Those eyes that glimmer like a thousand stars when he smiles;
His smile is like a beacon flickering in a dark dark night beckoning you to come home…
To Singlehood
Having been a single woman for a year who has a free mind, free will, and all. Life has been running smoothly; free from troubles, free from toxic people; finally living in my own carefree world. Some people often mistaken single people as sad creatures, in our defense, all people get sad every once in a while, whether you are in a relationship or not, but that doesn’t mean our sadness is perpetual. I have reached the point in my life where I don’t need a man to define my value or existence. I am strong on my own and I don’t need a man to satisfy myself. I could bring myself in a cinema; I could buy myself food or even shower myself with gifts. I could be happy without depending myself with other people.
But at the end of the day, there are times that a sudden melancholy hits me off—would it be possible to find the right man for me? Why can’t someone love me like Noah loved Allie, perhaps like an Irah who was faithful to Ruth till his last breath, or maybe a Landon Carter who was willing to move heaven or earth for Jaymee Sullivan? It would be a pleasure to have John Tyree too who could be faithfully devoted even if we were miles away! Okay.. too much reading and watching Nicholas Sparks’ novels and movies. But of course, I wouldn’t mind having a Carl in my life who knew how to keep his promises; to grant my wishes of adventures even after I was long gone—Certainly, it only happens in the movies.
Just when you thought you are doing good at being alone, there would come a time when you feel this swell of loneliness, the crave of having a companion, attention, and affection from that someone.
That someone
That someone who has the most beautiful eyes;
Those eyes that glimmer like a thousand stars when he smiles;
His smile is like a beacon flickering in a dark dark night beckoning you to come home ;
The dark night that you thought was seemingly no end suddenly glistens;
illuminating the pathway towards him
For he is the candle light that will never melt
The flashlight that do not run out of battery;
For he, himself is the light;
His voice sounds melody in the ears
that could only calm the demons inside you;
His touch brings you shiver down the spine;
the sweet sweet sensation of his kisses causing the butterflies in your stomach to uproar;
For he is that someone who gives you a very reason to stay sane
You just know, it’s him
When the right time comes
Everything around you will be slow mo
As he is turning his back to face you
You would know that he isn’t just that someone; more than someone
To be or not to be, to go all in or to unwind and relax, we question our dreams, running in constant chase of our quests to come true, we are the ones who never sleep. Dreamers we are called, the ones who passionately strive in the endeavours of the best they could ever be, here is a letter to me, a letter to you. In the stride of embracing the best you have ever been, nurture your soul before the onset of the abundance in you that lies unseen.
Too bold, too much for your age, you are doing too much, how often have you heard these notions been used to describe you? As we tirelessly strive to achieve the next goal we have in our mind, we are often told that we are being hard on ourselves, to enjoy life a little. Life in its entirety passes by us in its dynamic flair, and the existence we envisage holds unique individuality to each one of us. The choices one makes for themselves belies them and them only, and t
My life is a mess and I have nothing to be grateful about! I witness myself say this phrase from time to time, where life plonks us into the desperation of ebb and flow of wilderness and things not going in our favour.
It is easy to say we are grateful and in complete balance when things are going well and life feels like the warm embrace of the sun shining on a Sunday morning. But the real test lies in remaining grateful and centred when life feels like spinning out of control.
While it is easier said than done, here are some reminders that might help you get through the days that feel like a burden –
1) This too shall pass, no moment in time that feels permanent loses its impermanence. We often lose hope when things don’t go our way and during these sad days, we should remember, that t
Our life unfolds in a succession of revelations of who we are. It is when we sit down and repeat the same sentence in our head over and over again, in every action we perform, every activity we indulge ourselves in, does it indulges into our existence as a habit.
The key to having a sense of liberation is allowing life to flow through, not forcing anything and more essentially not resisting change. I believe that our life improves in the direct proportionality of how often we are exposed to situations where are forced to challenge our age-old beliefs and counterfeited perceptions and seek the greater version of ourselves. When we get too comfortable in the comfort zones we build for ourselves, we do not grow into the people we are meant to be. Sadly most people embrace change only when metamorphosis is the less painful and only possible option.
The treacherous waters of existence hail in their stride,As the beauty of sailing against the winds uproars in its ride.Benevolence in its yonder stirs the mirth of the true,Navigating the turbulent waves, death and I had a rendezvous.
I sought the beauty of the light that was unseen,In the depths of my muse, I found my world within.Life in its flair, trudged me into the emblems of the dark,The dreams that perspired in the seed embraced their death,As it was time for a new quest to embark.
Quaint whispers that echoed in their gallant stance,The jeers that surmounted the uncertainty galloped in their dance.Silencing the wind, bestriding the fall,I plunged into the entirety of my endeavours that call
Love is the purest emotion one feels towards themselves and another individual. While the expression of love can vary in its entirety from one person to another, the care we hold for the ones we love shares an undeniable impact on how we forge our perceptions of interpersonal relationships. The way we communicate our feelings to someone also says a lot about how we are wired, the method of conveying our affection to our beloved ones is called a love language. You may express affection to the one you love regularly, but do you take the time to ensure that you are communicating it in the way that the other person prefers? Even love can become lost in translation when two individuals speak different love languages.
Ever acquainted with the phrase that the world that you exist in, the life that you embody dwells in the perception of the stance you hold for yourself. The beauty and the tragedy of life is that it is as beautiful as the optimistic lens of perception and as ugly as the pessimistic view of your being.
The strive of our endeavours and the constant effort to achieve the next massive milestone often drive us to the edges of insanity, to be in the consistent light of greatness we lose sight of the great strings of joy that bind our existence together. To be the best we have ever been we must be mindful of the best we are. Coinciding in the traps of negativity and yet claiming to be the best version of yourself is a blinding truth that lies to only
I breathe in the sauntering air that collapses my being,I breathe through the crevices of my existence unseen.Uncertainty in its yonder strikes in bolt on the scars that nobody sees,Redemption that loves, redemption that is free, find me in the depths of my poetry.
Tales of lust ridden in smeared touches that belie,Entreated with envy, the visions of victory lie.To be or not to be in a question that yet lies,For I yearn for a world where fond passion never dies.
Enclasped in the cage of the deemed duty,Bounded in her vows, she forgot she was a thing of beauty.In a realm we live, where amour in its truth fails to stand tall,She, tired of her existence, submerges herself into the beauty that her dreams enthrall.
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