‘Love’ the four letter world that sums up every emotion in the world.Great sacrifices,fierce battles and more is done in the name of love.
Some people argue that the mother’s love is the greatest expression of love in the world. Religious pundits are of the belief that love of God is the greatest love of all.
For instance even athiests search for love in the material world ,in truths and science that exixtsed collaterally in heavens and earths.
If I were to give a synonym for this word,I’ll choose “selfish”.
Love is the supreme act of selfishness.An art of being in Union with yourself and your feelings.
The love of your mother and the love of the Divine is all the same fantasy unwrapped in different colours.
True love is being selfish.When a lover leaves a person he becomes depressed.But in reality he is conquered by the fear of not being loved by someone special.
After all ,we should all accept that in every human being there is a voice crying inside to be loved.
Love can only be experienced when it is reciprocated by someone or something.
I LOVE YOU ALL.
There are some questions to which you will never find answers.
But there are others which you never wanted to know.
Something built on truth defined by imagination.
More the poison you inject on those filthy wavy minds,
The more I get infected with hatred
The nerve in my forehead struggles to break free
As the thoughts in my mind transforms to actions set loose,
It cuts through thin air to plot against you
Till I push you further to the gates guarded by demons.
Legs numb, feet cold
No thoughts, nothing to think,
No fear of death nor valor of life
So perfect yet flawed
Same ritual every day
The entrance to this world is darkness
Yet I dream about light in my sleep.
Wish i had nothing to live for,
Nothing to change my world
I tapped again and again on the door but was answered by the same reverberation.
The door was closed After a few more worthless trials,I kicked it with all of my power just to hurt my leg with a sprain.
I scooted to my home and was fast Asleep.
*Without realizing the fact that indeed I was tapping on the door of my mind, which was vulnerable and unwilling to open up to its own master who was blinded*
The greatest song ever in the world is you singing to yourself about “You, without “You not knowing it”,but still accepting it until you have someone to sing to you from their heart.
But I still like the sound of mine so much that I don’t give a damn about others singing crying their lungs out to get noticed.
I will declare to them:‘I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice malice.
Sleeping hitherto till the sun burns your bum is a delight any day, not when you are working though!
I woke up today embracing the sun rays which were reluctant to leave me.
None the less i shut the windows killing the light
Closed with curtains!
Sun rays still cut through the curtains.
Anyways I felt better this time around.
I brushed and shaved my beard.
Then I noticed my mirror, it was distorted because of the dust that it collected from outside.
~ After a while ~
I cleaned my mirror and I could see a clear reflection of my face.
An undistorted image of myself.
I plugged in my earphones and was lying in my bed,suddenly an insight struck me..
I pulled out the ear buds from my ears and started to think about my conscience.
I couldn’t see anything,it was distorted with dust collected from the life around me and the life about me.
Unlike my mirror I can’t clean my conscience with a cloth.
Contemplating about my conscience attracts more dust.
I curtained my conscience with” Masks” which I switch from time to time.
Like the sun rays reaching through my curtains,the dust is getting collected no matter how hard I try to curb them.
I walked down the lane, took a sip of the electrolyte shake and proceeded to the shop. My PDA was flooding with notifications about my high blood pressure and unrhythmic beatings of my heart. My ox…
Source: Placidity Shops