Be Calm, Why The Anger ?
Be calm, why the anger ?
Be understanding, why feel out of place ?
Your legs crumbling, no need to tremble.
Your eyes stuck no need to grieve,
the marriage delays, the job decays, the failures unwanted.
all have to come since days are born to come and go and to a larger extent nothing can be done about what they bring or what they bid goodbye with
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Some say hope is a good thing, others all heartedly warn us against it. Country men , isn’t that life? that what frees some enslaves others and completely dismantles them out of existence.
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Your right, but feelings and moods change maybe sometimes you will realize that it was not shit.
guys
what does it mean if you hurt someone
and
you don’t feel anything
…
asking for a friend
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I waited for a "go, do it," but all that came was "boy, don't do it."
I waited for a "yeah, that's my boy," but all I heard was "shit, what you're doing is shit."
I kept waiting for their acceptance, until hope faded like the day into the darkness of the night.
And so, I accepted myself, invited myself, and cheered myself.
To say it right, the cake was baked by me, and eaten by me. Full stop.
There’s only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that’s your own self.
To stay alive is to decide to decide is to lose to lose is to gain to gain is to dance when what you have to casually do attacks and darling not many pursue life with such, guts
-lifepath
Better leave me undescribed,
stare at me,
and like a flower,
pluck what you want
and leave me to bloom for others.
Isn’t this what the world has become?
After all, writing isn’t the whole damn world. Fuck this writer’s block.
I’ll walk around, watch Béla Tarr or Andrei. I’ll call Joyce she never runs out of words.
Or I’ll sleep it off, because I refuse to let a blank page make me consider the unthinkable.
Compiling Mirthday feels like walking through a forest of thoughts, deciding which trees to let grow and which to prune. This book is my heart in prose and poetry—a map of solitude’s hidden trails. SOLITUDE AND LONELINESS, TIME AND CHANGE, INDETITY AND EXPECTATIONS, THE ABSURDITY OF LIFE, MENTAL HEALTH AND SOCIETY EXPECTATIONS all loom in atleast all the pieces i have so far collected .
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THEY SAY THAT the weak have no right to say no but, who affirms that there yes is not a NO ?
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