Note to self.


Will people understand me? My words? Will they read me? What will they feel? Relatable or unrealistic? These questions cross my mind every now and then. I don’t want to live the kind of life, everyone around me are living. Scheduled, timed and monotonic to be glued to specific boundaries and limits. I don’t want…

☆☆Awakening…!!☆☆


Triggers unwinding my soul, Clearing the all visions, That was formed. Gushing bloodstream, Cleansing the core, Negations drowning, In some pure decor. Feeling of realistic, Feeling acknowledged, Untying the knots out, Steeping to the shore. Bagging the past, Damping in the land, Let the pureness engulf me, Enriching by it’s lawns. It’s making me pure,…