Does my soulmate know I'm dancing with him at midnight, alone in my room While I should be studying IPC!?
No!?!?
Oh Comeon!!! What a shame!!!
Like a lot mannnn !!!! 😭
Life after school and before college sucks.
Guys : ‘ She dont even think about me “
meanwhile Girls to God !!!!!! 🤗🥰
Nhi krta dil ab apni maujoodgi jataane ka, nahi hota mann mujhe ab khudka haal bataane ka. Arey hatao, Ye do din ka tufaan hai, fir kahi kho jaayega . Har baar to hojata hai, iss baar bhi yunhi thik ho jayega !
I will pretend that someone out there is reading my work !! maybe then I will write more often
I have been told that I mould myself around people to breathe the air they breathe, that I have a light within me. But when you remove all the layers of art and music and poetry, I am nothing but flesh & bones.
You see, I believe art & poetry have the power to make an ordinary person extraordinary. The reign of romanticism to make debris beautiful, to make old sculptures look exquisite, to make an unloved soul loved.
And when I really think of it, I am nothing without art. I am made up of words. Ugly words that have been stitched together to make sense, but instead they unfold themselves to form poetry. they have built the foundation of fantasy within me, to hope that one day inside a hundred year old palace, an afterlife awaits me.
I blame poetry for my eternal misery, books for my unreal expectations & music for my unhealing soul.
But at the same time, I crave them because I am nothing without them, nothing but mere flesh & bones.
— deadpoetsblog on ig
Aksar jab tanhaa si hoti hu , Mujhe duniya begaani si lagti hai , Fir ek tumhari yaad aati hai , Or firse ye shaame suhani si lagti hai!!