A dark story !

Why is that we always go after people
Knowing the harsh facts that they do not deserve us
Why we let them take us for granted
Why we put our worth second to theirs
Why we do not consider ourselves up of everything and everyone
Why we consider doing this makes us rude and selfish
If that is the case then what did you get by being selfless
The answer is people’s fake care, attention, love and sympathy
By getting so, we let them be the heroes of a story
We let them think that they are doing efforts
We let them think that we are not reciprocating
We let them think that they are doing extra of everything, for us!
We let them be the shining stars of a dark story
We let ourselves be the dark of the dark story!
Each individual passes time
In doing so, they will give you only what you apparently need in their eyes
By need what they think you want, not what you deserve
Don’t ever think that you are not doing anything
People give you if they feel like giving
People do efforts if they feel like doing them
Nobody is angelic to give you more of what you deserve
No one is generous enough to give you extra ALC-attention, love, care
It’s always a result of a vibe they get and feel like reciprocating
But not as you want them to and not always what you deserve
Why we always excuse them for the fact of being humans and not angels
When we know what is right and what is wrong
We can sense, we can feel, we can empathise
But it’s only when we want, when we feel like
It’s only for whom we want to give
It’s only for why we want to give
We are humans, we do consider rewards
We are humans, we do not consider emotions
We are humans, we do consider revenge
We are humans, we do not consider forgiveness
We are humans, we would never become angels
How can we be angels?
We can think
But we think only what we want to think and what the devil inisde us makes us think
Think of letting people down,
Think of hurting their emotions,
Finding reasons to make them feel inferior,
Exposing them to other ‘humans’
Making them fear us
Making them numb with threats
Only because we are humans, we are not angels !
Is being human this?
Is being human makes you cruel?
Is being human makes you cold?
Is being human makes you brutally superior?
Is being human makes you ignorant?
Is being human makes you evil?
Is being human has become a curse?
Why being human has beome being ‘the ultimate rulers of wrong and cruel doings’
When we are meant to be morally dignified!

Let’s roll the dice !

Let’s start the game of believing in yourself
Let’s roll the dice
Let’s put on the gloves
Brace yourself
Let’s do the kick
O’c’mon
Bring it on

It hits the heart
Lup dup, lup dup
Beat the drum
Bring it on baby
Let’s start it again
It doesn’t hit the bottoms
Feeling not so crazy
I wanna feel the craziness
Believe in yourself baby
Let’s roll the dice
Let’s put on the gloves
Brace yourself
Let’s do the kick
With twice the strength
O’c’mon
Bring it on

It hits the brain, not so really
Oh baby just be alright
Gear up yourself
Just do it right
Focus on the inner self
Believe in yourself
C’mon
Do it right
Let’s roll the dice
Bring it on baby
Oh lala, it hits it hits myself
Oh God I can’t believe
I’m alright

Baby let’s play another game
I feel so insane
Oh baby let’s roll the dice
Let’s start the kick
Bring it on baby
I’m all ready for the win !

Survival Mechanism!

And then I filled my vacant vacancies with the bliss of nurturing my own self !

To my Strength.!

In the darkest of the days, the thought of you enlightens my soul
The memory of the days spent with you makes me dance under the moonlit sky
Makes my heart pumps fast
Causes my eyes to well up with tears
Illuminates my surroundings which once got darkened
The memory of every time you praised me, causes me to love every inch of myself despite all the flaws I once see in me.

Desires of Acceptability !

We are leaders of our own world. We have control over every damn thing that we want to do
We have powers to stop people  from doing to us what we don’t want
We are not worthless
We are not weak enough to give the control of our kingdom to somebody else
It’s our little world, we have its keys, we know what makes it fancy, how to keep peace in it
We have our territories of bliss nd grief which only we are allowed to cross
The kingdom ruins if we let others to rule over it, no territories would remain the same, no secrecy, no charm would left for people to come to know to talk to us
We are individuals, we have our own owned kingdoms
Once it’s control is given to others, no individuality remains  and desires of acceptance begins !

 

Saturday Feels !

She was left with unsaid complains and unexplainable reasons to justify why the other person owes her an apology !

Self-loathing!

Regrets that could make us hate ourselves to a point where anyone who owes us an aplogy seems perfect and right in his own way. Guilt kills us from inside makes us dead and instills in us a desire to die and escape.
Each individual seems blessed and you being the most sinful ever exist.
Each hurting word once said coming right back at you showing you your sinful character for which punishments have befallen on you.
Each taunt finding it’s way back at you, scaring you from what’s next.
Your hands couldn’t get up for forgiveness out of remorse and this frightens you even more.
You don’t want to die but guilts and intrusive thoughts couldn’t let you live like normal being.
You’re scared, yes you’re afraid from what’s next !