For Him .

I watch the trees fading away,
The sun color the sky with her paintbrush.
Was it the same way that day?
When we had inter-wined fingers and unreadable minds?
When we sat looking at each other’s eyes?

THIS is getting hard.

Harder.

Day by day.

As Moments Pass.

Your Touch was an acid that has corroded my body.
Washed the rust of it, away.
I stare into my little oblivion, And find your face.
Close my eyes, and get your smell.
You’ve gotten on my nerves.
No remorse.
And There’s no way I’m getting in a Rehab for this.

Call Me insane, I don’t care.
It’s your love that has turned me this way..
Like the falling of a dead Autumn leaf,
I could feel me going down.
Hitting The Hard Ground.
Every Breath is suffocation.
Can’t Let go, Can’t Hold In.

I’m lost.
Lost Somewhere.
Where, You Pray?
I’m lost Somewhere In between.
In Midst.
Of Having you a breath away and Having a Thousand of Miles in between Us.

<3 Bliss… Pure Bliss…..! <3

She came out of no where. Well actually I met her online to be honest. My first friend on Merit. When I had no else to talk to. She suddenly was gone. Far away. She meant nothing more than a friend to me. And then just as suddenly as she had gone, she resurfaced. I became […]

via The One — theinexistentone

Him.

Like The Wind.He came in like the wind.Touched.Gone.All in a matter of few seconds. The kind of insane feeling his presence subjected me to was a drug. The one I got addicted to. Some people colour your life from the colors present in their palette. There was no future. But The sweet cacophony of the present Made me proceed in being weird. Because with him, the world didn’t matter.

Sandra.Rose.Vincent

For The One who is in custody of my heart,
She came into my life when I had least accepted it. I always thought two pieces of broken glasses would hurt each other. On the contrary, we fit each other. Perfectly. As if we had once been the part of the same whole glass sheet.
Sandra.Rose.Vincent. The girl who taught me how to smile. Again. A person who made my life feel like it’s just another teenager’s life.A girl who forgot to love herself, in pursuit of making others love others.
Her smiles had an ocean of pain and suffering hidden behind them. Her eyes were unnaturally beautiful.I wished she knew how beautiful she was. I wished she had a better life. An angel like her definitely needs one.
From friends to besties to sisters to……. The relationship that we share shouldn’t , couldn’t be corrupted by my insufficient vocabulary.
Yet, I want to let you know a little fact. When there’s no sun in your life, When you feel inexistent, Run away. Go out. Breathe. Look into the skies. Feel the chill. Experience the warmth. Know that there will be forever be someone waiting at the end. To soak up your sadness. To be there for you. That SOMEONE will be a broken, tarnished, used thing. You have a name to call her. Anuzz.
I know you hate Birthdays. I do too. The reasons may be different. But our likes and dislikes bind us too. This is the best I can provide you. Happy Birthday to the girl I have ended up cherishing . May the LORD fill up the void in your life with happiness unexpectant.
You know that I love you, Don’t you?
~Anisha

Sleep

Every Night, before she lay down, She would vent out her anger. On her body. Razor blades and pricky objects were her best friends. Shedding blood, she would stay awake. Thinking. Thinking again. She forgot how to sleep.

.

My days are Haunted, From expecting you to return.
You are inexistent, when I am in need.
Distance.
Only DIstance can save us both now.
It will hurt.
But we will get past.
Only Distance can cure us of this insanity they call “LOVE”.

.

I have been like this for some time now. I guess this is what people call growing up and gaining maturity. I still remember the way some people used to call me “THE BRIMMING BOWL OF POSITIVITY”. Forever optimist I was. That ME is perhaps dead now. I don’t know actually. At first, there used to be this void inside me. Then It became larger. Sooner, I became that void. Unfinishable. Unfillable. I have started to think of myself as some kind of Black Hole. Absorbing all the positivity from the people around me. Sucking out their happiness too. WHY? Because they spend some moments with me. Ain’t that bad? This is the reason why I have put in distance. I have been off from people for a while.
(February 13,2016. 10:43)

Mad World

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head, I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying
Are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It’s a very, very mad world.

2015

Source: 2015

2015

I wouldn’t say this year had been splendid. But, yes, this year had been Educative. Eventful Even. I passed out 10th. One of the main stepping stones in a student’s life. I learnt how the people with whom you used to sit on the same bench for five days in a week and suffer their insanity for the time 10-4 in a single day (Which means 30 hours a week) became nothing more than Contacts saved in your phone. I witnessed friends change from classmates to strangers. I had to feel one summer slip away from my fingers again. The creatures that once studied with me in the same class but with whom I, unfortunately, had no great connection, ended up being my partner for the storm that was yet to come into my life. Teenage provided its ups and downs. I felt the dream that I had been nurturing inside like a part of me be ripped apart from mercilessly, without me having any knowledge of it. And why?! Because of someone’s carelessness. I felt what the so-called Love was. I understood how much overrated it is in today’s life. What we need today isn’t LOVE. What we need today is peace .What we need today is trust. I understood How blessed I was to get such lovely parents. I began one of my most controversial expeditions: experimenting among people .This proved to be a very risky context . One of the most risky that I had ever encountered. I met so many new ones among the crowd. They taught me how the crowd had individuals yet how it stayed as a crowd.   The similarities and the differences that we humans hold, amongst ourselves. The more I knew my fellow beings, the more I witnessed life. The more I witnessed Life; I understood the peculiarities of it. The unanswered questions. The uncertainty. God. Fate. The world I had been seeing had gone through a metamorphosis in a matter of some days. But It seemed too less to me. I became shelled up. From the girl who was called the Life of The Party, I transformed to an introvert The Secrets I held became vast as an ocean. My heart became one of the almost-invisible dots that we usually call upon as islands when seen on a map. From Everyone I turned to none.  There was nothing which could break me apart from this shell. I practiced self-hurt. Because that was the only possible way to vent out my anger. The anger I held out for myself and the uncertainty of the roller-coaster ride they call life. It was a painful situation. Then came people. Other people. Angelic. They taught me which things I had to take care of as a 15 year old. The people who have the determination of a Goal set up by the mind which couldn’t be cast down by any of the forces of the world nor by any of the emotions of the heart.  They only took care of the aim set by the mind and that’s what I had to learn from them. My goals have been set now. My friends have been selected now; the people whom I talk and laugh with are different. The people whom I cry and smile with tears in the eyes are different. These are the people whom I will never forget. These are the people whom 2015 helped me meet. These are the people whom i think of spending 2016 with.

2016.This is going to be a selfish year. Because in 2016-2017 I’m going to be in 12^th. The dreams that have been once shattered have become the basement for new dreams. And this time, the dream that I see is not alone. Of all the expectations that I have from the world , the last thing is the power to shatter this new dream of mine. The dream which has given me this new life. The dream which I am stepping up on 2016 with.