Dream Life

                                     Silence is never nothingness.       It never was. It's full of confusing emotions,   Which remain unexpressed.   It's full of unspoken words,  which make our throat bleed Just like the sharp broken pieces           Of mirror.  It's full of unresolved mysteries,  Tangled like numerous threads.  It's full of an awkward madness,    Beyond all the limitations,     Weather known or unknown.    Being comfortable with silence        Is a rare art.     Those who experience   This uncomfortable comfort,      Fall in love with silence,      Where they experience     The unexpressed emotions,      Where they come across       The unspoken words,       ...

                                               She screamed silence, Spilled her anger with ink, She was tired , tired enough, To say the words and think. She fails to gasp the words, Drowning in her anxieties, Trying to understand her scrambled thoughts, Battling with her insecurities. She was slowly losing herself, On the way to find her own, Finding no one around her, She was suffocating , being alone. They were too blind to see, What demons she was fighting, She was torn aprt, and trying to be strong, As she was tired of hiding.

                                                                       My silence means I am tired of fighting and now there is nothing left to fight for. My silence means I am tired of explaining my feelings to you, but now I don't have the energy to explain them anymore. My silence means I have adapted to the changes in my life and I don't want to complain. My silence means I am on self healing process and I am trying to forget everything I ever wanted from you. My silence means I am just trying to move on gracefully with all  my dignity.

                                        I have many sides but which one is the                       original? I go by many different names but which                         one is mine? I hear so many voices my own was lost in                the echo's years ago My memories feel like that of a stranger's  I can't seem to remember people I'm                  supposed to know I feel like I'm going crazy yet to others it's                     all just a show My heart is going numb from all the pain                    it feels constantly And it seems that the more I'm searching,  Th...

                                                 It's been a while since words have found me,    the time between - you'll come and go;    I'd grown to love the sun around me,    I've been a stranger to my woe. It's been so long since there was silence,    all around me, your voice had rung;    like a bird who sings, to greet the morning,    to tell you that the day has come.   It's been some time since I've felt lonely,     like a book that is, no longer read;     the darkness lingers on, without you,     it fills my empty heart with dread. It seems an age ago, since you have left me,     time has filled me, with words unsaid;     as the sadness seeps into me slowly,     and I am left to face the night ahead.

                                     My silence means I am tired of fighting and now there is nothing left to fight for.  My silence means I am tired of explaining  my feelings to you, but now I don't have  the energy to explain them anymore .  My silence means I have adapted to the changes in my life  and I don't want to complain. My silence means I am on self healing process  and I am trying to forget everything I ever wanted from you. My silence means I am just trying to move on  gracefully with all my dignity.

                                       I love to sit in silence Beneath the shady trees And listen to the song of birds And to the buzz of bees.             I love to sit in silence And watch the clouds roll by Then read a book or sing a song And hear the wild bird cry. I love to sit in silence When the day is almost done And see behind the distant hill The paint glow of the sun. I love to sit in silence In the evening twilight And listen to the whippor- will Singing with all its might I love to sit in silence Beneath the starry sky And pray to all in earnest To Live in silence all the while.

                                            Every night i kept on thinking about so many things and the most about i can everything better and beautiful with sometime lovely plus romantic. But by every morning destiny planned something different for me. Like every morning destiny surprise me with shocking reality. Reality to which im always running away but somehow i understand, that it would never ever possible for me to leave this behind.  My whole day passed with so many efforts to run away from harsh reality to putting so many efforts to drag it to the nearest better and comfortable world but , this long night turned out to be just like a spring or elastic which comes to earlier stage when you drop it. Ahhh.... I hate it...I hate it more everyday. But im human and when i see some people are so related to me, so neither i have any choice nor im allowed to stop.  Wit...