kavyaraja

I won't try to be positive. I will try to be a human full of all emoticons in your keypad. Author of "Love Shades by Kavya Rajendran".

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  • kavyaraja 1w

    You are right when you call me a negative person.
    Because I would rather be in a coffin than be in a cage.
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  • kavyaraja 1w

    It's noiseless.
    It's always subtle.
    In the process of making a girl into a woman.
    Assuming as if her body and mind is made of substance prone to be manipulated.
    It's cruel yet normal.
    Widespread yet opposing it, is a rebel.
    (One day, I truly wish that there would be a rain of fire scorching through the hearts of those who see humans as nothing but objects.) P.S: Forgive the anger. I can't help it.

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    I am not made of clay.
    How dare you claim to re-make me from scratch?
    Sincerely, girl from your family.
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  • kavyaraja 1w

    You expected me to grow.
    But not to outgrow of what you have taught.
    You cut off my wings and said that you were just protecting me.
    And you wonder why I never laugh out loud?
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  • kavyaraja 2w

    To scream is such an uncivilised act.
    So I chose the silence.
    Yet I try to make sense through these words.

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    Many still think that any decision solely taken by woman in a household will be stupid, uncalculative and arrogant.

    Any decision can be stupid, uncalculative and arrogant.

    Why women though?
    Is it about dominance or ego?
    Or does the society fear that it will fall apart if it becomes equal?
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  • kavyaraja 3w

    Maturity lies in somewhere between not hating it and learning to love it.
    Giving anything a try, something that you are not experienced with, isn't so bad as in your head. Just keep that in mind.

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    At some point, you have to let go.
    It won't be your choice.
    But you won't hate it either.
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  • kavyaraja 4w

    I don't have to explain why I am hurt.
    Because if I have to, then what we have or have had, is just plain stupidity.
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  • kavyaraja 4w

    I know that I didn't say this to myself.
    Nor anyone has.
    That's why I am telling you.
    You will see that whatever you are going through will be fine one by one.
    Day by day.
    I just want you to trust on this.
    Not on me.
    Not on yourself.
    Just this.
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  • kavyaraja 4w

    I know that I didn't say this to myself.
    Nor anyone has.
    That's why I am telling you.
    You will see that whatever you are going through will be fine one by one.
    Day by day.
    I just want you to trust on this.
    Not on me.
    Not on yourself.
    Just this.
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  • kavyaraja 4w

    Look at me and that's all I would want.
    Not the poems.
    Definitely not promises.
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  • kavyaraja 4w

    I think it can.
    It did for me.
    When I was as innocent as a dew on daisy, I felt familiar in being someone else's.

    To feel at odds with my own skin, when I dared to accept the reality that that person won't be in my reach ever, it had happened.

    It didn't stop.
    In a way, it's still there, with the part of mine I had buried outside one day with my own hand.

    And now and then, I grieve for what has gone and can never return.

    Through words, sometime.
    Because it's much easier than to carry on that grief into my bed in the nights.

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    Is it possible to feel that you are not in your own skin?
    Can love, the one that you can't catch hold, do that to you?
    ©kavyaraja