Mind Conversations

Today, I am going to share how words have affected my life and how important I think they are. Believe me when I say that words have a way of sinking into the deepest parts of our hearts and mind and influencing the way we see ourselves and other people around us. Let me give you sincere examples; 1)Every time someone tells me now that I have pretty eyes, I smile - but I never forget how these same eyes had gotten me a lot of not so nice nicknames in the past. 2)Every time someone tells me I have great legs, I try to smile - but I never forget how I had always been told that I had footballer legs when I was younger. 3)Every time I try to make a decision and I have trouble doing it on time, the first thing that comes to my mind; is how someone once referred to me as flippant and nonchalant. 4)I remember the first time I tried my hands on something awesome, it was after a long call from a friend of mine. 5)I remember the first time I decided to participate in my first debat...

I'm being dragged Can't even explain it But I do not feel the same Don't know if the word is fagged The tears freely find their way Even though I can't remember being hurt Can one be happy and heavy both at once Because that's exactly how I feel today Well in a wrap that's how I feel today, wish I could put it in more words but I don't get it myself. So I'm going to stop ranting now and just wish myself a lovely day ahead, and same to you guys.

Of the wars we fought, and the ones we lost Of the nights we cried, over those that died Of the songs we sang, while in mourning for long Of our wives and kids, who were left behind to grieve. Of our lands which we watched, as villains came and snatched Of our men whom were felled, by the villains' swords they felt Of the animals we became, from the woes of wars we faced Of our hearts stripped bare, from the losses we couldn't bear Of our lands made wet, from the tears we daily shed Of the hearts left broken, and the lives that were taken Of the bloodshot eyes we saw, on the faces of our children-sore Of the homes we left, as we missed our children grow into men Of the joys that were stolen, from the homes that were broken Of the pain and scars, which till today have left their marks Of our backs which remain bent, from the long hour of toiling spent Oh If our tears could speak, these tales they would tell with ease

As I laid next to you pretending to be asleep I listened to your heartbeats; they told me you were awake Something was on your mind, that much I could tell You would tap me I knew…all I had to do was count to three Tap, tap… you did. That was fast – faster than I thought Coiling and twisting, I feigned unwillingness to wake Tap, tap… more determined you tapped even harder I turned to you and saw your face masked in pain I knew it, I knew it… a triumphant cry in my head If only I really knew, what I thought I knew You were sadder than ever, I had never seen you like this Finally you spoke, after numerous failed attempts And from your voice I could tell it took all of your strength “Am in love with another”, those five words pierced my heart Stunned to silence…I didn’t see this coming “Who is she?” I whispered, barely audible through my pain I wondered how her face was carved differently from mine or how her body was moulded in the loveliest of ways Pe...

One minute they are here, the next minute they are gone Life goes on we know, but deep down it still hurts I can't cry your tears, I can't feel your pain But I can close my eyes, and bow my head Take a minute silence and share in your grief To try to feel your pain, might be a waste of time But still I will try, because that's the least I can do Maybe if you were here, I could hold your hand Dry your eyes, and comfort you But since you're not, dear friend I pray That the spirit of God, that's sweet and calm Will fill your heart, with comfort and peace My words may do little or nothing, to soothe your pain But in my little words, dear friend I care And I long desperately to see again Those beautiful eyes, twinkling...full of love And I count every second until the day The sound of your laughter again rents the air Take heart dear friend, there's more of life to live Be strong my friend, tears don't heal...they make you ill Life is cruel, ...

I might not be the best you know But please give me a chance to grow If in my steps I sometimes fail It doesn't mean my boat will no longer sail So let your words to me be frail Not in their depths, but in their tone For this heart of mine, you cannot clone So don't break it please, this is my plea I try my best, if only you'd see Am putting my best into all my deeds I wish you'll take me in, tell me its okay And watch me grow, I can't do it in a day Love me as me...this much I pray Take the time out....by my side stay Then maybe I'll become the best you want And make you proud of me to flaunt Hold my hands, and let's together count Our successes and failu...

Beep...Beep...Beep... The sound of the monitor I was attached to greeted my ears, as I slowly made my way to consciousness. Gosh!!! my head felt heavy and the pain was so intense I found myself wondering if metal chunks had been placed inside. I had recently come out of a 2-week long coma just two days ago - or so the doctor had said. I had scarcely opened my eyes when I felt myself drifting back to sleep. I allowed a weak smile creep up my face, thinking I had hardly done anything besides drifting in and out of sleep for the past two days. "I wonder what they are pumping into me" I thought. Yes!!! At that instant, I willed my eyes wide open, that face... That face had been constant by my bedside, yet no idea who it belonged to. "Nurse...I think she just opened her eyes" "Dayum" I thought, what a voice to complement that face. Oh how I tried to stay awake, to linger on that face just a little longer....helplessly I blacked out. __________...