****LIFE and PUPPET ******

I wish the life was simpler and puppet ( human ) of life were not connected with the wants of emotions, needs ,love and care.

However life is complicated with puppet getting dissolve into the wants of everything and leaving them in shade of despair when things fall apart. Puppet are moving from one up to another up or another down or vice versa. During this phase one learn to find oneself as a individual or get lost in the phase to find one self . While some puppet get better, some Puppet get worse and some puppet never come in terms with acceptance of anything really happened to oneself.

So the question arises are you genuinely happy with yourself and your surroundings ? there is need of evaluation of oneself to be at onset of better puppet. One need to address the statement do we really need that transformation and what is the obstacle & hurdles in the way. Are we failing to be self motivated and the feel of success is missing, does one need to experience that success day in day out which will bring genuine happiness in us ? It is the time we heal the right way so that we don't keep bleeding .

One has to start waking up in the morning with the feel of happiness and excitement of really doing better than yesterday. One has nothing to lose and there is so much to conquer ,does that make you feel excited. Let's work hard with oneself, invest something really on serious level and see the outcome. At the end of the day we really need to feel that it is what we wanted so as to call a better puppet :)

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Poem #2

Stepping in snow,
Your warmth melts.
Love drains -
Sucked through the thumb
Of the child in your arms

I love you
Has already been said.
I will wait.

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Untitled excerpt

Nadia slept fitfully at night. It was that way since the blackout incident. The digital watch sat beside her looking at her with focus in the dark room. The moment it struck 3:33 am Nadia's eyes flew open as though she was awoken by some internal alarm. The clock almost blinked at her in response to distasteful look on her face.
Nadia stared uncomfortably at the clock for a while, she waited for 3:34 but the single minute wasn't passing. Growing nervous from the elongated time she patted the clock, still the time didn't move. Propping herself up on the arm now Nadia picked up the clock and shook it. Back in the corner of her room an apparition glided over the floor silently, malignantly.
Nadia was now sure that more than a minute has definitely passed, she sat up and looked about herself in the dark room. Her eyes darted across it trying to search for something which she would love to never find. A cold draft that started from nowhere touched her behind her neck and goose prickles rose on her skin. Nadia tucked herself under covers in response and took Carl's hand in hers as she tucked herself in. But something wasn't right about the feeling of his hand. His hand felt unusually cold and for some reason unlively.
The hand she was holding tightened it's own grip on her hand. Nadia reluctantly looked from under the covers only to find a disembodied hand floating about at the place where Carl was supposed to be sleeping. It had a greyish decayed hue and blood spurted out of its open end. She screamed and the lights came on. Carl shook her violently, asking her what has happened while looking at her with concern.
Nadia looked at Carl and hugged him as tight as she could. Carl didn't know what was happening but he hugged back regardless. He offered her some water and a few words of solace and she settled down. The clock had moved on to 3:34 to her relief and somehow it was still sitting on the table where it was originally kept on every night.
Carl and Nadia sat for a while and chatted. Carl sensed that Nadia was just not ready to sleep and he didn't want to sleep before assuring that Nadia would be fine. It wasn't the first time that Nadia screamed in a nightmare, it had infact happened one too many times. Some times Nadia was aware, others she wasn't but Carl knew in any case what he had to do, wait for her to sleep. Nadia rested her head on Carl's chest, the feeling in her arm of holding that decayed hand had rattled her from deep within. But after a few minutes Nadia was able to reason with herself that both she and Carl needed to sleep. She sat up and turned her head towards Carl to say good night. The lights flickered for a moment and then came back on. An apparition sat behind Carl, it's head was over Carl's shoulder. It had a face split in half, bloodied on the chin and ashened on the cheeks. It's long tongue licked at Carl's ear. Nadia's stomach churned at the site of the saliva that dripped from over Carl's ear but before she could so much as draw a breath the apparition's face was right in front of her's. The heavy weight of fear made it hard for her to breath or swallow.
"Say so much as a word and your precious will be gone" the appreciation said in a pinching voice. Then it went back again behind Carl and licked his neck. Nadia was helpless and all she could do was force herself to nod in agreement. The moment she nodded the apparition disappeared. Nadia slid in the bed and pulled the cover right over her head curled into a ball and shook. Carl unaware of whatever had happened went back to sleep as usual.
In the morning everything that she remembered from the night seemed so bizarre that she thought it best to never bring it up. The last thing she wanted for herself was to make Carl suspicious of her past and her lineage.

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Domestic violenceDomestic violence

His dramas were smth which she always used to tolerate.
But this time around when things went over the line;she was bound to retaliate.
There was so much of hate,
That hatred became their relationship's defining trait.
Maybe something else was written in her fate,
Her heart was pounding away with a different rate.
Now that it was too late,
The wheels of their relationship were about to inflate.

