Posted in #life, #Poetry, Writing

Father’s Love

His love is not expressed
All the words that aren’t said
But there are ways so many
Unlike a mother
Father doesn’t hug so much
Still he carries an ocean of love
He just doesn’t know
How to tell it all
He is not there when you look around
And he surely doesn’t wipe up the tears
But he is the wall
He makes sure you stay tall
He doesn’t let you know
But he is always there to catch
In case you fall
And he lets you never
He teaches you to rise,
and as mothers
Fathers are affectionate as well
His love is as boundless as hers
And as immense
Sometimes more
Only if he knew how to convey
But you don’t need words to know
If you see in the depth of his eyes
He carries colossal of love
He just doesn’t know
His love is silent
But there are ways so many
Mother is the sky of our life
Father is the solid ground
We sustain on
So what if he doesn’t say it much
He loves from all of his heart
And so much more
His love is enormous
Yes, he doesn’t know
The ways to communicate
But don’t we know
Father’s love is as such.

©thelostsoul_writes

Posted in #blogging, #life, #Poetry, Writing

A Virtual Life

While there’s enough noise
The silence is creeping
There are followers
And no friends
We are following and being followed
Rather than knowing and to be known
Everyone’s keen to see
The inside of each other’s life
To just have a piece of buzz
A lots of likes on smiling pictures
And the layers,
No one’s interested what’s underneath
Or in the eyes,
Everything is so superficial
And all the words fake
We have come so closer
And grown so apart
A lot to say in the disappearing story
What’s in the heart remains unheard
We are in each other’s chats and DMs
But no heart felt conversations
There’s a life we all want to live
And no one’s really alive
Just fulfilling the requirements
Breathing and existing
Why someone’s death
Makes us realize
That we need to live?
And why are we not together
Living with each other
Listening
Sharing
Caring and understanding more
And tagging less?
Why can we not for once
Be with someone in actuality
Than merely existing
On each other’s pages of Virtuality.

@thelostsoul_writes

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Posted in #life, #Poetry, Writing

Darkness


The darkness is staring back

Gawking at the silence
There is no sign of life
Just the storm and destruction
Amidst the chaos
Finding nothing but nothingness
Hollow shadows
And more of numbness
Just like the burning wax
Emotions melting down
Entering the void more and more
Falling down the bottomless depth
Impassable road
Light appears on all sides
Seems forbidden to touch
It appears more and more far
Away and away
Life is not there
Just the empty space
From where it stares me
And scares me
The darkness staring
Blank as it appears
Just as the life
And all the while
It appears I was not gone
Beneath waters
It was all about the mirrors
All around
Outstaring deep in my eyes
It was all me
I can see the blackness
And the white too
It is not the two of them
The white and the black
The dark stays with the light
It stares back
Knit together
From eternity to beyond
From nothing to nothingness
I see that and it does too
The darkness
It stares back

As long as I see.

@thelostsoul_writes

Posted in #Poetry, #void, Love

Something of me…?

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There’s nothing in my heart that is left to say or that I want to, though I know that picture of yours, still etched somewhere in my heart, reminding me of you and us, staring into me, piercing my soul like you once did. All of that love has turned into something unnamed. I can’t even tell what’s more intoxicating or what was? You or this feeling I still have. A feeling I can’t embrace, a feeling I can’t withdraw, of something lost, or someone or me? I thought it was just my heart, but I was wrong all along, you took some thing more precious. And I still don’t know, how did I let you slip by through the walls I made so high? How you reached to what I thought was just mine and once there you battered it, something of that everything I ever had. Withering away all of that, piece by piece, how I wish if it was just my heart and nothing else and nothing more. I tried holding on for so long, until you wrecked it all. I put in all the trust I had and you crumbled it all. All the pieces of my life that made me whole, you annihilated. All of them, Until you reached the last piece, and  you took away me from me, you snatched what I believed was just mine, and you disappeared like you were never there.

@thelostsoul

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Posted in #life, #Poetry, Love

Chimera???

