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When did this happen?

When did this happen? Computer games don’t interest Life seems too much No time to rest Books take me to lands Which I adore But time to read I have no more “Studies give you everything” My parents always say I worry about studies Even when I have break When marks are low And there is no scope When my face is covered with Tears of lost hope Thoughts occur to me Haunts me day out Don’t want to keep inside me I want to shout it out I am waiting for better days When the sun rises for me When I look back at the struggling days The days that set me free The days of lost hope In Which I remained strong The days of sorrow Long have they gone When did this happen? I became so optimistic To conquer a dream To make it realistic To forget the sorrow To live for gold To be old and wise Be young and bold                             -Kamya Ashok                         14/9/2014

Was it meant to be?

Was it meant to be for us to be left for each other, want to turn around but don't turn to look at one another. Too scared to be hurt again, too scared to stand, Can't believe it would end like this just escaped your hands. Don't want to fall in them again, too scared to see that shadowed face, not a trace of shame painted on it life is no easy race. Scared for eternity, scarred for life, did you even think about the number of times I have picked that knife? Not once did you think ever about me, was this really how it was meant to be? Can'tbelieve I trusted you, how could I have been such a fool? To believe you and I were one? To believe happily ever after is true? Flowers which are on my way wither colour turns grey. For today I realise beauty is best, whats true isn't really true. Happiness should be given to everyone, everyone except you. I thought I could escape this, this nightmarish thought. You think you left it far behind,

Kindness

          What is kindness? It is a bandage to heal the hurt. No further explanation required, You don’t need an expert. Forgive your brothers For the mistakes they have done. Live with similarities Differences you must shun. Offer food To everyone in need. Offer clothes to orphanages, Don’t be overcome by greed. I am not asking you to give money Help them is all I ask It doesn’t have to be a big thing It can be a small task For the smile they give Money can't buy Show some kindness Save ones cry

Fighting the enemy inside

Did you ever pick that knife And bring it to your hand With hope for it making you feel better Or taking you to a better land But still fought these urges Keeping yourself strong Saying this pain is temporary It won’t last long You say your life’s a mess and This is not what it’s supposed to be This is not what I expected This is not me Looking at all the skinny girls Just laughing amongst themselves and a tear rolls down your cheek While you hide behind the bookshelf To hate your self To hide your sorrow Trying to convince yourself There will be a better tomorrow You portray yourself strong Not a care for a thing But you know it for a fact Deep inside you’re bleeding You must know You have an enemy inside Who is trying to hurt And tell you nothing's all right But trust me when I say This day shall come When you fight against yourself And this enemy shall be done We are all in the same game Just

Small note..

 I Have had a sudden crazy for just writing, to express how I feel and more. I hope you like it. And as usual, I shall put poems which  I have written and yes will continue with pictures and writings... Sorry for not writing for a long time. Thanks for your attention! I hope I am helping you guys... KEEP SMILING :D

A little something i wrote.

Little do you know you are the reason behind my tear. You are the reason I am sitting here in the corner Crying all to my self, bleeding deep within. It just bounces off you like it's not a big deal but on my side of the garden all the flowers just whithered You think you are comforting me but your mere presence is bringing me down and tearing me apart. When you knew you couldn't be mine then why didn't you stop me? You told me never to make anyone my reason for living Yet I ignored you, thinking you were different But I learnt that all of you are the same And it makes me sick to know my heart was with you. You told me you can't love anyone anymore. What made you think so?? You made me feel special Like I was worth something But then all of a sudden it's just BAM. You dropped the boulder It fell from a height Real fast and I was unable to get away in time And now I am fifty feet underground Only a thin stand of light
She escaped reality And lived in fantasy Cause fantasy was magic and Real life was tragic Every time She closed her eyes It was like a dark paradise The monsters didn't sleep Under her bed But they landed up staying Inside her head Sorry I just needed to post this, though they aren't mine. Anyway, KEEP SMILING :D and sorry for posting late

Spoils of war with yourself

Many people think other people cut to get attention, they think it is cool. Well, there are people who do that no doubt, but then there are the people who try to hide the scars. Why do people cut ? There are multiple reasons: it pains more than your misery hence numbing the pain, basically acting like an anesthesia. The other reason people cut is in hopes of dying , to end the pain and misery . And last is to blind them, make them feel that there are pains worse than what they are going through. Numbing their soul...cutting is a cheap anesthesia. You can get it for free , has the same effect and it also is a reminder of the pain and misery and what you have been through long after the pain has gone.Kind of like a medal you can say. But little do people realise they are risking their life and it can result in pain to the loved ones. There is someone out there who you have seen maybe once but that person you are the north star on a cloudy night.Pain blinds them , makes them forget the