I wish for simple thoughts, I wish for clarity, I wish for communication, clear and straight, I wish for seats on planes, Taking me to places far away, I wish for stories, Mine and theirs, I wish for morsels earned fair, I wish for hugs long and warm, I wish to hear heartbeats loud and strong, I wish for ambition, the never-ending curiosity, I wish for art and wherever it takes me, I wish for simple things, Like days in the mountains and evenings on the beach, I wish for me t

I want to be more, More of a girl who climbs mountains, More of a girl who cooks delicious food, More of a girl who worries less, More of a girl who takes chances, More of a girl who travels places she never has heard names of, More of a girl who loves, More of a girl who writes, More of a girl who is happier, More of a girl who smiles, More of a girl who has wholesome stories to tell, More of a girl who has friends who want to listen to them, More of a girl that's always pro

This incessant rain, Reminds me of that small room, In the middle of nowhere in the mountains, Where the window captured our breaths, The curtains shut the world out, And it felt insanely unreal, To be there. And it came with a longing, Of the peace, I would crave all my life.

Bye. With the intention of I will not go If you just ask me to stay I will not go If you'll just say my name Bye.

I'm stuck in the Milky Way, Floating in this abyss, Hoping to disappear, Anyway, no one will miss. Everything keeps going in circles, Creating spirals going neither up or down, Gravitate me to a place, I could breathe somehow. from the image library

The signs were pretty clear today, When they said, "Decision are portals" Right when I needed to decide on something, The next set of words I saw then said, "You have to break the cycle today or the pattern will repeat tomorrow" And these ones keep reverberating in my head, "If you don't do this for yourself, who will" And I would do it for myself and for you too. I would walk in the heavy rain, And get all the ingredients required to make the best sandwich ever. I would do i

I've decided to do everything, Like I would choose the other option, Giving up. I want to do everything, Even if it is small, Even if it doesn't turn out to become something big, I would throw in everything to do it, To make it happen. I'm not someone who disappoints myself. Not yet.

Even though my hands are shaking, It's time to hit reset and start again, To write about happy moments, About bright, hopeful eyes, The smell of woods in the monsoon, While sharing an intimate silence. To put aside, The museum of mistakes, Take off the golden-rimmed nostalgic glasses, Live in the moment, And love too, Driving with windows open, And holding hands, Like we were never meant to be strangers again, Like it all goes perfectly now.

The white t-shirt sticks to his body, Gripping every curve of his muscles he has built, While his longish hair is curled up, Giving it a twist. He shakes it off at me, Teasing me before he even comes close, I only grin at him, As I read him like a prose. His stubble tickles my neck, While he leaves kisses of droplets, He smells like rain and now, me, Living an unforgettable scene. song in the background: tum se hi from jab we met

Iss saal baarish bhi, Kisi bichde hue dost ki tarah mil rahi hai shehar ko. Dheere se aate hue, Kuch apne baare mein batate hue, Kuch shehar ke baare mein puchte hue. Sawaal toh bahut hai baarish ke paas, Par kya uska haq ab bhi wahi hai? Jawaab dene toh hai shehar ko, Par sawaal puche toh pehle usse woh. Ek baar mein saari baatein hogi nahi, Itne din jo door rahe hai, Chodna toh ek dusre ko hai nahi, Par haq kya ab pehle jaise rahe hai? Par, baarish ne bhi thaan li hai, Aate

There's a shift in the matrix, An energy that's slowing everything down, But pacing things up too. Like I've bunch load of ideas and desires, But nothing is coming through, I heard we've switched timelines, There're have been many earthquakes too, The ring of fire is highlighted, All this happening at once, kyu? Then the mercury will go retrograde again, Life will be messy too, There's a shift in the matrix I feel, Will it feels right sometime soon?

Have you ever squeezed out every bit of toothpaste from the tube? Pressing is all to the front using the back of the brush and using the best technique possible to use one last bit of it before you finally throw the tube away? Yes? Then, you'll know exactly what I'm feeling right now. Empty. Squeezed out. Drained. Trash. Waiting to be thrown away.