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You followed my dream last night
Cradled in your arms,
We were together yet again,
In the rhythms of the song
Your breaths played on my skin
I felt solace,
With my head on your heart
Your warm embrace
I smiled,
Looking at your eyes
As you kissed mine
You held me so close
As if you were always here
Never gone,
Whispering in my ears
Sweet words of love
That’s all I ever want to hear
You asked me to sleep,
Cuddled in your arms
I slept peacefully,

And I dreamt of you,
Entwined together
You kissing, the sleeping me
And you are holding my hands,
All the promises of forever
Walking on the shore,
We are watching the waves,
You picked me in your arms
You are all smiles
A sweet nudge on my nose,
I am losing in you,
And in the captivating breeze,
Looking at the sun,
All the colors in the horizon fade away,
And the day turned into night,
Still clung to your arms,
In symphony of our hearts,
I slept,
You followed my dreams,

Now, I am all lost,
I don’t know
What’s dream? Or real anymore,
That is what your love has done to me
That I never want to wake up
From this trance I am in
I kept falling in the hypnosis
As if your love is the abyss,

Getting pulled towards you
Like a magnet
You followed me in my dream,
Last night,
Or this? Previous one
Or the next?
I have lost all connection,
With my existence or sensibility
This world I made with you
This world that is you,
You are here? Are you?
Tell me please,
Is this real?
Or Chimera?

@thelostsoul

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Posted in #Poetry, Love

Stay…

 

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Stay right here
Close to me,
Stay by my side, my love
Walk besides me,
Stay,
Till my soul wishes to be lost
Lost in you,
Till you are in sync with my heartbeat
And you are my breath
Just stay,
Till then stay by my side,
And Stay…

Till the sun turns into ashes,
And this sky falls,
Till the stars come together to celebrate
Togetherness of ours,
Stay by my side,
Be within me like a Melody to the song
Like soulful hymn
To let me love you
Like you are my religion
Stay till then,
And Stay,

Until your thoughts drench me in love,
Like rains douse this Earth
And stay with me like the tides moves with the ocean,
Like the clouds in the sky
To be the chaos in my serenity, stay
Stay with me like that pouring rain
On the inches of my skin,
And stay…

Till you are not etched in me
And my heart
Us being together like Moon and the light
Tangled through fate
Till we aren’t written in each other’s destiny
Stay by my side,
And Stay…

Till I fade away or you
In time or you in me or me in you
Stay with me
Stay by my side
Walk besides me
Till I am lost
And you are found
And we are together again
Somewhere
Not on the crossroads
Not divided
But as one
Stay with me
Stay by me
Stay
And Stay…

@thelostsoul

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Posted in #blogging, #life, Self love, Strength, Writing

To Love the one…that is you!!

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There are so many moments in our life that make us feel it’s over, like there is nothing beyond this pain and hurt. This darkness takes over and everything seems blank. The feeling of emptiness, a hollowness which can’t be filled and every little thing frustrates to the core. Things which made us happy before hurt us now.
Loneliness! A feeling that there’s no one for us, and we are all alone in this world, left to bear that pain everyday, when we open our eyes and every night lying on the bed, closed eyes, there’s this feeling to end all of this torment right and then.

This feeling!!!!

We all have felt that way, at some point of time in life we all have this feeling. Alone! I felt that. Still feel that, days in a row when I want to just go somewhere, where I don’t get hurt again, where I don’t cry, where I can smile. Moments when I need someone to be with me, we all want that right? To have someone who can just embrace us with our flaws and love our scars and make us whole?
Those moments in which we feel so weak and we are so down, heart full of hurt and mind full of anger and pain.

Why do we feel this?

The root of all the sufferings is attachment. I never realised this until I experienced this in my life, we get attached and then without even knowing we start expecting that same attachment from the other person. Expectation doesn’t hurt, but expecting from the wrong person does. Even a person isn’t wrong or right, when we get attached to someone, we can’t expect from the other person to reciprocate the same.

What I am implying with all of this?

Love the one that is you!!

Although I need to learn this myself, and I am learning this everyday, the cardinal thing in life we all need to learn is to love this one person in our life who is most important, and that is US. We need to learn to love ourself and live for ourself.
To accept that it’s only us who can be there for us and no one else will be. We aren’t alone ever, we always have us, ourself.We don’t need anyone to get dependent on, just faith and believe in ourself.
To learn that we don’t need anyone to make us feel whole because we are never incomplete, we are complete on our own. We don’t need to find happiness in someone else, it’s within us, we just need to explore it and accept that we can be happy on our own as well. Yes, we all feel shattered and broken, but that’s okay, to be broken means we can heal.
To know that, the home we try to find or built in someone else is not to be found because it’s there in you!! Look deep within in your heart. Pull yourself up and smile, because that’s what we need to do. Smile and face the world and accept the truth,
Love isn’t something we need to find in someone else, it’s there within you.
It’s difficult but it’s the only truth!! That someone is always you and no one else!!

