I want to be the flow..

Breathless, I ran and ran, unable to look back. My lungs burning, my chest pounding. I dodged myself behind self created wall…😶

I had been through harder things in my life, and yet I doubt if I had ever felt so dejected before.🙂

I started life with a perfectly glowing aura but then lose colour and fade.

Once my aura was whiter than lilies with specks of yellow and pink but with the passage of time,

Now it is a pale brown.

Don’t you miss your original colours?

Question to myself remains unanswered…

😄🚬 as its not about missing those colours.

But its about how could I even lose them?😶

They says, I was cleaner than fresh spring water. It felt like a tasteless joke, but when I forced myself to laugh, the sound didn’t pass through my throat, and I ended up suppressing a sob✊🏻🚬…..

The past is a whirlpool. If you let it dominate your present moment, it will suck you in,

But how can we live this very moment if all those obstacles never let you live as if a sinner committing a sin!🔥

But then its okay…

somehow, it reminds me that my heart is pure and that I bear God within me.

I don’t care. Where the road will take me. Instead will concentrate on the first step,

That’s only what I’m responsible for.

Once I’ll take that step, I’ll let everything do what it naturally does and the rest will follow. As I don’t wanna go with the flow.

I want to be the flow..😇🚬

/loverhater/faqeer ….


~If you’re going to call me beautiful

I never wanted to find eyes of you,

Holding a memory of my body.

Rather would love to be part of your sight,

That reveal its less what the eyes sees and more what the soul feels…

Its the soul, No body😊

For the beauty of what I am on the outside,

For the beauty what you see.

Will some day fade away,

and eventually it’ll force me to think, really? Was it me? 😀

If you’re going to say these words to me,

Then I want voice of you…speak to my soul,

That you really have taken time to dig deeply into who I am on the inside,

and tell me …who could love me less and love my soul more. 😇🚬


Let Me But Dream

The night is long
And there are no stars
Let me but dream
That the long fields gleam.

With sunlight and song,
Then I shall not long
For the light of stars
Let me but dream
For there are no stars

Dream that the ache
And the wild heart-break
Are but things that seem
Let me but dream
For there are no stars.


Wild Soul

Drunken by the moonlight, she heard faint whispers in between the forest leaves but she abandoned fear and was lead by her dreams.

As she danced with the shadows of the monsters in her head …the wild lived inside of her and untamed was the heart that kept her curiosity alive to every inch of that. 

She found passion in the night, the way sun gave the moon its light as she’ll never let their tame dim her wild light. 

She never wanted to belong, but she wanted to be free. And in this profound life, she chose to give her love to the things that set her free. 

The wild found her and with it she ran, as she was always away with the fairies as much as she can. 

And with the naked heart, she found the artist that lived within her soul. Colors flowing through her veins, bring life to her wild, as much as her insanity can define her… utterly the matter cannot be told. 

The warmth of the sun like a fire in the flame, rising with the shadows that could never be tamed. 

Who am I? _____But a broken soul! NO… A survivor with an untold story of madness and beauty  … 🚬 which will make your blood run cold.