Cut yourself a little slack !

Cut yourself a little slack

You know you’ve been through a lot,

The barriers you thought you’d never get through

The set backs you didnt think you could move on from

The test you thought you wouldnt ever be able to pass in

The obdurate pimple you feared would grace your face forever

That embarassing incident in high school, the churlish classmates and their laughter echoing in your ears

Left you crestfallen, wanting to disappear

Didnt it make you beleive your life was fucking messed up and couldnt be worse?

But boy was life quick enough to answer it for you!
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. To be continued….!😊

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A Delicious Addiction

She craved the sweet sensation on her lips

The soft, smooth and silky kisses

Her eyes burning wild with desire

In her heart she knew it wasnt a very wise choice,

But the mere thought made her drool

People around often warned her

How unhealthy her addiction was and also about its rather serious consequences

Deep down she knew she would soon regret giving in to her heart

But she also knew, all the pleasure was worth way more than the pain

With slow cautious steps in the beginning

She walked towards the door

Happy to soon be with the love of her life

Trying to absorb the seductive fragrance

With a big ass smile and a single tear

She finally opened the refrigerator and took out the jar of nutella

Devouring each spoonful with immense satisfaction

And happily skipped all the way back

Our life is what we build it to be..

I had promised myself to be strong and collected

To be my first priority for a change

But I could feel the tears well up and make their way down my cheeks

So safe to say, I was back to my vulnerable self again!

I had by now started to believe I was a lost case

But then I remembered the words of an angel who, with such grace

Encouraged me to come out of d pool of self loathing nd false pity I had soaked myself into

Thats it! I said, I had finally realised and set my actual goal to chase

There are a lot of things no number of books can ever teach us and this I think is one of them

Our life is what we chose it to be , what we build it to be and the poor stars are not to be blamed

It will always give you challenges and throw tantrums even , only to sit back and enjoy waching you stumble and fall , when

“Haha You Lose!” It will have claimed

Haunted memories

She wound the rugged jacket tightly around herself

Its scent made her feel close to her dad

It made her feel safe, warm and fearless

Now it wasnt pretty and pink like the others

But it suited perfectly her disguise, one she strived to maintain

The deliberate walls she built around herself, never letting anyone in

Or the stone cold , bulletproof attitude she had mastered

Others beleived that she wore it to protect her body

But it was her heart that she really intended to save with her pretence

Inside, she always wanted badly to beleive in fairytales and santa claus

To dance around in the rains and chase butterflies across

But it took only one look, one touch,

One scream is all she could manage before shattering into million pieces

The one person she loved as much as her own father, whom she trusted,

Had now been a permanent part of her nightmares

The memory of his lusty eyes and drooling face still made her shrug

She hated hersef for being weak and letting him crush her, for not being able to defend herself

She hated how she let that one person affect her so much

To make her beleive that all of it was her fault

How it created this large void in her soul and filled it with hatred,

Towards herself and everone else

Noticing a silent tear roll down her cheek,

He cupped her face and held her closer

Before she met him, she’d accepted to be broken, damaged forever

It was strange, how one man scarred her for life while another one wanted lovingly to spend his entire life healing them

She looked deeply into his blue eyes, overwhelmed by the love and respect they reflected

She no longer needed the walls around her, she was happy to have let him in,

She felt vulnerable and yet safe in his arms

Something she thought was impossible before

She’d finally found her prince charming!!!

Wanna share a muffin?

I dont know why I try to camouflage in their skin

And not stand up for myself, for what I am within

Adding layers upon layers and masks upon masks

Anything to fill the deep pit of soliteriness

and self loathing, why do I do it to myself I ask

Why cant I enjoy a queit cup of coffee with my favourite book ,

And not care about my messy braid or how I look?

Why is everyone so reluctant to stand out ,

To simply smile instead of woo and pout?

I wonder if I’ll ever find, in this world of picture perfect freak shakes and fries

Someone who’d like to share … maybe a muffin? Or atleast tries..?

Decoding love

I’ve always wondered what love really is

Is it the helpless smile that gets plastered on your face whenever you talk

Or the unknown sadness you feel when you are away?

Is it the little dance your mind does when you spot them in a crowd

Or the tears that u supress when you cant express it out loud!

Does it give u wings or instead have u tied

Does it help u flourish or dry up inside,

“It hurts” said a broken heart, “it heals” said another,

So does it come with conditions necessary to abide?

Red…


The colour of love, the colour of roses

But also as a symbol of danger it poses

A sign of life in the form of blood

Is there even a soul who dislikes it in the world?

It can empower a woman, taking a spot on her forehead

Or make her impure, confining her for days to her bed

A control freak by nature, loves to be in charge all the time

It sets boundaries for even the rainbows that shine

Who else could dare stop vehicles on busy streets

Or make women too ominous for even God to greet !