My Journal 68. Reclaim Yourself

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In life many a times we walk the wrong path not knowing its not leading to our destination this may be due to wrong decisions or wrongly directed or wrong people and relations or lies that you believed or was made to believe in . And what happens when you realize you have reached a … Continue reading My Journal 68. Reclaim Yourself

Walking Between the Lines

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Walking between the Lines A part of me hereAnd a part of me thereThen I choose a side.Masking one half of meEmbracing all on the other side. AndAfter sometimeback to the other half.Trying to live thosemissed parts of my time. This keeps on and onSwitching between sides.Its always the other partwanting to take over.As i … Continue reading Walking Between the Lines

Numb

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TimesWhen no more left in you.Have responsibility ahead of you.Lives dependent on you .Storms that shook you. Out on ones feet. And you,don't have much to complain.nobody to entertain.work alone stands main. To continue,You block thosepain receptors in brain.They no more feel,no more reactno more ask.Everything turns numbto keep the show going, inside everything feels … Continue reading Numb

Behind Closed Doors

Behind closed doors. Secrets Hidden, Lonely Minds, Broken hearts, Tears Broke, Agreements made , Realities unmasked, Suppressed feelings, Outburst released, Promises Broken, Words Lost, Untold stories, Courage crushed, Fear Instilled. These are not just doors.Sometimes a never ending hole, one sinks into.Sometimes invisible bounds, pushed into.Sometimes pushed by power or numbers greater.Sometimes by thoughts or … Continue reading Behind Closed Doors

My Journal.13- Unspoken Words

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No matter how great writer , speaker , orator or artist one are there are areas of life or living one never speaks of or sometimes left unspoken of .These are part of the unspoken words of life sometimes of the community at large we are a part of. Sometimes these are feeling long lost … Continue reading My Journal.13- Unspoken Words