We have never met before,
We might never meet again.
But the heart felt something,
That’s hard to explain.
I saw you only once,
But, somehow I cannot forget.
Your smile, the twinkle in your eyes,
My beating heart and how I felt.
This is not love,
I know that for sure.
I don’t know what it is,
Or what’s the cure.
To you I am nothing,
More than a stranger.
But in my heart’s story,
I am Ron and you are my Hermione Granger.
No matter the time,
the distance,
the long hours of therapy.
Some scars may never heal.
You can tell yourself,
you are fine.
But, are you really?
All you can do
is keep moving,
because stopping doesn’t take away the pain.
But, it does weaken it greatly.
Some scars may never heal,
but remain as marks of a warrior,
who fought internal wars and external battles,
and won and survived.
Some scars may never heal,
but,
You are bigger than your scars.
Depressed yet happy!
Overwhelmed yet planned.
Confident yet in doubt!
What is to happen next?
I know but don't know!
Brain in overdrive.
Thoughts galore!
Patient. But crowded with impatience.
Tata!
Money is a strange thing,
The runs the world,
And, runs me too.
Somehow, it always runs away,
From me, I don 't know why,
Or, have no clue!
I am not Rich,
I am not Poor,
I always seem to have enough,
But, always seem to need more.
Now, let me budget a little,
To save for tomorrow,
So, I can be a little more happy,
And, have little less sorrow!
Tata!
Mood today:
I am an open-eyed dreamer,
please don't wake me!
I have the heart of warrior,
and, with my mind can see!
Tales of far-away lands,
and, people plenty!
Surrounded everywhere,
yet, on an Island empty!
Tata!
My mild OCD,
Will be the end of me.
With a broom in hand,
Here, I stand.
In front of a room,
Which is already clean,
But, it is not upto,
My standard of spic and span.
I am losing my mind,
And, a little bit of my behind.
I went on a wild cleaning spree,
This cleaning monster will never let me be free.
Now, I lie on my bed super tired,
I am getting my brain fired.
Because it still cannot stop,
Thinking of cleaning more pans and pot.
Tata!
Today was my first day of '15 days of eating right and exercising'. I was a very good girl!
I ate right, did my exercises but the only thing, though, I slept a lot. I do not know why.
I just couldn't wake up in the morning. I slept again in the afternoon. But, today my pain is also a little less, so I am not complaining.
Overall, I am feeling encouraged.
I wanted to study a bit more today, but I feel very foggy in the head today.
So, I will just let me have a pass today. It's fine. I know I will make it up tomorrow.
[I know I talk to my brain like it is a child. I think it might be!!!]
Today I felt like sharing a poem. This one is very close to my heart and whenever I feel lost, or unhappy or feel like I need a boost, I read this. It is not a euphoric poem, but I just love it.
Well, on that note, I bid you adieu! Enjoy the poem!
Tata!
- John Keats
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more! oh, weep no more!
Young buds sleep in the root's white core.
Dry your eyes! oh, dry your eyes!
For I was taught in Paradise
To ease my breast of melodies,--
Shed no tear.
Overhead! look overhead!
'Mong the blossoms white and red--
Look up, look up! I flutter now
On this fresh pomegranate bough.
See me! 'tis this silvery bill
Ever cures the good man's ill.
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Adieu, adieu -- I fly -- adieu!
I vanish in the heaven’s blue,--
Adieu, adieu!
Let me be Free,
Let me be lazy,
Do not Disturb,
I don't want to be Busy.
I do not wish to Work,
I do not wish to think,
I just want to lay still,
I don't even want to blink.
Give me a bed,
Give me some food,
Give me some space, I just want to be alone,
I don't mean to be rude.
Tata! :)
When I first saw you,
You were a little baby,
Now, look at you,
You are a grown lady.
You have your own thoughts,
And, you own desires,
You will soon be breaking a lot of hearts,
And, putting out fires.
I cannot wish for much,
But, I only wish for this,
That may you always be happy, lucky,
And, live a life of Bliss!
Happy Birthday little sister. May God Bless you with good health, good sense and good luck! :)
[Today is my cousin sister's birthday! She turned 18 today. When I first saw her, I was 11! Oh man, how time flies!]
So much happening,
Too many thoughts.
No outlet.
I sit and stare at the screen.
Motionless & Dull.
Brain Overloaded.
Thoughts abound,
Words are not.
