blatherskite

To feel numb is a familiar home I’ve accommodated with.I keep twisting words, hoping it would lead me to a solution,yet I find no escape from within. It slowly sinks inside me,knotting me up and dragging me down,burying me alive under my thoughts. It unravels me inch by inch exposing my soul to this burning heat of numbness.With this numbness, focusing becomes a blurandmy mind wanders a million…

I often bury immense emotions onto little words, and sometimes they often go on display like dust from an old book abandoned on a shelf. -a.d.

A morning within walls,dreaming of feeling the fresh air.Singing by the window – yellow and black pitching in a happy tune, fled with open wings within the breeze tohome.Watching it like a movie placed on atheatre screen, the window beheld a story. Wasn’t it hard though? To watch thewhole world through windows?Eyes shut, gratitude heaved down the heart with utter gratefulness for the hands…

When you are lost sailing on the sea, a star will always guide you back to a surface. -a.d.

Sat by the shore,winded a song in silence,stroked thousands of thoughts as one.Looked at infinite stars binding time into space,as it created universes of its own.Parallelized and paralyzed two lives apart,but hearts as one.I flew paper planes into the breeze,hoping it would land safely onto your land. -a.d. <<< -Action->>>

What we do today reflects on what we want in future. -a.d.

Blasting music as the road,displays a path with an endlessjourney.I drive, fearlessly,not bothered of the darknesschasing,driving meters away.the lights blind thepast, erasing the roadas the car steers forward.A light turns off andanother in front illuminatesa spotlight, displaying thisroad of paradox.Turning sideways, on the rearview,headlights blind me,baffled; a battle of light and…

-A blanket of thoughts-

Frozen with a heart of dreams, I lay awake – numb and lost, jumbled with so many thoughts winding up me like a blanket, I slowly breathe the numbness out. -a.d.

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-What is Fear?->>>

Inked onto a blank scrap of paper, giving life, I inhaled and exhaled life.

The voice was slowly let out through me as I reflected those in words.

I’ve been trapped both in mind and soul. Now, through this paper. Uncage me , I’ve been meaning to live a life through air and be breezed out by a voice.

Uncage me, I’ve been meaning to change lives.

I’ve aged being trapped, I’ve disappeared…

Climbed through hills and crossed rivers, though nothing could stop the journey of succeeding, not even time. -a.d.

-The Lock-down Tag/ Promote your blog-

Hey there all, hope you are all doing well and being safe. I have been nominated for “The Lock-down Tag” (yay) by Manoj Mehra, an awesome writer out there. Please do check his site and follow him. 😄 (https://believestrong.wordpress.com/author/manojmehra2610/)

So before I jump onto the rules of this award, I want you all to know that, each and everyone are nominated for this award, so feel…

To be free yet to be trapped, is not freedom. -a.d.

-The Color Within Me-

I stood there, on the streets of flooded human, with neon and glitters painted on my face. I stood there, covering my identity, waiting to ask people, “What color do you see in me?” And I wondered, would it be the numerous outlines I have drew with colors of blinding lights, or would it be my real colors, binding me alive? Look at me now, under that darkness of neat moon light lingering its spotlight on me.

The world was revolving slow, as he laid there on a bed of grass, watching the birds fly. He was slowly letting go of everything that captured him lifeless. He was letting go of the pain he used to feel whenever voices of judgements would strike past him, wounding him deeply.

Slowly breath by breath, he was letting it go. Calm and composed, nothing but just him and his soul keeping company in…