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— Hajra A. Shaikh

People don’t know how hard it is to move on. They think that its a straight road that gets better with every mile, but they don’t know the path progressively gets steeper before it gets better. Imagine how would it feel just waking up one day knowing you won’t ever be able to talk to the person you thought you’d build your future around. To be precise, It’s like a cycle. You fell in love. You started to hope that your person would want you with the same excitement and passion as you. You started believing that being in love is the best thing ever, that everything will workout and that they are different. You started believing that this time It won’t be a temporary infatuation. And when everything does seem to be going well, you start to Pray that the two of you make it till the end, for it is the only way you’ll survive. Then one day, everything falls apart. Every bittersweet memory of your person starts to haunt you. You stop going to the places that made you feel home. You start asking yourself questions that why was the thing I held most dear, tore me apart in major ways?  Why is it that no matter which turn I take, it never seems to be the right decision? Why have my anxieties completely taken their toll on me, and why does this depression never seems to fade away? Is this all there’s left of me? Will I ever be happy?  That's when you realize that being in love maybe a good thing, but it never was the best thing ever. There are things above it, and there are things below it.. You start praying, again, that you find eternal peace whether it be in your isolation. You start praying that you get security whether it be in your loneliness. After weeks, months and even years of misery you start believing that these dark clouds will lift. I’m the one who put them there. So I have to be the one who has to let it rain all over myself, let it hurt until it will no more.. And one day the sun does shine right beside your window. its rays do somehow come to your room. That's when you start hoping again that you will survive, because after all this time you have survived. You assure yourself that now that I’ve found comfort and reliability in my solitude, its the most noble feeling ever. I can survive the most violent of storms alone, I can get struck by a bolt of lightning and still stand still, because I’ve been through worse, and here I am still breathing..

BRAMA I am a lovelorn heart  Screaming from mountains The remainder of An angry poem I wrote yesterday, And shaking you to wake you To make you See that I cry helplessly While I sit across you Stirring my coffee in circles Like the circles in my mind With my heart spread out Like a book across my face  Reading out tales of desperation And you sit across me  Stirring your coffee in circles Like circles of your charm  With the face of every ordinary day Like you can never feel my love Plastered onto you You see There is vacuum between us And All I ever say is lost In All that never reaches you This way I realise The vast expanses of nothing That stretch across continents Are nothing compared to those That stretch between things You feel for me. ___ #poetry #longing #love #paperandink #quotesandnotes #farawaypoetry #rupikaur #silverleafpoetry #penguinpoetrynyc #globalwordsmiths #writersnetwork #poetrytribe #writers_around #communityofpoetry #bleedingsoulpoetry #artlixirfresh #theliteralscript #madewords #omypoetry #posvibe #3amthoughts9 #poetsdaily #poemsporn_ #terriblytinytales #poetsamongstones #scratchedstories #uniquemixedquotes #igpoets #instagood #instadaily

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