@thelostsoul

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Posted in #Poetry, Love, Random musings

At the Crossroads..

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Meet me at the crossroads
Hold my hand
Entangle my fingers in yours
And don’t let go
Move ahead with me
Under the night sky
With zillions of stars watching us,
But we glistening more in love.
Embrace me in your arms
Pull me closer
Never to let go!
Walk with me
Towards the dawn
That ray of sun touching us
Put your arm around me
Entwine together
The hue of the sky colouring,
You and me
Let’s paint the world
In colours only known to us
Love me some more
Make me your canvas
And draw your love
On these roads
Let’s move ahead
Till the dusk
In the rains
Below the rainbow
Meet me again
That same place
To walk hands in hands
Eyes in eyes
Shimmering with love,

Meet me there
Under the blue sky
At the crossroads…

@thelostsoul

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Posted in #blogging, #life, #Poetry, Writing

Do you???

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What am I trying to find? In this world, among this chaos. What is that is not complete and I want to make it whole so bad? And why? Why can’t I let it be like it is?
Why everything need an ending , a closing. Why when something change it hurts.
There are so many why and no answer. Or there is an answer and I can’t find.
What is the point of existing? What is that I am searching? Why is this sadness? What is that keeps on lingering beyond the hurt? There is this emptiness. A void that can’t be filled, this voice that is unheard. Am I the only one hollow? Or you feel this vacantness too?
Is it just me or you think it too? Am I the only one or you looking for a path too? This pain, Only I feel this or you suffer from it too? Only I am the one with questions or you are finding answers too?

I wonder if we all feel the same?
Are we all lost? Or just wander..
That I wonder!!!
That I wonder?

@thelostsoul

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Posted in #blogging, #Poetry, Heart, Love, Strength, Writing

Beautiful Purple Sky

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I was just walking by
While turning towards my house
I just looked at the sky
Just like that
I felt something,
Like the sky talking to me
Something moved I felt
And a ping of pain in my heart
The sky looked the same
As it was the day, that day we met.

I lost my way then
For I forgot where I was coming from
Or going to?
Is that my home?
Or was it you?
Now you aren’t with me, do I have any?
Any home?

My heart screamed!!
No one heard though
My eyes were searching
Something? Or you?
I looked at the sky again
Is it same ? Or is it changed?
It isn’t that anymore
Isn’t it?
Because you aren’t that anymore,
I saw it changing colours
Just like you,
The pinkish hue
Turned some pale
Like me!

Was I lost? Or did I loose you?
Or did I loose my mind?
Was it just me? Or I saw?
I saw the sky crying
Felt some tears,
From my eyes?
Or was it rain?
That pain knocked again
Which I thought have gone?

Why do I feel lost? When,
When there’s nothing I did lost
Loosing you? You never really did
Exist for me but yourself!!
I was here then
And I was alone
I knew how to walk
I know how to move on, on my own
And though I thought I made you,
You never were my home!!

There it was,
I got my way again
With the moving sky
Turning shades
Changing colours
While moving ahead
I recognise that smile
The one before you,
Or anyone else
I looked at the sky for one last time
I knew this colour
This colour,
I know I was moving in the right direction
The sky smiled
And I smiled at it too,
And I smiled some more
Under this new
This new, beautiful,
Beautiful Purple Sky!!!

The Lost Soul 

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Posted in #life, #Poetry, Strength, Writing

She…The immortal Her…

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She is still
But that darkness within her
Screams,scream, screaming

That chaos inside
Screeches, screeching
She stares in the silence
Towards nihility
Blank,black gazing in nothingness

Something within her
Engulfs her and her thoughts
Deluge,deluging in hurt

She is still
That rage of emotions
Pulling her inside
Her storm boiling within
Towards the mountain and to her
Oscillating between

She is still
Like a calm sea
Before the arrival of tsunami
Her heart shuddering

Shivering
With the emptiness
Empty,empty,emptying

She is still
But she smiles
Mixed with the agony
She survives the suffering
She no more laments
But with the open arms
She embraces the hurt
That lava of anguish
No more kills her
She won’t sink
She dives deep within
The abyss of pain
And she rise
For now she know
How to emerge!!

