I lost you.
Welcome to Booklet Of A Dreamer. It's a tapestry of all my feelings and thoughts. Hope you enjoy and relate to it. Would love to get your feedback. || Contact: supreena2001@gmail.com || Keep dreaming!
Friday, 28 July 2017
What happened?
I lost you.
Labels: #Dreams, #Tainted
gold,
gone,
Hurt,
late,
lines,
promises,
teenagers,
teens,
thoughts,
unrequited,
women,
world
Love ain't what you think.
If it doesn't make you feel immortal,
it ain't love.
If it doesn't make you feel as if you can swim a thousand miles for a kiss,
it ain't love.
If it doesn't make your heart clench with fear when you see "We need to talk."
It ain't love.
If it doesn't break you to see them break,
it ain't love.
If you don't feel like showing them off,
it ain't love.
If you don't feel as if you're the luckiest person on this galaxy,
Then, no sweetie, then it ain't love.
Love isn't measured by PDA or texts.
It measured, that's why it is love.
Love ain't easy.
It is a path of thorns where you go for the sweet release to numbness.
So is it worth it?
it ain't love.
If it doesn't make you feel as if you can swim a thousand miles for a kiss,
it ain't love.
If it doesn't make your heart clench with fear when you see "We need to talk."
It ain't love.
If it doesn't break you to see them break,
it ain't love.
If you don't feel like showing them off,
it ain't love.
If you don't feel as if you're the luckiest person on this galaxy,
Then, no sweetie, then it ain't love.
Love isn't measured by PDA or texts.
It measured, that's why it is love.
Love ain't easy.
It is a path of thorns where you go for the sweet release to numbness.
So is it worth it?
Labels: #Dreams, #Tainted
apathetic,
aspirations,
attached,
betrayal,
broken,
cream,
darkness,
destruction,
dreamer,
dreams,
emotions,
god,
gone,
life,
Love,
same,
unrequited,
whiskey
Monday, 26 June 2017
What your love does to me.
You're the one who unleashes the beast.
Strokes its warm fur and coaxes it to wreak havoc on me.
You're the weak sunlight on a chilly winter day.
Spreading warmth and calmness and hope for better days.
You're the wave that starts as gentle but becomes proud and fierce.
Always moving forward.
You're that goddamn beautiful evening sky, that inspires people to create breathtaking pieces of art.
You're the one who makes me wonder about the meaning of our existence.
You give me purpose.
You're so so bloody beautiful that
it hurts to look.
But you're mine.
So, I'd take thousand worth of hurt to come at your doorstep
for even a tenth of the cure.
Monday, 19 June 2017
What do you know about pain?
You know what happens when a truck hits your side of the car at 150 km/hr?
The victim goes into a shock and it results in immediate cardiac arrest. The hearts stops pumping blood. You don't bleed. Because your organs are failing. All at once. The blood which is being collected in abundance, has nowhere to go, as there are a limited number of passages in our body, which lead out.
So you seep.
You go all pale, your lips turn blue and your eyes turn red because the blood inside you is trying to find a way to come out. This all takes place within a matter of few seconds.
I'm not a Biology student. Still, this is a well known fact.
Now,let me tell you a lesser known fact.
There comes a stage in your life, where it hurts so bad that you don't cry, scream, shout or thrash. You got so much that you seep.
They don't show this stuff in the movies. For, it is too ugly.
You start to seep emotions. Tears. Pain. Because there is no way out. No way to escape the pain.
You just sit there like a mime and seep. The catch?
You don't get to die.
Keep Dreaming!
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