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Now that I have been given the chance to speak, I shall wait for the silence. Or rather, The silenced. I stand her just to mouth for the mute. I ask if you’re willing to listen, not just hear what they have to say. These winds carry the screams of those once in pain, Their tears fall heavily upon us as rain. It’s as though we believe God exists, but fail to see his children crying. Like Atheists we sit here, their existence denying. And to those of us who believe in ourselves rather than this higher power. Why do we fail to see the lives being wasted every hour? Is it because they’re not like us? We are as deaf to them as we are to religion. I could try to see things from your point of view, but even then I would blame you. Because you said you’d have helped had you known. But through their silence it was clearly shown. Now I see you trying to hide, Just like they hid their sufferings – “I’m okay” they lied. The problem is we have strived to be perfect for so ...

Mama.

Mama, I’m sorry. You taught me to love all but I failed you. Hatred is all that clouds my mind. You were right. You did sow flowers but I grew weeds. I tried. I promise I did. I tried to see the good in all. I promise I lent an ear. I promise I tried to see it from their point of view. But mama it’s your fault too. You taught me to love and to be loved, but how does one confuse being loved with being constantly hurt? They took the ear I lent only to whisper lies about myself into my head. They used my shoulders only to push me down. They took my hands only to claw scared into it. Mama, I’m sorry but I don’t understand how this is love. If this is love, I love myself unconditionally. I beat myself mentally in claims it’ll help me do better. I carve my name into my arm to remind me of who I am. I scream into my pillow till my throat is sore, all because I love myself mama. But more than myself, I love you and I love you with the definition of love I want to believe in, what ...

Who is she?

I see her clear, no doubt about that. I stare at her, she stares at me back. The same body, the same face. But this girl, she is from a different place. the same body, but not the same person. She created a doppelganger of herself without knowing the reason. Stronger is her persona, she won't stay still. But I don't recognise the girl I see, this girl has lost all will. The girl I raised was porcelain and perfect, nothing did she lack. But all I see of the girl in front of me, is full of wear, tear and cracks. Her smile is now crooked, this time the tears cause the shine in her eyes. It is clear there is nothing left of what she believed in. She buried them under her lies This is not the friend I made. It is not in her I grew to believe. I don't recognise her and I tell her to leave. This is not the girl I cared for, I convince myself or at least I try. But the girl in the mirror continues to repeat the word "help". Who could...

The Crusader

Royalty She was a lion Unique One of a kind She managed to walk on fire Without expressing pain Strong she was she had the whole world to gain Confronting challenges Conquering difficulties Climbing the ladder of victorious entities elegantly fighting to prove herself right becoming successful owning the night instead of tripping she walked over haters and with a room lighting smile she knocked down demotivators and look at her humble yet proud the small-town girl today stands out from the crowd

The Unforbidden Drug

Stay away from me, I‘m a drug. Not the good kind, For when people come close, I let them come closer. And at one point I make a mistake, And it shall hurt you. And you will do something knowingly or unknowingly, That will inturn hurt me back. I’m a drug with no cure Just symptoms And that’s what hurts, because I want to be the cure Rather than the cause. Yet I’m contagious And I truly love you And because I love you I wear warning - Stay away from me. I don’t want to hurt you Because I will never forgive myself It’s better you leave without a scratch Without a mark Without me Please.

Survivor

And here I am Where it all started The pain and the sorrow And it’s here I’ll end this sorrow and pain and walk happily out tomorrow I come to farewell To the most feared Monsters under my bed And come to drop The travelling parasites The demons in my head Collecting memories Putting them in a bag I’ll take them to Neverland Where side by side I walk with pride My true friends and I hand in hand And not so sad a farewell I throw As my worst demons begin to cry They start their search For their next poor victim As I wave them a happy goodbye And silly it may seem But I have to thank them For making my life a mess ‘cause I fought to live longer Grew more and more stronger And I turned out to be the best

Save me

Save me from this murderous rage I'm not going to Rather am already living in hell Where all that touches me makes me scream And my blood is frozen by fear Where I'm taught to drown while knowing to swim And mars takes control of my action Save me from this hysteria This powerful wicked soul That devours my wrong doings To fill its stomach To make it feel whole But it is a bottomless pit And i am a sinner Save me from this dark epiphany That stole my innocence Sold it to the devil In exchange for freedom the wicked soul did set me free from him But just chained me to scandals equally horrifying Save me from this beast Dressed in gentleman's pose Whose kiss feels like heaven And whose word cut like swords Cutting the line that divides reality from fantasy Making me act making Life a musical tragedy

The update:7 deadly sins

The ugly people by my side- Greed, envy, lust, gluttony, pride, sloth and wrath, Turned out not to be as ugly as claimed. Pride made me realise my worth, While envy taught me to fight for what I desire. Greed taught me to prioritise myself. Wrath taught me that love exists. Lust taught me desire is power. Gluttony made sure my curves were defined only by me. And sloth made me stop to admire how time runs a never-ending race and we as fools try and compete. These sins have been stated by wise old fools of older naive times. The times have changed we adapted to survive but how do you build a new house with old, dusty foundations? Sins! The biggest sin is the failure to adopt the new rules of the new times! The failure to think differently, the failure to change is the biggest sin of all. I, person of the young world, strongly believe that the seven deadly sins are: Imposed Perfection, confinement in societal boxes, censored voices, specific generalisation, hate of all forms, forced be...