She becomes the storm
She rules the darkness
With her chaos
She isn’t still anymore
She isn’t calm like that ocean
For she becomes the Destruction
She is the raging ocean
She isn’t still
She moves with the waters
Ruling the tides
She isn’t still
She isn’t still….

The Lost Soul

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Posted in #Poetry, Lost love

I wish..

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I wish it was easy
To forget and to let go
All of that
About you and me
The moments and that love
All those hugs
You kissing my head
My hands in your hands
Fingers entangled
I wish It was easy
Not to see you when I close my eyes
And not to remember
The way we were
And not as we are
So apart
Like that moon from the sky
And the stars from the earth
I wish I could touch you
Yet again
And feeling all those feels
Of your arms
And my head on your heart
Listening to those heart beats
Your breaths with mine
I wish I could sync again
My heart with yours
Beating in the same rhythm
Oh I just wish
You weren’t gone
Like the way you did
I wish all of that to come again
Me waiting for you
In the rain
And I wish you would come up
Hold me in your arms yet again
Warming me up by embracing
Me and my soul
I just wish you were here
To hold my hand
I wish
To just fix
This broken heart
And make it whole
Healing all those wounds
I wish
To be complete
And to be complete

Without You..

The Lost Soul

Posted in #blogging, #life, A girl’s life, Being a girl, Woman, Writing

Woman: A Bleeding Marvel!

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Mom what are periods?”
Asked a 13 year old.
(Looking puzzled)
“You will know when its time”
Answered the mother perplexed with a simple question.

This is not so common now a days but still a common scenario of every second household. I know this because I asked that question to my mom once and I got the same answer.
Although I already got to know about it from my friends I still wanted to ask that from my mother,Her not answering actually reflects the mindset of typical Indian females about menstruation.

What Menstruation or periods in simple term are?

After a certain age, a girls body start to have certain biological changes. After every 28 days or so, the uterus sheds the extra tissue lining which is formed for the egg to fertilise. And
Then bleeding stays for 5 to 7 days.
There is nothing mysterious that is happening In a girl’s body. And every girl must know about this from the very start.

Menstruation is a normal biological process that is as necessary as breathing or existing because that makes a girl a woman or wonder because it gives a woman power to create another life form. Isn’t this the most fascinating thing?
Then why is it not talked about or why people aren’t open about it or why people are disgusted about periods.

Afemale bleeds for 5 days and still carry herself, isn’t this astounding?

Not only mothers, why aren’t fathers concerned with this? Why not brothers are taught about this? Why not all the boys are taught about this wonderful process?

Why periods are still a taboo?

People In a family dread to talk about periods. Due to various illogical and non sense reasons periods are considered impure or when a girl is on her periods she is unclean. The blood stain if seen is considered dirty and fill the girl with shame? And why? Beliefs that are just imposed upon from ages. Connecting periods with religion and culture make it difficult to talk about.

It’s nothing to be discreet about!!!

Periods are something to be celebrated but because of people’s unawareness even girls feel ashamed of the fact that they bleed. It affects the girl’s mind not about just menstruation but her body too.
And it can impact on their sexuality as well.

The point I want to stress upon here is that menstruation should be discussed openly so that every father, every brother, every Friend, every husband and every son know the fact that how much a woman go through, and how it is just periods and nothing to be ashamed of and when In need they know what and how to help the woman in their life.

Give her comfort and a smile!

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So that No girl is ashamed to talk about her biological cycle, or hides the pad inside her bag, or is not apprehensive of buying pads from a male, so that every girl can feel comfortable with her being herself.

Yes, we bleed and yes somehow this humanity is existing because of the fact that a girl bleeds.

The Lost Soul

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Posted in #blogging, #life, Self love, Strength, Writing

Perfectly Flawed

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“She got that sexy figure”
“Oh her perfect curves”
“Eww! How could be anyone that thin?!”
“She needs to workout on her”
“Oh! How fair she is”
“Will you ever get someone? With this complexion of yours? “

These are few of the random things knowingly or unknowingly, intentionally or unintentionally we speak or hear or use. There’s a thin line between complimenting and commenting and people often forget that.

