In its Place Where Everything Belongs

Take me back, where everything was quite and lonely, but not felt. take me back, where everything was new and gloomy, but unknown. take me back, where everything was empty and desired, heartbroken. take me back, When everything seemed like an adventure, but nothing seemed to fulfill. take me back, When people seemed like people, and not like monsters. take me back, When everything made no sense, but gave tranquility and serene. take me back, For everything is now gone, as I wait for something new to come, optimistic. - ThinkerInkedOut

Here's another take on Positivity Most of you'll have already heard of the Power of Positivity and its ways of healing. But for those who haven't tried the path of positivity, it's high time you'll start. One positive thought overcomes and banishes thousand other negative thoughts. The power of positivity is much more versatile and stronger than any other measure of a negative thought. Anything, anyone or any place life takes you, it's to test you. This life we're living has no concrete meaning behind it, we're just lunatics trying to master the art of living and finding the real reason behind life and living. For me, there's no real meaning to life, cos it is up to us to define life in our own ways. We are supposed to give ourselves and others the meaning of life. Always remember, Life is always now . Do not lose your clarity and focus towards life. And if you do, simply use the power of positivity, it really works. There'...

Overwhelming with goosebumps, Fixating on the beats I hear, Pacing up with the bass and treble, Carrying my mind, my body and soul, Till eternity and beyond. My soul lightens and my mind frees, I dance my legs and breathe out,  As I say to myself, " If lose myself tonight, It'll be by your side ." My ears fade in and out, My eyes blur into silhouette, As I gaze into infinity, I see a maze, with no end, But wait a minute, That's because I just smoked some purple haze.

Time warping into space and galaxies, Gushing my way through existence and human mortality, Here I come, With no objects in the way, Mind with no possessed thoughts or knowledge.  As I push deeper into darkness, I spread my wings with politeness and mediocrity, Brainstorming with no captivity, Into my parallel universe, Where I don't exist, But feel, e l a t e d & c a r e f r e e.

Many many days ago there comes a flower in my life, as she stays there, growing and blooming in her vase, she tries hard to shower her essence on me, as I, hard as a shell, don't give in. One fine day, came a night, magical above all, that made that flower bloom like never before, for that flower wasn't hers, but mine. Together we both grew tall and bright, as the sun never faded away to dull our shining, or to even gloom us on rainy days, although we withered and fell off a few times, but ain't that a tiny part of life. Time flew by, She evolved in many colors and shapes, As I just watched in admiration, not knowing that I may have grown too. For I was enchanted under her magical spell of love and kindness, I was blinded by the city lights, but not to her colors of her inner shadows. Our surroundings were too complicated, but we dwelled through the misery and drought, and swallowed the pain away, for we k...

We're all are a little crazy in our heads aren't we? We're all aspiring to be something, to finish that to-do list or complete that bucket list you made. But yeah i guess life still goes on and we keep dreaming and doing the little things in life that matter, things that need to be done. Life isn't something you've forcefully got to do, its something you've earned to do. Birds, plants, animals and all the other living things are all living life with you, its just that they have their own purpose and own motto in life , but we humans treat it differently. We judge life and try defining it by giving a meaning to it. There is no meaning to life , there is no reason to live life , there is no way of living, its just that we've been born in this world to be someone, or to be someones somebody. But again, who am I to talk about life with mediocre experience and a half headed state midnight judgement call? Heh. We just have to keep moving and keep livi...

"If you know the language, you know the people." - unknown Well obviously.  People are strange and so is their language. When you hear another person speak another language it may fascinate you and humour you at the same time. The local language shows you the inside trade, the marvels of human thinking, the hot gospels of the curry being cooked or even the art of human individualism.  The language is important, if you're an alien to that place then your vision and perspective is different. That's you learn a side of it, by judging and observing the traits or by the doings of human beings.  And to learn the other 'side' of it you must learn and stay. Only knowing the first side will open the key to another, of learning the language.  If you happen to stay or work in that locality, you begin to learn and grasp various things around you, the way everything works. By language I don't only mean the 'A b c' I also mean the expressions, the hand movements...

The person who I talk to isn't there. The person who I share with isn't there. The person who I blend and mend with isn't there. Where is that person? Is that person hiding? Or locked up? Only that person knows, not even god. Why doesn't god know? Because God doesn't want to know.  Some things aren't meant to be said, done, watched, heard. These few things can change our lives for ever.  Every 'thing' has a soul & every soul has a meaning and a existence. A soul can define you, make you and break you.  A soul is stranger, even your soul is a stranger, not completely though.  Take time to figure yourself and your soul. Judgement day is nearing. Do your deeds, fill the needs.  I believe in balancing out things. Not much of everything, not little of something. I'm bipolar in a different way.   Now back to the person... That person who I talk of is not really a person. That person is me. That person is soul. A soul I d...

What if I don't want to get motivated?  What if I like the darkness, the unmoving of the body, the countless thoughts, slow and boring music which makes no tune, rhyme or sense? What if this is how it is and making it better would actually make it worse?  I don't know what to do in and with life any more,  Cos What if this life we're living, is a dream in disguise..?

It's only humans, only humans are like this.  Are animals like this too? Humans are disgusting, I'm disgusting.  We all are like rotten apples, left in a rat hole to eat and die. We are filthy, we are sly, we are demonic, we are cursed.  Being fake is our trait and doing. unintentionally.  We give and we give, but we are humans. We tend to think and perceive the 'the return', even though we say ,"I give but I don't give in turn to recieve something." We say "I don't judge people" , well bitch we all do, we're just so fragile and lazy to admit it.  I believe we are one, equal. But our skin colour matters, and the place we come from matters. Cos we are eventually humans, we tend to make situations and surrounding like this. The environment we plant is eroding with the odour we wear in ourselves.  Humans suck. Humans are aliens themselves and amongst us.  Learn how to love yourself before you can love anything or anyone. So my question is.. ...