An evening in Kolkata after heavy showers.
A peculiarly beautiful mix of gray clouds, blue sky, yellow sunshine and green leaves.
She rose above typical
girls; well, chicks sure dig
bad boys, ladies don’t.
Stuck I was in a conflict
Whether to do or not to.
To fall, I chose, And so I did
off a high and isolated cliff.
The cold hard ground, I was scared to hit
But a glimpse of river made me do it,
No more in a position to restart what I did,
Now as i drown with no breaths out and no breaths in
I wonder how I forgot
I cannot swim…
~Words Above Swords ~
He tears the star,
Regrets; for she becomes an
We often forget,
That just because we don’t do
It, doesn’t mean it’s wrong!
~words above swords~
When do I know I’m
Depressed enough to be able
To write better?
~words above swords~
I had a talk with my heart,
She told me she wanted to be looked at,
The way oceans and mountains are.
I then, out of immaturity,
Thought she was seeking beauty,
But now I realize,
She wanted only to be feared without resistance,
And if admired,
Only from a distance.
~ words above swords ~
Dear suicidal person,
I know it has been terrible all this time. I know it’s getting harder to carry that heavy heart, and giving up seems like the easiest thing to do. You’re probably tired of all the “it’s all in your head”s, tired of hiding your anxiety attacks, ’cause it’ s too embarrassing.
But that’s not the point. The point is that the next time you think of taking your life, remember that when the people who jumped off a bridge and got rescued, when asked what went inside their head during the fall, said that all their problems suddenly seemed solvable, and there arose this immense regret about which nothing could be done now.
The point is, that Linda, who was saved from a bleeding wrist two years back, was singing today.
The point is that Charlotte, who almost killed herself a year back because a man cheated, was crying today because her ‘a minute old’ daughter is beautiful, and her husband can’t settle on a name for the lil kid.
That Roger, who used to be depressed, now thinks the toughest thing he does is changing Flynn’s diapers.
That Steve, who had a problem socializing because of his stammering, just got a tonne of appreciation because his friends loved the doughnuts he made today.
You’re not realizing today, but tomorrow you’ll know what a blessing you’ve been. Let us all not give up today for the sake and hope of that ‘Tomorrow’.
Darling I know, the
World is cold, and it’s okay
to love when it snows.
If memories were words,
You’d be a poem, carved on gold
As precious as day first
And never fading old.
Or a million page book,
Full of love, devoid of bluff.
The more I discover you,
The more it isn’t enough.
If people were dreams,
You’d be the one making me smile in my sleep
Or if they were sensations,
You’d be a caress on my cheek,
Or my face against the breeze,
Or the first kiss on my lip.
And if people were melodies,
You’d be the one never slipping off my tongue
No matter how old it has been,
It gets subconsciously sung.
If my heart was a hundred,
Ninety nine’s in love with you
But, a percent still refuses to believe
That a soul, so pure, could even be true.
If on sadness, one could travel,
I’d be on a road, dark, broken in gravels,
Lost I tread, with an unconscious head
My voice grew sore, my eyes reddened,
I looked at you, realized,
You were my long awaited dead-end.
If I could I’d stay here at this very dead end,
And write all about you till I’m alive,
But darling, everything about you can’t be fitted
In the time of a single life.