Chetna Jha

Or some other being made you complete

Who told you

That your demons are all mean, you should feed some, and let a few live, let it breathe.

Who told you

To put a veil over your scars

And live with the shame it got so far

Who told you that everyone isn’t suffering

That a like, a comment or a filtered selfie made your life unique

Who told you, everything was supposed to make sense..

especially suffering…

Who told you to tone down your rage,

We all have monsters, living under our beds.

Who told you that you can’t be the sun, burn down, only to rise as a phoenix again

Burn like the sun, my child, for only you can bring warmth to those that told you to hide.

Who told you, that anger is not enough to keep you alive.

Who told you that God isn’t watching you taking every step, The creator, created this test

Who told you that you’re not lovable because you’re raw and humane

Who told you we are not all mad here..

Who told you to pretend till you can't anymore?

God is Certain.

the soul is not for sale.

Aur

Dil se kuch karna —

Dono mein bohot farq hota hai