In this world,
It’s easy to hurt
But hard to care
It’s easy to give your word
But hard to fulfill
In this love,
It’s easy to fall
But hard to stay
It’s easy to feel,
But hard to understand
It’s easy to lie
But hard to be truthful
In this living,
It’s easy to die
But hard to survive
“Note: I wrote that piece 2 years before so that’s the reason It lacks all the pure sense of poetry. I was young back there and didn’t upload it here but still I like it as It makes me realize the truth of this living and all. Don’t judge me. Haha.”
I just want to portray you in my words
I want to make you experience like what I felt;
When you left me like it never mattered to you
I want to make you sob as you made me;
At the mid of every night under my blanket
I want you to realize the hurt you gave me;
Which I endured just to put your words out of my mind
But I won’t desire of anything like this for you;
Because my words might be enough to make you understand-
“Life is like
The darkness of night
Quiet, painful and frightening
But nobody can escape from it
Each one of us
have to survive in it
To see a
calm, clear and blissful Day
Because after the hurtful night
The sun of hope must come up”~
Something In my life forced me to write some of my hopeless thoughts like this.
Scars of you
Are expiring me, dear
Won’t you ask?
“Does it hurt you?”
Shedding tears for you
Feels the worst lament, dear
Won’t you say?
“Did I make you cry?’’
By the all, I always forget
And say, “Oh, You’re gone, dear”
Won’t you accept?
“Yes, I just lied beautifully”
Give me a day or a moment
To ask or spit out the emotions, dear
But I know what you will say
“It wasn’t my mistake that you believed my lie”
Life is getting so wretched now for me, it kills me whenever the times of yore comes in my brain and then the eyes always look teary.
I remember the days when I was just 15, I lived that life and it was more than perfect life where I had the madness of my childhood, best tremendous school days, the recklessness about people and their irrelevant opinions. There was no thought, necessitate, imagination about love, money, people or world because that time, I learned to only love yourself. There was just me and my own world, No one else. Back in that time, I had those moments of my life which are still joyful to memorize. My mind was just overflowing with only the imaginations about my fine-looking future and my own little world. Doing silliness all the time was the loveliest part where I discovered that I make people happy. There was harmony in compassion that time. There were no disturbed nights. There were people with hearts and love. I was little cheerful girl with a magnificent smile. I was just my own that time.
Where the good times are?
The worst thing I’ve experienced is that now I’m not living that time, Time changed everything and everyone. People are just now making money, standard of living and gathering good materials just to get little soothe but they are forgetting the love of their loved one. Life is not just about finding love, it’s more than that. It’s not about lament over the mistakes you’ve done in past. It’s not about crying over that you suffered twinge because of some people. It’s not about that you’re forlorn, unattractive, dull, and creepy for this world.
Why we don’t try to ascertain the point of our existence?
The purpose is that we all are born to know the true significance of the things we have in our each times. The hold up of family in sinister times, the love of true friends when we fall, the siblings care, the memories we had in our childhood and teenage. We all have so much to show gratitude to GOD even in ups and downs of life.
There’s so much to live your life for. Live life with no compunction and just love everybody because YOLO ( You Only Live Once )
Written by Raafia. Do not copy my stuff.