Express! Or Not!

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The quite is not the presence of silence,

But it’s the absence of expressions.

And even when you’re not quite,

Those are the silences to be filled with the thoughts that can be truly expressed.

It literally eats us up when we can’t express what we’re feeling.

Like, when autumn leaves to welcome winter,

The leaves don’t fall for its arrival,

But they fall because that’s the only way they know, to express pain.

So, it is painful when you can’t express.

But to the ones who see you in the sweet pain,

You seem beautiful.

Because the thoughts you can’t express through words,

Sparkle through your eyes,

Reflect in your smiles &

Result in creative acts.

We may eventually get over these thoughts or feelings, without having to express them at all.

However, the beauty in it lies in the way they made us feel, which will stay with us forever.

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Thought Of The Day

Being judgemental is part of being human. Yet, being understanding is part of being a good human.

I Was Sixteen.

A POEM.

I was sixteen you see.
Wild & Free,
Always in a Hurry!
I met new people and old ones,
I found more liberty!
I got to know Love,
I was met with mistakes & glee.
There were times of sorrow,
but the bad times didn’t grow as trees.
Naive & Stupid, I was running all around,
With love & affection for enemies…
It’s okay though.
They were my friend at a point,
Now the point is an infinite line,
Intersecting with only time.
The power is now in my mind,
To feel more love & affection for the right kind!
I am not sixteen you see,
yet I know how I used to be.
I can still be the fearless SHE,
I just stop myself from feeling ME.
If I feel HER anymore,
I will again be wild & free.
Life will become easy,
That’s not an adult life you see.
You need sufferings to understand the psychology,
To feel the pain & hurt more than guilty.
To live as an adult & keep remembering,
What it feels like, to be sixteen.