A relationship based on immense hate and toxicity,
How could be there any specks of generosity!
He attacked her with great ferocity,
Such was his audacity.
Was struck hard but instead of surrendering she took the vase and knocked him down,
Continued by a gaze with a raging frown.

The worst are the ones who simply bear the violence,
But she was a strong lady who didn't took to silence.
Whether to live with someone or not it's your damn choice,
Just never be silent always raise your voice.
Take a stand for yourself or else the problem will persist,
It's only u who has to step up no one will be there to your assist.
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One bottle down i miss her
Two bottle down crying for her
Three bottle down she was with me near me only i can see her
Yes I'm addicted and happy with her
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Immortal Love

For as long as I'm near,
Kiss me all the way down the feet,
Sync my breaths with your heartbeat,
As I slowly disappear,
To a dark world far beyond the clouds,
A strange place where the demons reside,
Darling touch me for the one last time,
As I slowly slip away from beside.
One last thing I want u to promise me,
Don't u ever dare to cry while u miss me.
I wouldn't be there to pass u on the tissue,
And to give u my shoulder,
I want u to forget about me & move on,
Before the world gets older.
U could always feel my pulse along with yours,
Somewhere down below your heart,
That I've immortalized in u,
Not even the fate can do us apart.
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Blood blood ......I see you grow
Blood blood I see you flow
Blood blood you are hurt again
Blood blood you heal again
Blood blood you rise and shine
Blood blood you have been mine
Blood blood never be cold
Blood blood...Spread warmth as you grow old
Blood blood you are my invest
Bllod blood be good for surest
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Whatever I wish to say--
Often fall in my oblivious smile--
That you always read--
Like a book with torn out pages

(An old work)
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I love nights,
as I have irrigated them with my tears,
they know me more than anyone else,
they know my insecurity, pain, feelings and fears.

For years a question I insist
"After all, Why does the universe exist?
Why were we born?
Why tears fall when we mourn?
Why heart skips a beat on a reply?
Why does really there is a sky?
Where are we actually now?
On Earth. In the universe, But how?
Where does then this universe is?
Or everything is just an abysmal bliss..."
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If you touch water, it wets you
If you touch love, it burns you
If you touch friendship, it gets you
If you touch lust, it turns you

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Things which really scare me
Watching my own dreams digging my grave
Waiting your words to tear me
It sounds worse when you call my name

You should hear me clearly
I ain't here to playing again
The deep cuts which you gave me
Now those wounds giving no pain

Your 'Forever' make no sense
They can't be loyal? Make no friends
Call it rude but its self defence
I had a heart but it had no fence
Darkish thoughts are getting intense
Moon and stars ain't my reference
Trauma take place in my veins
Me and you got no difference

Some situations never end
Do care or don't pretend

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Scars

When they said scars don't define you,
And You asked me what they all meant,
I kissed every scar on your body,
Followed by a series of compliments

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Seperation

What are you separating,two people?
Or those memories you made?
Will the 2 parts still stay fresh and good?
Or will their best fade?
Will you separate that laughter too?
That we had together.
Who will get which smile to keep,
That we made since forever.
Will those memories get separated too?
In which we were one.
So now do we have to forget half parts?
Of the things we've done.
Physical things can be separated, 
But what about the hearts?
Where will you buy those scissors from?
That will cut the heartstrings apart.


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I was a free bird,
That enjoyed living free,
But your kisses made me realise,
How beautiful suffocation can be.




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#aarushi
Many a times, suicide is linked with cowardice. It may seem true on the surface, but has anyone ever given this topic attention?

As human beings, it's our tendency to save ourselves in the face of danger.

To those who call people who commit suicide cowards, would you ever put yourself in a situation where you know that the only way out is death?

I ain't saying that commiting suicide is an act of bravery, but it is just that we, as a part of the society, should just try to understand that there must have been some reason, the person chose death over life.

The Kitten

I saw a cute little creature,
Hiding behind a dense bush.
When I tried to get closer,
She terrified and ran in a rush.

I used to feed her many times,
She would eat the food
But when I get close,
She would run away hastily.
She was literally dramatic.

She lived with her mother,
Everyday, roaming here and there
Everyone passing by could hear,
Meow, meow, meow everywhere.

But now I hear no meow,
She has left this place,
Leaving all memories behind.

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I was a cageless bird,
That enjoyed living free,
But your kisses made me realise,
How beautiful suffocation can be.




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My hands around your neck,
Your hands around my waist.
Don't know how alone,
But together we look best.

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