In these troubled and turbulent times, a tiny shred of hope is the most compelling tonic we could use. I am always looking around for those sunshine spots, the silver lining in the most vulnerable places. The days of respite and turn-around are not far away. Hope is paramount. Trivial and Powerful.
The advent of brightness is an interesting theory. Shining upon us over eternity, it’s existence is relative to our moods and repercussions. Often acknowledged, sometimes not.
When jubilation and mediocrity collaborate..
This is all we live for, quest for gorgeous escapades.
It’s a benign feeling to start off with some enchanting scenes. Before you get to know me, that is.
Hazy, yet not saying it’s not clear. Confused, yet clarity hides behind the cushion covers of the holy mind. Dazzling, yet not impressive enough to torment achievements and wake them from sleep to google inventions. Rusty, because too much is still not enough to consume riveting stories. Perplexed with such goodness around you, the antiContinue reading “Dilemma”
when you land yourself in an ugly spat, ask your ego to sleep for a day.
Perfection does not lead you to oblivion, it gets you closer to it. Doesn’t matter how long you practiced it, you will fall short as long as excellence chases you. It isn’t naïve to believe am not perfect, no one is. When people say ‘I am Perfect’, it means the individual is good at somethingContinue reading “perfection lives through ignorance”
My beast isn’t my kind though.
Coming out of darkness to regain calm is mortal, I braced out of sunshine to visit better borders. Vision and contemplation were undoubtedly kindled, Hopes, vicious hopes and much more played tantrums. Curiously joyous and provocatively desirable, hungry to achieve. More. Continuos regeneration and demanding minds let go of myself in a quest. First, thenContinue reading “vintage bits”
Wondrous moments never occur in sequences, they are meant to be beautifully derailed and viciously famed. Not to mention, unexpected and curative to add as incentives. My days are good with coated pleasure and the former have self confessed turbid thoughts. My ordeal isn’t a tale, but has gorgeous elements of miscarriage. And, would notContinue reading “Fables disconnect..”