They keep telling me that I’m getting myself into shit, that I don’t know what can go wrong. Isn’t that what it’s all about though? I have to hurt myself to know pain, exposure builds immunity. I know I can be wrong, I know I can get hurt but damage is better than ignorance, don’t … Continue reading I’m foolish.
Doodle by Shreya Joshi Those who dream of flying with their wings tied are either delusional or rebellious. But tell me this, o wise creature, Why do you call yourself lost when you don’t know where you belong?
I closed my eyes and took a leap of faith; Of blind faith. “There’s air in the waters” they said. Why have I not been told That I can’t breathe?
Whistling winds sang along And I walked my way On the roads lonely and long "If you're not weak" I heard him say "You can't be strong" I searched for the place Where I belong So many eyes, words Waving hands and Hard goodbyes Still waters, silent hills Naked skies and snakes on road Whatever … Continue reading Way
"Life is strange" Said my father, "Every man you already know is still a stranger, even to himself."
When the waves flow Into the dark And the night hides Behind the stars I set sail Towards horizon Following the map With location marked Along came a cyclone Ripping off the mast I hear the skies roar Like it's the God's wrath "It's not easy, son To find your destiny Neither is it far … Continue reading Sailing
Life is hard, Said my father God watches over, it's written in the stars You need not bother All those stars, All those skies, Show you way, And test your might People come, people go Come what may, You shan't close the door Open your eyes, Look behind the disguise Beneath all these lies Lies … Continue reading Finding