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All The while..

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All the while, when you were deeply dissolved in your thoughts, and those fluttery feelings, you never realised, the love is lost and it is long gone.

All the while, when you were lost in the alluring dreams about the things that make you happy, the person who brought that curve on your lips, your emotions foreshadows that those things aren’t there anymore and that someone has left you to suffer.

All the while you were busy in visualising the pleasing future, the present was getting destroyed, the one you considered your future with was busy in creating this endless torment and the torture.

All the while, you were in love with lies, exquisite, pretty Fabrications.

All the while, you were flying on a cloud of Deceits.

All the while, when you were waiting for the flowers to blossom, the storm was approaching, and the budding flowers were laying on the ground, dead.

All the while, you didn’t noticed that you lost and you fell. Nothing in this world can bring you more down than this shattered piece of your heart.

All the while, you my dear wasn’t being loved, but was played by arresting eyes, beguiling smiles, and magnificent lies, enchanting dreams.

All the while,

A breathtaking Dream was becoming grasping for breathes Nightmare.


The Lost Soul.


A simple one with complicated thought process ..I write to seek answers, I write to seek what is missing. I write because it makes me calm. I write because I am not completely lost,not yet found. I, am wandering. Writing comes naturally, in the heat of most passionate moments, either of happiness or utter sadness.

62 thoughts on “All The while..

    1. Hey there thank you for stopping by and giving time to appreciate. Your words means a lot.
      Definitely, you must write what you feel. Raw emotions are best portrayed.


  1. A Cinderella turned into a did not notice this metamorphosis. It did not happen overnight, it was the consequence of deceit combined with my unprecedented love for you which transformed me into blood sucking monster.

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  2. This is heartbreaking, Priya. It laments the fact that you never really know if you can trust someone, even after years, with your heart, with your soul, with your secrets… Loved this!

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    1. Thank you, it is true we never really see beyond the beautiful picture, the pain, the painter may be going through is always kept hidden behind the beautiful canvas (s)he drew. We never really know.
      Thank you so much ❤️


  3. All the while… I was applauding at the variety and exquisite feeling in EVERYTHING you write! ❤️ I can feel you getting stronger as you gain more insight in life through writing.

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    1. I am always trying to find something.
      And see I found you too here, you are such a Darling ❤️❤️ Thank you for your kind and encouraging words as always love.
      And you missed my last post and I can’t miss your thoughts on that. 😘😘😘 whenever you have time kindly go through it. ❤️❤️

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  4. “All the while, you my dear wasn’t being loved, but was played by arresting eyes, beguiling smiles, and magnificent lies, enchanting dreams.”

    The above lines got me. I can relate with this and it’s not a palatable feel. But such is life and love that is cloaked in lies and deception. This was a great share. 🙂

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