I miss you.. I wanna hold you in my arms, touch your face, embrace you, kiss you and just lay beside you.. stating at you- seeing how beautifully my love has been created. I wanna keep you head on my lap and caress your hair because you're my precious baby. I wanna make you feel loved. I wanna hold your hands.. your protective hands; and keep my head on your solid chest- somewhere I feel so safe. I wanna feel your breath on my face as you lean in to kiss me. I wanna feel your skin as we cuddle. Thank you for letting me in your life, for trusting so much that you tore down all the boundaries. I'm grateful, i truly am, and always will be that i met you, that I got to know you. Hopefully there are a lot more years to go and a lot more good memories to share. I love you, I really do. These aren't mere words but my soul torn open right in front of you. Thank you for respecting every inch of me, for correcting me when i was wrong and for protecting me. I love you
Life is so uncertain. You never know what is gonna happen next. You may die any time and you'll never know when it's gonna happen. You may be halfway through a book and you'll never get to know the ending or you might go out on a walk and never come back... But your room looks as it did when you left.. That unmade bed, that pile of clothes on the chair, or your books in the corner.. you just die in middle of everything... And you never know this is the end so cherish every moment life offers you because.. once it's gone, it's gone. Be nice to people.. you never know if it's the last time you see them.. hug your frnds a little tighter.. you never know if it's the last time you hug them... The point is.. enjoy what life offers you and don't worry about the future because that's something you know nothing about. What you have is the present. ~ Anshika Bharti
"Do i matter? Do i mean anything To anyone at all? Who am i? What is my worth? Am i just a tissue That you use and throw. Keep me till u benefit from me Then ignore." Hidden behind that happy face Is a heart breaking Into pieces. While u complimented their smile You ignored the pain hidden beneath. A heart so fragile, Which breaks so easily. Eyes that cry, Over seemingly little things. So many words So many emotions Waiting to be expressed But muted by the silent cries That shriek loudly within. A jolly person Trying not to break down every minute. A kind soul Waiting to be picked up And embraced Assured that everything will be okay. A pretty smile Concealing the scars. And a brave heart Trying not to fall apart. You don't know What goes on in someone's mind So be a little kind. You don't know What pain is hidden Underneath that smile So be a little kind. Loving ain't hard Caring ain't tough A small act of kindness Could mean so much. People treat you like crap; Love yourself For only you can keep your heart content. You know what you want So be "the one" for yourself Solitude is blissful So cherish it Enjoy it. Give yourself some time, Be a better version of you. Colour yourself differently, In a new, Better hue. For when the heavenly orb Doth rise again Shall you see what you really are A person so beautiful Even with all the scars. You have a story Waiting to be heard. Let your sadness fly away Like a little bird. Then behold the masterpiece That you are And admire the beautiful piece of art.
That girl she just keeps quite But her mind is always soaring in flight. She observes, but never speaks The way the sunlight through clouds creeps. The way the mountains are illuminated Or how beautifully this sky has been created How the water turns iridescent How the branches of trees twist and bend.
When the world sleeps, she stares at the moon She thinks about how her life is a boon. When the sun shines in the afternoon She feels like a butterfly outta her cocoon.
She's the type of girl who gets lost in books Away from the world in corners and nooks. The words- they entice her Everything else just seems so dull and blur. And she dances away with the letters With her imagination growing feathers.
From all the worries her mind is freed When through her pen she lets the ink bleed. Graphemes are where she hides her thoughts Pages are where her imagination floats.
She's not weird as people say She just sees the world in her own, unique way.♡