An Orange Cloud

  20th February   This is gonna be a leave letter Because I'm leaving your heart And I'm never coming back So imma leave this at the door   I started with a blue ink Ended with a black Like my heart with a red Ended dark   Started with the address Then hesitant at the name Cuz I don’t know who you are anymore   Door number Apartment name I know where you live But I don’t know if I can see you there   Because You seem to be changing Changing lives   You seem to be changing Changing smiles   Half the time I don’t know if it’s the same old you I fell in love with   Anyways, I wrote down the address From the piece of paper you passed to me In the class during a test You were ready to face the worst   Passing notes in secrecy To passing time dreaming your exit   Now it’s time for the subject The core of the letter   I write “leaving for the best” ...

A dream come true, When you said I love you too   It was a dream come true, When you wanted me too   Clouds in the air Skies so pink and blue Cheeks crimson red You got me blushing till the end   I remember loving you Since the day I first met you. Alas the day before we met, My eyes loved what they saw   Too young to name the feeling, Too young to be scared, Too young to think anything, Too young to love.   So all of this is a dream come true, Walking down the aisle, so beautiful, Was I day dreaming? Or was it you, looking like a daydream?   Words coming out of my mouth, I wrote the script 10 years back, All the things I wanted to tell you, Once you become mine and I yours.   All the things I held back, I can now say them looking into your eyes, Oh, your beautiful caramel eyes.   Your love now Is all I wanted before, All I dreamt of, All I could think of.   You l...

I feel sick Again.   The weather changed Again.   I got tired of life Again.   I cant sleep Again.   I cant focus Again.   I cant walk   I cant breathe   I cant talk   I cant stop                                                                           zoning out Again.   I cant not forget   I cant not not remember   I cant not be sad   I think and feel and its                 All very tedious       I think again   I forg...

  1-2-22 Cute, smart and pretty That’s how people describe me It just makes me sad how people Don’t compliment my personality   It’s depressing. Maybe there isn’t anything To compliment about me, Other than my beauty.   I honestly don’t think I’m beautiful I’m a shallow person with depression I am not emotionally stable And definitely not mentally   Hoped things would change By the coming days.     My first day at my new school Turned out to bring my worst Insecurities out to the front When I met you.   I met you And I could feel The jealousy in me brew And I hated you.   You were so cheerful and friendly You made me smile so quickly With your charming personality I liked you more than me   I forgot my worries When I was with you.   I never really hated you I hated you because I couldn’t be you I just couldn’t admit that I hated me So I blamed you for everyth...

  Heyyy!! Sooo, it’s been exactly 2 years since I started this blog. 2 WHOLE YEARS. Where did all the time go?   Sto-rini- 16 Trail Of Thoughts- 20 I remember being so uncertain about this yet so confident. Uncertain because I know I won’t get many views and confident because I can do whatever I want since I won’t get many views. Well that wasn’t the case after all. In the 2 years of posting I have gained about 3300+ views combined and more than 60 comments and almost 30 followers!! This means a lot to me. I love this.   Well, enough sentiments. I made up a list of things I learnt in the past 2 years. Let’s get unpacking!   1.          Consistency   Maintain a posting schedule and follow it. No matter what. Always post on that day. My posting schedule is to post thrice a month, every ten days. At first, 2 years ago, I wanted it to be once a week. But I took a step back and decided to be more lenient with myself. And I’m so thankful I did...

  I think I’m a parasite I’d be good at everything you want me to be   If I try my level best I’d be able to accomplish   But what do I really want to be doing? What do I want to be, truly speaking?   If I try, I can do it But do I really wanna do it What if I don’t like it After I complete it? What if my life in this Would be favourless ? What if I try my best Just for it to be hated By me in the future? And the future’s so near.   If I try, I’ll be who you want me to be But what if it’s not what I want   What if I don’t need a stable bridge What if I’m truly adventurous What if I want to have fun?   Sitting behind a desk Typing jumbled letters With more jumbled ones What if this is what I want?   Behind the screen With slow music feels With an half eaten chocolate And friends few texts away With pens all around the table And half eaten snacks beside ‘em And opened te...