Never Let Go!

We all make mistakes. Small mistakes, silly mistakes, stupid mistakes to big mistakes to mistakes, we end up regretting all our lives. Those mistakes are the dead end. Dead end for the road in which there used to be a way but it is closed down. No matter how much we stand there, no matter how much we struggle to find a way; there isn't any. Then all there is regret, remorse and pity for ourselves. We think things could have been different if we would have done things differently.

We loose most of the important people, things, dreams just because we couldn't hold on to it. Just because those temporary feeling took over the real feeling. The delusion caused by that temporary feeling loosens the grip we had on the real one. And we end up making mistake and life-long cribbing follows. We loose the thing which mattered most. You shout but there is no one left to answer you back. You beg but there is no one to pity over it. Then comes the most difficult phase, that is moving on. Its the worst phase one can ever go through. The phase in which one has to accept what's gone is gone and get a hold of himself.

But face it straight! You lost it and no matter how much you use your arms and legs, maybe all your might, you aren't getting it back. So its important to realise the worth of that things that holds the utmost importance to you. You should never let go, bad days come, lovers fight, things break, dreams are shattered. But I think if you just get past that bad phase and just appreciate what you already have, you'd never loose it. Trust me! Bad times pass by but that person never comes back. So, never let go!

One day, You will wake up and there won't be any more time to do things you always wanted to do. Appreciate it, do it now and never let go!

A Knock On the Door

It is when you're at the edge of your emotions, the best of art comes to you. You pour down all your emotions into the art and you give your best. That is how I go, all my writings have my edgy emotions;good or bad. Sometimes when all the doors in your life close, you find yourself in such an edgy situation. There is a lot of things to say but there is just no one to listen to you. It is then when your art listens to you.

I have no clue for what purpose I
am writing this for or will anyone read this and even if they read will they like this. I just feel the when someone who is reading or listening or looking at such edgy art should be on par with the emotions of the artist. It is then when people and artists connect and understand.

And sometimes when you're hopelessly doing things which are just pointless so that a part of you can feel the comfort you are looking for. When the doors are closed you're aimlessly
wandering around for answers and there are none. It is frustrating at that point of time and there is not a lot you can do. 

You're clinging to something very important to you and when that goes away from you, that is when the doors are closed. No matter how hard you knock on that door there is no response. And the situation gets hopeless and there is no way things will ever workout. At that moment with the broken heart, all you want to hear is

A KNOCK ON THE DOOR.

Let Her Go

*My Most Favorite Song*

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you’re missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go
And you let her go

Staring at the bottom of your glass
Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast

You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why
Everything you touch surely dies

But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast

Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep
'Cause you loved her too much
And you dived too deep

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go (oh, oh, ooh, oh no)
And you let her go (oh, oh, ooh, oh no)
Will you let her go?

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

'Cause you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go

The Search

As I'm growing older, I've realized that I know less about myself. I feel that I've developed a strong bond with the world but I've grown apart from myself.

I don't understand a lot of my actions, I don't understand most of my feelings. I feel lost and I'm wandering around unaware about my destination. I know I'm on a constant roller coaster of emotions.

and yet, I constantly seek to find myself amongst everyone I know. Everyone I confide in, I know I am searching for something within them. or searching for the person I am when I am in their presence. When I'm alone I feel like I need company and when I'm with them, I wish to run away.

Exactly two years ago, I know I was feeling confused and hurt.

Exactly one year ago, I know I was feeling content.

This year? I don't have an adjective to describe how I feel, I guess I am still searching. 

And the search for oneself goes on....

A Never Ending Love

 when I was going through my feeds Facebook, I saw a picture and I came across this topic I always wanted to write about but I could never do it. Simply because I never had any ending to it. This topic was so damn controversial in my head. And I still know whatever I write, its never going to be good enough or I can say my writing will never do justice with this topic.

This is a story of every guy or maybe most guys who fell in love for the first time but have never risen in love. He saw her for the first time and somewhere he knew she's the one. Although they were at very tender age he fell in love, real or not but he was very fond of her. She always took care of him, listened to his never ending sob stories and never got tired of it. And he was madly in love. She always shared her little excursions of her. And he wished that he could be with her too. She always talked like its never gonna end. And he wished it wouldn't. She always told him about her dreams and how she's going to conquer the world.  And his dream and world were just one, her. They had so many endless conversation and they were so foolish but yet he wanted to be a fool with her. He was deeply in love with her.

He told her again and again, from time to time about his feelings for her. And they remained friends for years. He was tired of being hurt. Yet he wouldn't stop loving her. Maybe he couldn't stop loving her. But he tried to do it. So many failures, messed, torn and broken hearts were something he got out of it. He was broken somewhere too because it was his failures and others also had to pay. And all at the price of getting over this one girl. Yet he knew somewhere no one along the path he walked, would be close to how she was. He couldn't let go of her. He was in love with her.

a black and white life.

You're sitting alone on your bed and you're thinking what went wrong all these years. You were so confused about everything in your life. And you realise you're sitting in a puddle of mess because of your wrong decision and then you question yourself,"Were you ever right about anything?" And then there is no answer, just an emotion of sorrow and emptiness. You feel that you're helpless and that consumes you. That single feeling turns you into an empty shell of nothingness.

Years pass by nothing really changes, no matter how much you try. You see many happy faces around you and that encourages you to be happy. But you cannot be truly happy. And then someday you realise you've turned into an empty shell that is hollow. Every emotion goes through you but doesn't stay. You think everything around you is meaningless. You hang out with people but you know you're not with them. 

But there are somethings you realise when you truly open your eyes and mind. You will realise all these years you've been carrying around extra something on your back. That extra something has been slowing you down. And everyone else have moved ahead of you. And you just moved into that shell, that shell you were wearing around yourself, that shell you thought would protect you. And then you got separated from everyone else.

But you know in a moment you realise you don't want to be protected and you don't want to be in the shell. You might not really get rid of that extra something you were carrying around and maybe it will be around for life. But if you look closely you'll find hands of those who'll share your load with you. And then you realise you're not alone and afraid to face the world anymore.  

 Wrong decisions in life may seem wrong until you've realised that you've gained a treasure of experiences.