She saw me and I was bare,all the hidden secrets of my soul flung out in the space and hung between us.©musingsatnight
Humare andar ek behrubiya haiBehrubia jo bahar nikal kechupke se chale Jana chahta haiPar behrubiya Jo nikal ayeTo andar chuppi sachai ko bhi dar rehta haiWo mil sakti hai Kya apne aap se kabhiBehrubiye ke bina to woh apne aap koEk jism jaisa mehsoos karne lagti haiJism Kapde ke BinaKya wo kabhi bhi tayaar hogi behrubiyeKo apne aap se alag karne ke liyeIs se main sochta hun buri aadaton ka apna fayda hota haiSachai saans le pa rhi hai Bina behrubiye ke toh shayad usse maut hin munasif hoti©musingsatnight
If only death alone feels like death, you can call it a good life©musingsatnight
Why not make the most of now than the promise of a future, of a thing that may not arrive?
#sleep #loss #heartache#writing #words
It's sad how sometimes a stranger you meet for the first time knows more about you than people who have known you for years.
When people are themselves, they're usually weird and when they're weird, it allows you room to be weirdly you too.
This is not the only place where you and I can exist together,nor are those other cities and towns. We will meet somewhere without boundaries, without bodies in dreams and awakenings.©musingsatnight
"Why don't I go into a deep sleep if I'm going to lose everybody I meet?", she asked.Even if you lose them, you will always have their memories. That's why you mustn't sleep.
She sat with her book while the sun colored the sky autumn between the palm trees.©musingsatnight
I could spend all my days reading words that I might never be able to say in the same way.©musingsatnight