uncontrollable

the feeling of apprehension...the thought of being caught...the worry about everything cascading down....the minute the direction changed...it just happened, and now....... there's no stopping it.....

am still here

walking down the same streets
somehow it feels so different
random places
to be cherished always
holds so many memories
reminiscing them
brings out floods
uncontrollable thoughts
swirling in the mind
a blur in the horizon
a falling leaf
so many things are so special
a lot can change
but it still remains the same
it can bring out pangs
in that special place
lovingly given
cruelly torn
what it feels like is known
when broken beyond repair
when ripping out that part
with bare hands
seems so relieving

LoOk before you leaP

an ingenious friend of mine told me that" life is a painting without an eraser", and i realized how factual that one sentence is. this one statement continued to dwell in my mind. the mere truth that it expresses cannot be changed. if this is the reality, i wonder how, many of us can go on after doing something that wounded another being so much that the person gave up on life. do these selfish people want to take back their actions? are they remorseful and do they repent? if they had another chance will they be making the same decisions?
it would not be a waste to take some of your precious time to think about what you do. how you have or could hurt someone purposefully. you could be in the receiving end of this line, and then you would come to realize how huge the impact of just one or two words/movements could be. it could shatter what someone had endearingly built for that person's whole life. you cannot take back the foul words you uttered. cannot wipe away what you did, so think...and you'll come to know how vital that is....