Survival of the fittest.

Welcome to our world we'll put you to the test you will only be selected if you are better than the rest We'll make sure you limp, we shall beat you to a pulp, make sure you scream and cry out for help. Your make up will hide the bruises you received, while we act like we're finding your purpose, don't let our behaviour deceive. And don't worry, you won't be happy for long. Prepare yourself soldier, everything you know is wrong. Forget all that brave face! Your fears have been personified! Run! Run while you can! You get no credit for the fact that you tried You must be physically strong, you must be strong in the head. Because you either win or you end up dead. So are you sure you are the best? Welcome to our world, it is the survival of the fittest.

What happens when you cease to care?

What happens when you cease to care? When there is no more adventure, no more to dare? Do the colours start to fade? Along with the memories that you made? What happens when you cease to care? When you are just hanging in there? Do you see the truth through all the lies? Do you see the fruitless tries? What happens when you cease to care? When jumping off isn't a scare? When no more games are played using rope? When you have given up all hope? What happens when you cease to care? When into the abyss you just stare? When the tears too are too tired to roll down your face? How does one land up in this place?

You must take control

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I made a mistake. A friend who never was.

I sit here fully clothed But feel like I'm being ogled at like I'm naked I see you stripping me with your eyes Nothing contained in your head I see what you fantasize I tried to change you You tried to do the same But people like me are few. People like me? Not stubborn But strong in the mind Since we were born. Sticking to what we believe is right and what we believe is wrong. And for what we believe in we fight. You tried changing me for the worse I tried to change you for the better Little did I know that you were a curse. You gained my trust and lured me Showed me possibility Set my mind free. You inspired me to find beauty in all And I was happy Until you led me to my fall I realised I forgot what my ideals were I was against drugs But here you are. And not the good kinds Cause you made me an object One of your finds And I tried not to believe But my eyes saw and ears heard And now I tell you to leave. I don't hear your excuse Cause I...
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I welcomed darkness like an old friend Embraced it,felt its cold heart against my warm one. Not a word was exchanged but i understood all it wanted to tell me. It told me stories of the winds and gods and stories of lost sailors and crying maidens. It told me stories of battles lost and ships that drowned. It told me of the worst of the devils and it told me about pandoras box. While telling me all this it kept closing me in its releam. And when it was done with its story on pandoras box with me almost completely engulfed i said-hope, pandoras box still had hope. I too have hope. And as though i were an electric fence it kept its distance. And hope guided me through darkness

I would do it again

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HEY! I know.. suddenly so many posts.. Kamya what is going on? Lots to be honest.. Sorry i am not getting much time to post...  Will post when ever possible. The previous and this post's photos and quotes were written by me.  I love you guys, go ahead and love yourselves too! KEEP SMILING :D
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With the canvas as my skin

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HEY! I wrote the above picture quote... I hope this blog is helping you guys either by actually making you feel better or by being relatable. Sorry I haven't posted in a long time. I hope you guys are doing okay. KEEP SMILING :D

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Hush little princess  Close your eyes  Enjoy your journey through hell  The melodies of screams and cries   Oh fallen angel  Who put it in your head?  You never were God's favourite  You are hated and better of dead  Come here sweet face  The evil will always radiate fear  But now you are one of them  The reason you are here   There there innocent  Why do you cry?  You thought you were sinless  Just stop with the lie  Listen child  To the spirit's call  To their sweet lies  You shall fall   Take a seat Burn yourself on this fiery throne Come straigh to hell you incoherent mess  Welcome home
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HEY!  You must love yourself, love your body, your skin, your race, your eyes, your everything! You don't need a man/ woman to tell you that you are beautiful. and surely you don't have to let them stare at you. They stare at you with hungry eyes when you get down to nothingness, like a vulture seeing a prey. Lust and pleasure are all that fills their mind. You deserve so much more than that. You deserve to be respected for not just your body but you as an individual. Your body is a treasure and not everyone is allowed to have the key, then why give the fake a real key to you? If you have felt worthless and felt you need someone to appreciate you to appreciate yourself. NO YOU DON'T.  quoting Ed Sheeran (i think  ) "if you fall in love with a person's eyes and soul you will love them forever as they never grow old." O ne of the most attractive qualities a person can have is self-worth. Don't let others decide whether you are wor...
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HEY, So this has been me towards a certain someone in the past year. AId i really felt a true heart ache. And I began question love. This is what i got: Q. What is love? A. Is love when you have a broken heart and still hold on to every piece left of it and offer it to the one who broke your heart, and all they want to do is smash it to pieces, and you offer them a hammer? well if that is love then i know what love is , its similar to a patriotic war. KEEP SMILING :D