The Deranged Thoughts Of A Girl

There are thousands of eyes, That talk about their tales, Their pains,their sorrows and The mysterious elation of mind. But none have I come across, Those large brown eyes that Spill out loneliness and affection, The usual craving for company Swept away by fierce solitude. He stared and stared without Revealing a tiny spectrum of emotion, His brushes, a huge contrast to The paucity of his beautiful eyes. Splashes of blue,red,orange, And I doubt myself deeply, For the deserveness to his palette, His hands in graceful motion, Making love with the slight breeze. The eternal glances of nature, I turn to,to find solace from The unwavering eyes of society, Has no meaning in embracing The peace I receive from two brown oceans. I stumbled back to reality, With the clattering of brushes, His hands dirty and mind devoid Of activity and the presence of a smile on his lips. He grabs his precious belongings, And prepares to leave, inviting Me to take a look at h

When you walk through your destiny barefoot, They will make love with the purity of the soil, And as a new life emerges out as beautiful as you, The beholders can dream as their wings prepare for flight, And when you take a step forward , Your feets cleansed with the strange affinity for survival, The nature does nothing but smile, And the wings that came to life will call out your name, And the smiles you brought on will light up with your caresses, And the fire that you ignited will burn gloriously, For the dreams you sow are the existence of life, As for your wandering soul, there is nothing more fierce. P.S. There is nothing more beautiful in this world than nature ❤️ Always had an affair with nature. P.S.S. This is one of my personal favourite. What the hell am I talking? I am praising myself? Wow, good going Lynn! 

Somewhere along that lonely road, I had a feeling that left me stupefied. A familiarity in all those slow steps I took, A shocking deja vu to your warmth. An undistinguishable euphoria had hit me, I turned back with a spectrum of hope, Only to be slapped back to reality. It wasn't the beautiful world of Calmness and happiness that I  Craved all night and day nor The easiness of a fathomable life. I found my solace in the uneven roads, That we walked together sharing tales. I fell in love with the muddy grounds, That ignites our faces with love. Today as I walk through these roads, Nothing feels the same unlike those moments that are scored in our hearts. It still felt like a warm home embracing The times of our lives but I wasn't invited anymore. P.S. I find abandoned places very aesthetic. P.S.S. For someone who is single, I write too many romance poems.

Something that has always troubled me and will continue to is depression. No matter how much I try to write about something happy and beautiful, the idea of  sadness always isn't far away. Maybe that's the realist in me talking. I hate her but still she's a part of me. So enough talk.  Here's a poem I wrote. I hope you take your time reading it. *CAUGHT* She ran out like she was on fire, Her tangled hair fighting the wind, Her clothes bravely covering her emotional nudity, Her eyes,still beautiful,had lost its sparkle, Her heart that had a death wish to fulfill. Caught between a step,she weeps painfully, A step forward to the peace she discuss, A step back to gather the strength to fight, She fights away her tears,for the step forward, Was the only way for this ordeal to end. She looks straight ahead,her eyes now lifeless, Her body remains numb as her heart beats fast, Her face looks pale and her mind deranged, She has her own rules now, a true war

Halfway through the journey I turned back, The uncertainity of my choices clouding my vision, "Will I do alright?", the question echoes and the answers are too vague. I promise myself I will bear it all the way through, But both my conscience and my heart knows I am terribly weak. I stumble around losing balance, I rise only to fall again, I look around and only see envy, "No!", I cry as I realise I will always stay in my shell of dreams. As my hands caress the surface of my lonely abode, And as my eyes envision the future I dread, I brush past a few cracks of light,a smile spreads as I break it open. For all I had to do was continue the journey, The journey of finding my voice.

This post is going to contain all the dreams and wishes I want to fulfil. So, I hope you got my reference to the genie ( I am so weird..:P). Okay, now lets start because its a looooong list.. 1. I want to take my mom to Delhi to see Taj Mahal . (With my own money...) 2. I want to celebrate Holi and Halloween. 3. I want to perform in a flash mob. 4. I want to ride in rhe rain. ( I love my sister for fulfilling my dream or unexpectedly fulfilling when we went for a ride in her scooter, even though the rain was unexpected.And we almost killed ourselves by becoming blinded by the rain.) 5. My lifelong dream is to visit Paris by my hard-earned money. 6. To dance and dance and dance all the time. ........................................ This was something that had remained in my draft for so long. I don't even remember when I wrote this but I am pretty sure I had  goofy smile on my face.  It actually tears me apart to know I don't even have these many dreams now ( althoug