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6 years ago

I often have my own moments where I feel like I'm both the storm and the sea that rage all at once. Then a kind soul or comment will come and humble me into nothing more than a paused breath. Reminding me of my place in the shoal of souls that we are. We ebb and flow in and against the direction of all other people. If we all opened our hearts a little more than our egos. I think we could find ourselves in much better places.


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6 years ago

I know that my atoms are not mine and that they were forged in stars and scattered across the universe by their deaths. I know that I am a product of bunch of chemical reactions. I know that I will one day die.

I also know that I am more than sum of my parts. That my death, will only be in this body. I will decompose and become apart of everything. I know that my mannerisms will be inherited by those who loved me. Just I have inherited theirs. And I know if there is a afterlife my spirit will live on forever in love and kindness.

But that doesn't make this life any less worth it.


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6 years ago

“I don’t need you to respect me, I respect me.

I don’t need you to love me, I love me.

But I want you to know that you could know me,

If you change your mind.” – Rebecca Sugar’s “Steven Universe” (2019)

This is a simple message. But one of the most powerful ones you could and can ever learn. There are many of us who desperately need(ed) this. The message is this. There is nothing wrong with you and who you are. The person you are is worthy of love, respect, and kindness. Not only externally, like from friends, family, and other peers. But also, Internally, from one’s own heart and from the self. I know there are many people who have internalized dysphoria. And they’re restless, tossing, turning and struggling.

The problem is not inborn. It’s developed over a life time. A life time of expectations, and experiences that have lead them to believe that the person they are is not normal, or natural. (For whatever reason, be it the body, blood, mind or spirit or anything else for that matter) And therefore unworthy of grace, love and kindness. However, this is the thing that is not normal. Despite this it has become the standard. A lie, A fatal flaw that now reigns over lives. A single idea of confirming normality. Do not dehumanize your spirit. You do not have to justify your existence. We are not extensions of a society. Strike that reverse it. Society is an extension of us. And if you have felt in any way; ignored, harmed, slandered, disenfranchised or have been left with any other negative emotion, you are not at fault, you are not to blame. You have not committed a failure. It is the collective idea of “Us” that has failed you.

A Simple Message, A Thesis, A Conversation.

You are worthy of love.


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6 years ago

The faintest whisper of rain, and a distant clap of thunder. It is here that I find my peace. Underneath the weight of pressure changes am I released.


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6 years ago

Who knew feelings were this hard to understand, sort and satisfy.


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6 years ago

If you have a limited world you become content with mediocre often times worthless things.


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6 years ago

You are not a finished product. And no you will never be. You have to remember you often sow seeds you'll never see.


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6 years ago

It's midnight. And you have fallen asleep on the couch. I got the chance of feeling the warmth of your hair again. My love, I am sorry. I will love you for all the days I am blessed with. It is your absence I will ache with. It is with great pride I can say I have loved, and loved honestly.


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7 years ago

A car just came by and illuminated her face for nothing more than a breathe but in that moment I saw her. In her a beauty that has never before been rivaled or matched. My heart paced faster and my eyes watered and all I wanted was to have my hand on her face.


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7 years ago

Not even Poetry within all it's meter and form, within all it's unstructured beauty, can adequately capture you.

Night after Night I lie awake. Eyes closed; Mind spinning with Fractured Verses.


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7 years ago

You are like the flowers that bloom and blossom. Even their leaves scatter to the wind.


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7 years ago

Secondhand thrift stores

and animated movies

This is me; my Life


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7 months ago

The heart is supposed to fall

In love,

And for someone

But mine is quiet,

Still at it’s place

It doesn’t beat in sync with someone’s

But it beats for me

I’m not giving it up

But wear it on my sleeve

And treat it gently


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1 year ago

I take a photo with the old camera out of my mum’s drawer

A quick shot of life

One short silent depiction of how I view the world

I like the old films

Colours not too bright

I’m not good at photography either

Smudged pictures on 15mm

Too orange, too yellow, too bright

I like looking at people, like capturing how life is for them

I don’t like being near them

I like myself on black and white film


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3 years ago
It's True, Isn't It? Like On One Side These Memories Are There, Which We Want To Forget Because Of The

It's true, isn't it? Like on one side these memories are there, which we want to forget because of the pain they cause while remembering them. But on the other side they were created with the people who meant the whole world to us.

Even if they give us immense grief and refresh the old and untreated wounds, just because of that little bit of satisfaction of being able to have lived them, makes us hold on to them forever.

In the end, SATISFACTION succeeds PAIN.


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4 years ago

It’s just a matter of time

What is a matter of time?

The ting that goes on

and never ends?

In a matter of time

You see a sapling turn to a great big tree.

You see an egg hatch into a bird, chirping on that tree.

It’s only a matter of time- and,

you’ll see a million of changes around.

Your shoe doesn’t seems to fit you any long.

In a matter of time,

you start smiling

after when you were crying.

The world keeps changing around.

The period when you were a child has gone and

now you are young and much strong.

And you soon, realize, it’s just a matter of TIME...

-Vaishnavi Singh

Written by me. I just wrote that previous topic, to compliment this poem.


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