It catches up with me, Emotions, The further I try to go, The deeper I feel. The heartsickness, Of letting go, The things I tightly want to hold on, For life, For ever.

By now you must have realised, That I often walk, Staring at the skies at night, So, when I stumble on a stone, I find you holding out, Your hand in the dark, Catching me without a second thought, I pause but smile, Seeing it's you, Breathing in your scent, That now lingers on me too, As we walk again in the dark night, Me staring at the sky, And you holding on to me tonight.

I woke up with lesser words today, And a voice lower than usual, With thoughts lighter than feathers, And everything just floating by, Around me, Over me, Through me, Like a storm, But without bothering me much. This feeling is new, Different than the desirousness I always feel. Somewhat comfortable, Somewhat not. • Lo-Fe — Low Feelings

I never got to tell you, All my secrets, That I keep hidden, From this world, And now they, Will remain safe, In the depths of my heart, That no one dares to swim.

I'm far away from where I want to be, To what place I don't even know yet, All I know is I'm on my way, And it doesn't seem right, But it is not wrong either, For now, I'll just walk, Wherever it takes me, For I know I've to go, Somewhere not here.

My feet found the ground today, A little rough, And a little unsteady, But there, Below my feet, Holding up, Me and the weight of my thoughts. This is the way up, From wherever I was buried, A hopeful seedling, Now peaking towards the light.

kuch logon ki wajah se kuch jagahon se pyaar ho jaata hai, thoda khudse bhi, thoda unse bhi. • purani yaadon mein rehkar nayi yaadein kaise bana paoge, thodi khud ko dheel doge tabhi toh udd paoge •

I hope we meet again, Really and definitely this time, Years later, Probably in some other country, Continents away from home, Yet surrounded by the feeling it carries, With the people we love, And care with all our heart. I hope we meet again, With real smiles and long hugs, Chatting non-stop, wanting to catch up, On all the years we spent apart, Doing things we always dreamt of, And finally telling each other, Of the successes and failures, Of true love and heartwarming sto

These corridors are strange, And I'm a stranger here, For I don't recognise myself, Here since a year. I wish I could go back, It doesn't feel like home here, For I miss every little thing I did, I'm now lost, I fear. This has been the longest, I've stayed away from home, hear, This is not home, And it'll never be, I fear.

I refuse, To be under the authority, Of my own mind, For it's not a just ruler, When it only does injustice, To its own peace. Yet it makes me believe, That the comfort it feels, Is the comfort I want, Even if it makes me uncomfortable now, For it believes that it knows the best, And I want freedom from these chains of thoughts.

I woke up in darkness, Despite being bright out there, With broken shards of my heart, There's no light anywhere I stare.

You've no idea, How tough everyday is becoming, Yet again, I've no way out, There's no way out of here.

law of averages /noun the supposed principle that future events are likely to turn out so that they balance any past deviation from a presumed average. "the law of averages suggests it is Arsenal's turn to beat their neighbours" (according to oxford languages dictionary on google) • According to the law of averages, A win for me, Is long overdue, Because I've been losing, Far too many times now, Myself and, Everything and everyone belonging to me.

I stand behind the curtain, Staring at the world, Hiding the world of emotions, Erupting inside me, Yet no one sees anything, No one really knows, It's all behind the curtain, And this is how life goes.

Don't your dare, Tell me that I don't care, Because I can prove you wrong, But then I won't listen to your sorry song, You'll be on your own, And say I've a heart made of stone.

At the sight of the moon, In the middle of July, The sky stopped, As if it is really a miracle, The way it shines, Causing chaos from light years away, In the sea, And my heart.

I've been seeing people on the Instagram, Create reels on this one topic, "If the 13 year-old me saw me right now, she would be so damn shocked" And then show a bunch of things they're really proud of doing. Like, painting something then and painting the same thing 10x better now, Like, singing a flat note then and singing in a studio with one the best singers of all time now, Like, being so insignificant then and then doing something so magnificent now, But, if my 13 year-ol

The first time you stand up for yourself, it feels wrong. because you're up against so many forces who'll try to persuade you to bow down. To adjust to the circumstances, to go with the flow and to understand their perspective. Because everyone has been doing it all the time. But, once you're done with it, you're really done with it. Nothing can persuade you otherwise and it might even feel wrong to speak up but if you don't, then, who will? Who'll stop the hurt that you've b

I got in a fight with the universe last night, Call it a sudden outburst, But for how long am I supposed to do this "believe in the process" thing? I am believing, But it's too much, When I don't even know, What I'm believing in anymore. For the universe is always expanding, And I'm now questioning, If it even remembers, That I exist, On this blue planet, Believing that things will get better than now. Tell the universe, I want to see it happen.

The sun's been missing, For more than ten days now, As the grey clouds, Have taken over the blue of my sky, Like a war they had strategized, For months. But, that doesn't mean, It is not there, Out behind the clouds, Everyday rising, burning and setting, Making me enraged by its consistency, Of not giving up. So, when it's raining, On my parade, Since days, weeks, months or years now, That doesn't mean, There aren't sunny days anymore, For I see a rainbow once every often, An