​We stood on the same platform

Our wounds as fresh and deep

Went through the same hell, 

Would they ever believe?

Hands were bare

Pitter patter rain

Gave us a clearer view 

Boiled the blood in our veins.

So why is it so, 

We went on different paths, mate? 

Where I chose hope, 

You fed your soul on hate.


Things I learned as I grew up

​These are some of the best and most precious quotes and experiences I’ve come across, and would like to share with you all..

  • There’s a difference when someone says ‘love you’ and ‘i love you’ 
  • ‘Pretty’ and ‘beautiful’ are not the same
  • No one is perfect until you fall in love with them.
  • Follow dreams, not people
  • It’s okay to have stupid believes, till of course, they don’t hinder your growth 
  • ‘Forever’ is real, and rare
  • Everyone out there is fighting a battle
  • Problems are mandatory, sadness is a choice
  • If it died, it wasn’t love. Love never disappears, it just gets misplaced
  • Between what is meant and not said and what is said but not meant, most love is lost
  • What people say they are and what they actually are, is almost always contradicting
  • People aren’t wrong, they’re just different or maybe, lost
  • We live in a world where ‘hate’ is expressed more readily than ‘love’
  • Blood relations are not always heart relations, heart relations are not always blood relations.
  • Until the lion learns how to write, every tale will glorify the hunter
  • There are different ways of loving, and sometimes, relations don’t need to get moulded into a definite shape
  • People don’t always tell you how they feel, but show you. Pay attention
  • Wisdom is knowing that you know nothing
  • ‘love’ isn’t bragged about. Precious things are kept safe.
  • Everyone has something to teach you if you pay attention. 
  • We all are a little broken, but that’s how the light gets in. 

My muse, my masterpiece..

Sitting in a corner, all by yourself,

Looking up to the sky, where angels dwell.

In those dreamy eyes, I can see a world of its own

Away from everyone, far and lone.

You can play with your eyes, 

And let me reveal the stories of land so far; 

Or light up the darkness in my mind,

Shining brighter than the stars.

With a smile to which, everything comes to hold, 

Let me admire the grace

With which it calms my soul.

The voice which stands out of the chaos of the world, 

And enchants me, breaking the silence in my heart. 

The fables I had heard, you capture them all

And still be out of my reach, too divine for me to hold.

Not to touch, not to keep,

I’ll adore you from miles apart; 

For I fear you’ll lose your serenity if I come closer, 

And I’d never want to destroy an art.

So from a distance, like a beautiful dream, 

Let me admire you, my muse, my masterpiece..

Daily Prompt: Muse