Posted in Acceptance, Change, Life, People, Poem, Recovery, Story, Uncategorized, Untold, Words

My Recovery

I don’t want to play this game no more
I don’t wanna play it
I don’t want to stay ’round here no more
I don’t wanna stay here
Like rain on a Monday morning
Like pain that just keeps on going on

Look at all the hate they keep on showing
I don’t want to see that
Look at all the stones they keep on throwing
I don’t want to feel that
Like Sun that will keep on burning
I used to be so discerning

And I can hear the choirs keep on singing
Tell me what they’re saying
And I can hear the phone
It keeps on ringing
I don’t want to answer
I know that I used to listen
And I know I’ve become dismissive

In my recovery
I’m a soldier at war
I have broken down walls
I defined
I designed
My recovery

Keep soaring,
Keep song-writing, my recovery.

–James Arthur

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Posted in Dream, Favourite, Life, People, Random, Smile, Story, Uncategorized, Untold, Words

All That Matters

Therein happens something that hits you hard enough to unfold all your insecurities, makes you feel special about yourself swiftly. Something worth that moment, that place, which you ponder later on to revisit, to rejoice. Something that makes you raise all above the world, ahead to your own paradise. Something that clings very close to your heart, may it be the burden or the ease. Something that fights your lonliness and embraces you fondly. Something that is surreal yet so real at the same time just as when the stars align itself. Somewhere, sometime, something happens and it is everything.

Posted in Favourite, Her, Hobby, Life, Love, Memory, Music, MyPlaylist, People, Poem, Random, Smile, Songs, Story, Uncategorized

Loop (w)hole

I am kind of obsessed with my possessions, my people, my belongings to an extent that I do not want others to know and celebrate my favorites. But then when you are so proud of them, you need the world to awe them with jealousy. And here goes my on the loop playlist that consumes most part of my day. I am being thrifty having to consider various factors while designing this, as I blindly approve every work of some of my very dear artists(ARR, Ed, Lana to be precise) in the list out of unconditional love.

Naan Varuven, Naane Varugiren, Hamma, Avalum Naanum, Azhage Sugama, Vellai Pookal, Aaromale by ARR (Tamizh)

Unnakena Maele Nindrai, Sundari by Ilayaraja (Tamizh)

Eleanor Rigby, While My Guitar Gently Weeps, Martha My Dear by The Beetles

Suspecious Minds, Heartbreak Hotel by Elvis

Always by Bon Jovi

Firefly, Give me Love, Thinking Out Loud by Ed Sheeran

Madness, Aftermath, Unintended by Muse

Without you, Dark Paradise, Maha Maha by Lana Del

You Rock My World, Dangerous, Bad, Whatever Happens by MJ

Fix You, Magic by Coldplay

Truely Madley Deeply, Irresistable by One Direction

Distance, Lonely, Human by Christina Perri

Stone Cold, Without The Love by Demi Lovato

Depressed, Her Song by Eminem

Come and get it, Who Says by Selena

Little Me, Good Enough by Little Mix

Sugar, Maps by Maroon5

Our Song, Teardrops on My Guitar by Taylor

1000 Times, Gravity by Sara Bareilles

Here by Alessia Cara

Ghosts, Lying To The Mirror by Aplin

Interlude by London Grammer

And the list and my heart as well will go on and on 😊

Posted in Life, People, Poem, Story, Uncategorized

The End

It is the wisest consolation you can give your wounded heart. To free urself from the unwanted heaviness. For the new beginning and for exploring the different you, you have to allow a path for ‘The End’ to happen at its own course. And it will allow you to find your peace and happiness, from a different perspective.