mindtraveller

A wanderer in my own mind

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  • mindtraveller 1w

    If only there is a single word to describe all of it.

    P.C:Pinterest

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    Trying to find the right words to reflect on how I feel about you
    its boundless
    summing it in a single page will not be justified.


    Each time I penned it down,this pen of mine bloomed flowers with a scent as pure as the love I have for you.
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  • mindtraveller 2w

    Is it wrong to be human?I guess not
    Is it wrong to feel every inch of irritation till tears flow down your cheek?The answer is no.All of this will make you realise at some point of time that life will continue to be like this. Let it sink in,feel every hurt,every failure, every messed up situations. Let it settle,cry out loud.Then you will realise the burden you're carrying is unnecessary trash and you will let go of it eventually.
    (You might as well laugh at yourself for all these things and shake it off)
    #whatif

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    What if I can shield away every word you shoot at me
    if the words get reflected back, will you still say them out loud?
    will they pierce through your frail bones like they did to mine?

    What if I can move forward without any of the heavy burden I let myself carry
    On most days I shake it off
    Somedays I take the burden of your words and put it on my back

    I wish I could leave it completely but I'm still human
    I feel. I let it get me. It is hard to pass by as light as a feather
    No matter how hard I try to convince its pointless, its like placebos to the soul.
    But once you let it sink and let it settle,you will eventually get over it. Unknowingly,you will let go of the burden.
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  • mindtraveller 2w

    I am green,dangling from one of their branches.
    I am perennial to a very few, bearing the wind gust,the thunderstorms of heavy rain.I'm with them when the pleasant breeze greeted a hello and the rainbows painting their sky with its colour.So here we are,standing tall and green admired by many for the bond that kept us strong.
    To most of them,I am the autumn leaf.I disappear only to be found again in the season of green.
    And then there are those branches from which I had
    already been wrinkled,golden brown making my exit from the limited lifetime that binds me to their roots.I disappeared from the site with a rustle, crushed by the pedestrians and swept away by the wind to a new journey that awaits.

    I am one of the many leaves on your branches.I am and will be just one of the those that are already there on your branches as well as a leaf others don't want to shed.
    But I am a leaf.I will be drifted to new branches throughout.This cycle of mine continues.


    #storyofaleaf

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    I am green,dangling from their branches
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  • mindtraveller 2w

    #opposites
    I am both the fire and the ice.

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    Plunge into the depth of the being that I am.

    There's a fire of passion blazing
    mesmerized by the power it have to
    light the path to follow the heart's desire.

    The esoteric side you don't want to see.
    the fire encircles a gargantuan peak of the ice freezing the hands of those who dared to touch it.
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  • mindtraveller 3w

    Its not a click,it's the layers that unfolds with time to see the bare soul.
    I'd walk a thousand miles, a thousand times to get to you over and over again♡

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    A click

    The love as warm as the winter's sunrays
    serene like the stars blazing in the night sky
    tender as a newborn's touch.

    You are the ocean of joy that overflows.
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  • mindtraveller 4w

    I wish letting you know how i feel is as easy as you think it is.I want to get this off my chest its a heavy burden to carry when it just appear out of the blue but How am i supposed to tell you whats wrong when i am so unsure of what is troubling me.

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    "What is wrong?"
    I don't have the answer to this simple question.
    Some words are left unspoken.
    No,not that i do not care but because some words don't surface.
    They twist and twirl inside my head till they make no sense.
    Is it just an illusion?I don't know.But all i know is what I felt was real enough to shatter me.

    "It will be alright"
    I know it will. I will let it sink and it will go away.
    Just let me be for the time being
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  • mindtraveller 4w

    My soul finds shelter in these simple things.Everytime I hit rock bottom,my soul seeks for a shelter to calm down and heal the wounds and honestly,i have the perfect shelter to balm my soul.
    •Simplicity can work wonders•

    #shelter

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    A
    book to rest my chaotic mind
    table of food to lighten the mood
    sip of sweetness to dissolve the bitterness of life
    pen and a paper to clear out my thoughts
    chit chat with my sister and my bestfriend to lift the gloomy cloud
    call from the one i love
    view of the serene sky to remind how small my problems are
    sleep to temporarily leave my reality behind.

    ~The shelter to my soul.
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  • mindtraveller 5w

    It has painted my sky with different shades of colour(which i believe it will continie to do so).
    The darker shades which momentarily turned my canvas into a dull art but with the sands of time slipping i can see they blended perfectly with the colourful shades making my canvas of life a well balanced one.
    Silly me i tried to erase the darker shades or cover them up which i miserably fail to do so.Now i realised it was suppposed to be that way,its supposed to stay there so the balance won't tip off.
    I see the beauty glowing and shimmering with years passing by.
    •|I must say,my canvas of life painted by the universe,like fine wine,it gets better with age|•♡

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    I see beauty in the way the universe is weaving my story.
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  • mindtraveller 5w

    Sanity above the azure clouds
    The sky painting its beautiful shade of colours
    gentle serenity is what i see when i gaze at the sky.
    The wind of faith was pushing me to take the leap
    There i was flapping my wings in the place where i belong!
    The breath of air up above is solace as could ever be
    leaving the chain of humdrum cities,the never ending busy life, the opinionated people, the old faces,the baggages of life.

    I opened my eyes only to know i was dreaming.
    If and only if i had wings.
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    If and only if i had wings
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  • mindtraveller 5w

    The petals basking on the sun,reflecting the purest,golden old soul.So fragile,you don't want to be hard on them fearing they cannot withstand the touch of nature's downpour.The blanket of green leaves wrapping its huge warmth around what seemed like a delicate flower.But they only see the outer fragile beauty she chose you show.
    Obscuring the foundation she was made of.Her roots seeping from the tiniest of cracks of the unshakable rock, keeping her roots strong enough to with stand the storms yet the delicate part of her,still radiating the grace she carries.She's a wild flower blooming her grace in the cliff of uncertainties.

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    She is a wild flower blooming her grace in the cliff of uncertainties.
    ©mindtraveller