Dream Life

  In the rush of daily life, it's easy to love sight of the present moment. Pause, take a breath, and ground yourself in the now. The present is where life unfolds, where joy resides, and where peace is found. Appreciate the simple pleasures: a smile, a gentle breeze, the warmth of the sun. These moments, though small, are the threads that weave a life of meaning and fulfillment. Let go of the past, release the future, and embrace the beauty of presence. You are here and that is enough.

  There comes a time in life where you come across a person that is a deep breath personified. Someone who knows what you're thinking simply by the look in your eyes. Someone you can laugh until you cry with. Someone you can pour your heart out to and you know they'll hold it gently and without judgement. Someone who knows how to melt away your stress. Someone wo challenges  you yet handles you with care. Someone who reminds you of your strength at your weakest points and you believe them. Someone who celebrates you and sings your praises, even when you're not around.                                  Someone who softens your heart when things get tough, but would go to war for you in a heartbeat. Someone who you can share your stories with, deepening your connection with every page. Someone who would never allow you to settle because their faith in you is unwavering. Someone you feel you've kn...

                                         isn't life such a funny thing? at any given moment, we could get everything we've wanted, or have it all taken away. at any second in time, we could make the best decision of our lives or the worst. don't you think life is the most fragile and frightening thing? doesn't it make you want to hold on with both hands and  never let go?

 Though im too much depressed and alone right now specially when in afternoon time,  im at office place surrounding by number of people. But what can you do , sometime you become so incapable to control your own thoughts.     Weekends make me dull and frustrated, but this is Friday . Around 2 in afternoon i started to count my insecurities toward life. Things im scared to do , specially to be surround by people where i keeps on counting my failures . Start remembering every decision which took me to three steps back in life. That how i turned out to be  loser with zero financial stability , zero planning for future , and moreover no love life . But thanks to our office policies where on Friday and Saturdays we are allowed to play music with work...     "Never thought that you could fall for someone like me....."                           I'm too optimistic person who can live with po...

                                               Who is quiet in large groups or around people I don't know; you only see the real me if we're close. I smile and laugh a lot especially at the most inappropriate times.    I'm a hopeless romantic. I trip over air, up stairs and over  people's feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don't need       to worry about me. I'm the one who listens to other people's  problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to    know them, yet I am guilty of doing         that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I'm awkward, clumsy, shy, starnge....   but this is me. Take it or leave it.

  I add sorry to the end of my sentences As if I'm sorry for what I say My words are a form of protection That I must strip away I must always be quiet And I can't make any demands When I speak, I must be careful That all my words are planned For my words are weapon One that I can never use And when everything is gone They are the last thing I can lose To protect my very being I must never speak too loud If I ever do speak I will barely make a sound So I always say sorry As if my words burn me My words are my own prison And I can never be free

                                               I didn't fall in love with you. I walked into love with you, with my eyes wide open, choosing to take ever step along the way. I do believe in fate and destiny, but I also believe we are only fated to do the things that we'd choose anyway. And I'd choose you;  in a hundred lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version      of reality, I'd find you     and I'd choose you.

                                You try hard to catch your shadow but it moves much too fast. it jumps on the walls and ceilings, begging you to revisit your past. nostalgia is a powerful state and your memories give you fight. you remember the instruction--- " second star to the right..." here nothing is lost, you still have every single friend and on the morning horizon, you see your innocence suspend. but oh, remember now you have far different dreams and it's okay for life to not be the same because we're growing up, it seems. i hope your life is still an adventure--- one that's wild and grand. but i think it's time to live it here, i think it's time to leave neverland.

                                          Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stodd And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear, Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood  and I, I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

  When you feel isolated or  When you feel that you're alone, Fancy your mind Explore yourselves, you might find some holes, Holes that are too deep. You may think it's and another pain, Which cannot be healed and sealed Nevertheless those holes are something that can make you heal Without sealing. Those are the doors showing you hope. A hope to fix yourself. A hope to love yourself. A hope for a hope.