Dear joy, thank you for quiet, persistent whisperings. ~ 🌼
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~ Someone from Finland, over a Zoom call, said something that helps me change my life. . A conversation with a friend, on his terrace, can stay with me and help me embrace all that sparks joy. . A spring playlist appearing as a suggestion from YouTube turns out to be exactly what my heart needs to feel warm and hopeful. . If this isn't magic, I don't know what is. . Those inner, persistent nudges that illogically, consistently, lead to a spring of joy, each time listened to. . My body talking to me about how it feels, what it needs, how I can I provide for it. . A spontaneous text conversation at 4 pm on what scares me turns into a safe space for not just me, but for another one too. . If these aren't miracles, I don't know what are. . Remembering someone who has never left my heart despite more than a decade of not meeting each other. . If this isn't love, I don't know what is. . . ~ notes from everyday ~ . . P.S: A beautiful boat ride. 🌼
~ Do you value the love you so willingly give? ~ . Our generation glorifies givers. Being a hardcore one myself, I think that while the act of giving is beautiful, it has to be valued. . Do I value my giving? Do I value the quality of love I am offering? Or do I pour it in people, places, things without being aware of its worth, its sanctity? . We will always meet people who aren't ready to receive what we have to give. At times like these, if we truly value our giving, we will learn to redirect that love to a vessel, a heart, that's more ready to hold it, cherish it and nourish it. . Giving is beautiful, giving is a gift. May we learn to deeply value it and tax it up a bit.
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~ Growth is a silent, invisible thing ~ . Growth is a quiet affair; a day-to-day phenomenon. . Growth happens behind the scenes, you and your heart, the only witnesses. . Growth creeps up on you, subtly, ordinarily. One day you're a seed and then steadily, you see yourself become the majestic tree you envisioned yourself to be. . Growth speaks of humility and surrender. . Growth is the messy, chaotic, tumultuous in-between. . And if you aren't paying attention, those delicate moments of growth pass you by without being cherished. . So, keep your heart and mind in tune with your present self as you bloom bravely, day after day, night after night.
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~ In the little joys, the daily joys, happiness awaits to hug us with arms open wide. ~
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