I have been dealing with inferiority complex issues all my life. And then anxiety due to that, Not feeling happy in my skin. I always had problems with how I look or my complexion or my hair or my weight and somehow it was all connected with the fact that I often heard such expressions around me, for me,and it started to creep in my personality. I always thought I am not good enough.

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I am not here to talk about my problem or my issues or to discuss about body shaming but their were so many thoughts in my mind and I just felt like sharing them here.

Beauty is something over rated in our society from centuries and is mostly connected to the second sex, yes that’s what we were called, females.
And we girls often just give in to this thing which we are taught from the beginning like being a girl we have to look pretty all the time. We just start believing in what is there already  and we are never taught to question it.
I am not denying that males aren’t body shamed but not as much as a female.

Where does the problem lies?

Problem is Us believing.
Our belief  in the things which we are told about and taught. And us not questioning it. Why don’t we question why a girl need to look pretty? Why a girl with curves is sexy? Or why a girl with bigger breasts or large butts is hot? And why a girl with a tummy isn’t pretty? And why a girl with fair complexion is treated as angelic? Or why all of these are just attached with only the females?

The point I am focusing on isn’t that one should not maintain their health and fitness or look pretty, but what I mean is that it should be done but not for others and definitely not on the cost of deteriorating one’s mental health.
Girls start to have inferiority complex issues that create a deep impact on their personality from their teenage years which actually affect their lives till later stage in so many ways.
It creates complication for a girl in the personal front as a girl with such issues will always have a thought in mind Am I good enough? And questioning self worth is the worst thing a person could do to torture oneself.

What I want to focus here on is the fact that being beautiful will not have any importance unless that beauty doesn’t make you feel complete and whole in what and who you are. It won’t matter how thin or how sexy curves you have when to achieve that you lost your happiness and mental health or deprived yourself of the sleep or food that made you happy.
Everyone has flaws and the existence of humanity lies in the fact that we are tend to be flawed and no one has any right to question someone’s appearance in terms of their own set standards.
A Flaw for some may be a beauty for another.
No matter how you look, what colour your skin is or what weight you have or what size until the fact that it makes you smile  and feel comfortable and a satisfaction of you being you and that too whole.

As an individual what we need to learn is to love and accept  the fact that this is what we are and come in terms to whatever we are and embrace that. We all are just flesh and bones. Yes,being healthy is important or having curves or having or doing anything that makes you look good but only  till the point that it makes you feel cheerful  within you and your soul.

As a part of society what everyone need to learn is not to comment or compliment someone in a way that makes them think over it. That makes them question their individuality.

Being myself suffering from these issues have actually made me realise some of these things but trust me path of loving yourself isn’t easy and every day it feels like a defeat but somehow I am managing it and somehow I am moving ahead in it. I am trying to love me more and focusing on what I can do to enhance what I have and learning to love my flaws.
Because every one is flawed and that too uniquely.

Beauty is not in being just that pretty face but it is in the eyes and the smile of the soul which appears on the curves of the lips.

The Lost Soul

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Posted in #blogging, #life, #Poetry, Heart, Love, Writing

In the Twilight!!!

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Come closer to listen what my soul speaks 

But my lips couldn’t…..

Bring me back to life
Give me some more breathes
Love me a little more this time
Make me alive again
This life
This heart
All I could ever give
Have it all and just love me once
Love me once more
Make this heart beat again
Hold me together
Take away this pain
I did try
I tried
Try and try
To ease this suffocation
All in vain!!
I need you more
I want you
Will you please fill this emptiness?
Or Am I destined to be drowned forever?
Will this murkiness ever fade?
Or Is It just me who have lost all colours?
Do you hear my pleas?
Or shall I screech in the silence ?
Or is It ambiguous what I say?
Am I Lost?
Will you please find a way ?
Reach out to me
Take me out of this abyss
Will you?
I am screaming
And sinking
Shrieking
And screaming
And grieving
Hold my hand once more
Take me out
Show me the dawn
Before my heart sets in the dusk
Give me a rainbow
Give me life
Oh! Please one more time!!
Before I reach the horizon
Meet me once more
Meet me there
Be my earth
Make me your sky
Show me the light
Meet me one last time
Give me some more breathes
Just hold my hand
Embosom me
Meet me there
In the rain
And in the Twilight…..

@thelostsoul_writes

The Lost Soul

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