Once happy in their own little world,where they walked hand in hand and later were made to walk alone.This one for their lost love,for the memories they shared and the memories they still carries.It reminds me ~
LOVE ENDURES IN THE HEART , EVEN AS PATHS PART❣️.
Sparkling sand in blazing sunshinePutting every head into a whirlwind Dozy a little lousy With a hat on like howdy Going on and on,Slowly but steadily Seeking a shelter in far sightSeems like a river Mirror reflections Suddenly got everyone’s attention Is this real or just an illusion Or just another Mirage in action,Whatever it […]
False Hope : Still A possitive Determinant
HUMAN POWER IS THE SUPREME POWER AND NO POWER IS GREATER THAN THE ONE THAT EXIST WITHIN ❣️.
Where people nowadays have complicated religion with mere worshipping of idols , doesn’t correctly define religion. All Gods were Humans once like us and if there exist some Energy or Religion – IT IS IN US ONLY. I BELIEVE ADHERENCE TO WHAT’S RIGHT IS WHAT WILL TAKE YOU TO THE TRUE DEFINITION OF WORSHIPPING. All religious institutions these days are consciously minting money in the name of religion , thereby refraining people from knowing the exact meaning.
I ASK YOU , WHY TO VISIT SUCH INSTITUTIONS , WHEN THE ENERGY WE ARE IN SEARCH FOR LIES WITHIN ?
Someday you’ll come along
To fix what’s wrong
To cuddle what puzzles.
After every dusk there’s a dawn
Shedding light on the dark patches
Brightening the faded segments .
Beautiful things take time
Blooming of flowers take time
I am your’s and you are mine
What we feel is divine
Our heart and soul are our only shrine .
Let’s worship our integrity
With audacity and sincerity
Proudly claiming “WHAT IS MINE WILL ALWAYS BE MINE”.
Here’s to you and Here’s to me
Your is Aquarius and mine is Capricorn
We are same month born
Likewise , someday you’ll come along.
~ MILAN PATHANIA❣️
And when words loose the ability of expressing feelings , people drown themselves in musics,books,poetries and paintings.
To everything and everyone
Alive and dead we all are
Still in a world of women’s fight
To acknowledge and establish their right.
Where nowdays ,a woman talks of empowering another woman
Nevertheless , it’s always a woman pulling down another woman .
What a lame sight we are into ~
That there exist a system we are bound to
Bound to put a mask that doesn’t fit
Bound by the thoughts and ideologies
But we fail to see , that it is a human psychology.
All set and governed by us
To a mankind , they are so unjust.
So , is there really a system separate from the individual?
Tamed to the unrealistic belief of system
Human have lost their wisdom.
As a matter of fact ~ This system is nothing but:
Reflection of ourselves
Of our own selfishness
Of our self-centredness
More of this and more of that .
They say –
Every story has a YOU
Let’s appreciate the fact that you want to tear us down
But for us YOU ARE A WAY TO EVOLUTION AND SURVIVAL
But for us YOU ARE A WAY TO EVOLUTION AND SURVIVAL .
~ MILAN PATHANIA
Often do I fear the silence
Then,when it gets heighten
Will I have someone to reckon ?
Will I have someone to reckon?
Everything is heightened
Probably it’s here to enlighten
The words , the smell, the thoughts, the images
That leaves scars in an unimaginable places.
At times ,even scars are beautiful
Protecting you from something that isn’t align
But who know, what’s really behind
But who know , what’s really behind.
They say ~
What destiny has for you, will always show up
Through all the thick and thins
Through all the pain and struggle .
So , I wonder as why to dismantle yourself
When life is all about weighing down and holding back .
Though my writing has given me courage
To keep inscribing, while being at the edge of all fears
As it will never limit the sphere
Rather , will push you to strength
That perhaps has no defined length.
Now , I don’t want to think
As I am never wrong with my instinct
So , without a blink
Let’s quickly make a link.
Never abandon yourself
Owing to the fact that
No grass is always green
There are some things that are left unseen.
Every person comes with their own quirk
Through my words you got a way to make it work
Through my words you got a way to make it work.
A deep nostalgic feeling
An ache for healing
Writing it from a place of brokeness
To unveil the truth of~ who I used to be and who I am today .
A Heart that has adapted to pain
Just like the eyes to darkness
There’s a revolution I am into
To dispell all the fears
To unflinch what’s severe .
Emotions and pains are like visitors at the door
That obscure the authentic self
Give yourself permission to experience it
Let them in
Like a loose leaf in the wind .
The move should be on and on
Bear everything with grace
After all it’s a human race
It takes nothing to escape
But alot to embrace
Part of life that one can’t undo
In all the roads one take
And all the stops one make .
AN INTROVERT EMPATH🙏 