Category: Blogging

When we write

Words are typed on the screen

we press button

and are seen

as a  post fresh as  green

We like comments fat or lean

Likes are great if they mean

readers read , they were keen

Alone but never lonely :)

Alone But Never Lonely… Solitude..a bliss for me. I like myself too much :)) I have lived this way..in a crowd or writing my thoughts..I am at peace with myself. Whenever, others come in my space..I feel the alarm inside my brain

ring..trrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiiinggggggggg!! Oh..people.

I love mostly everyone, who lets me. This is like a summon. I can step back and wait..to give you that much time to think and decide..do you want me ? If you do..then what is in your mind for me..am I your friend..your colleague..your partner..buddy..what am I to you..and then I take it from there. It does happen, that after sometime you may not like me anymore..get tired and bored ..then you must leave..no..I never push you away from me.

I only let my windows open and door is left ajar..you can smell the fragrance outside my personality..You can watch who passes by..my window of life. The door is never locked..anyone can walk in and everyone may walk out..I never stop..Never ….

I learned from life..to be happy with myself..I am not saying that others are not important..no ..no.Others are important..to love and respect. To trust and support..But they are not me…I am the naughty one..who does have a serious side too 🙂
I believe that each one has a role to play..or two.. life has manifold characters display before us..we change and attain those as per need or whim..this way we emerge as a different person each day…

I figure out my ways..I discuss my secrets with my heart and mind as a soul. Yes.. when alone I can not be lonely for I am deep in thought and feeling about those dreams that I had fought and got..and those I lost and forgot…

No one but you

Decide..how ;)… when you find ..that you are alone
No one smiles with you or for you..its time to smile at the mirror :)))
nice eh
Nobody loves you..you got to love yourself buddy..you can do it better than anyone. No one actually walks beside you..then walk alone..your partner wasn’t making the distance any shorter. Believe me.
No one keeps you as the special one..thank God! you know who are the”special” people..yes 🙂
No way..you can get close to a heart..be happy you got yours intact.

Life is lived by yourself, you can decide whether you want it to be a sad grumpy one or cheerful happy..remember..people are like mirror reflecting and sometimes breaking down..but never can you feel..for they got a shield..thin..always showing you..your face..how ugly you are to them..and then they search for new preys..so in this jungle ..the survivor must be brave and talented..you live and die alone..so be happy..nobody shares your grave

A reason to be and not to be

When was the last time I logged in to read ?

Asked the google when I forgot my password

indeed !

Well , it was a Gmail I used for account Perksplay

It had perks and I did play

right or wrong ..don’t know

but am sure one day my twitter will be gone

I have forgotten to be or not to be..the owner of Gmail

yep..lost my identity 😉

can you believe?

Gmail didn’t..

I tried endlessly to recall

all the words I used to pass…

but none worked..am screwed up

eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Words are jumbled as are thoughts

Words Are Words… write a poetry that has rhyming words not easy to form an idea that has limitations, ideas must flow like streams and oceans.Ripples and waves all makes us happy  splashed all over our face.

We play with water and earth too, climbing over mountains and sailing in boats, we capture pictures in moments we remember.

But thought.. we would forget in time, I think we recall each happiness many a times as we want to be happy again in future with the past. I do this too..when I open my treasure of memories, I feel so touched..with words that were said to me.. before..that time when we were in love, not anymore..yet you made me feel beauty within me as a light..that shines at night..

Thank you

Thank you for replying , thank you for reading too

Post are all I come to see.

Each day something is new

we learn to re-think our views

I bow and write thank you

I feel I get rich and happy with you

 

Sometimes I forget

Not always no..not that I write too much ..I re-read less. I find so many things pop up in my time..I seldom get time for myself..imagine someone show me ..what I wrote..and forgot ! oops..that shouldn’t be the case.

I love to write..as a reaction , with passion and fire..but  seldom can I write  to the level of getting printed..and in a book form..well that is like a dream come true..we all know if we want to make things happen we must work..work.and work..but do |I ?

I normally think that work means ..designing spaces..because I get paid for that..thank God! otherwise my husband will certainly question me..about the expenditures I make for attending office.

I love to write..voice opinion or just bla bla..and I ponder when anyone..including myself..does too much bla bla..it is then I tend to forget.