acyoucan

[acyoucan]

I wake up in strange places . Breathing heavily in desparate attempt to survive, holding onto the cliff with glasses crushed on it . Bleeding hands continuing to hold onto them , knowing I might not get back once I fall , but once I get up there's a tree nearby I might take some rest, ask myself, "kya hogaya hai tujhe JJ, kya Banta Jaa Raha hai tu

—wtf AC

[acyoucan]

She had a smile of peace

She felt like soft Breeze

Her eyes weren't rare but them browns were holding me dear

Her hands that held mine were kind on me

It was as if the paradise has been showering life on me

It was only a matter of time and so it ended with a blink of an eye

What stayed there was an unwanted goodbye

—wtf ac

[acyoucan]

And the nightmare never ended. I was still breathing, all the flowers burned down to ashes. I was walking on those burned , colourless, odourless dreams of us ; covered in red. A vision which was blured through which I saw nothing but darkness. Thinking I would wake up by closing my eyes . Huh.. it was still dark. Will I ever be free from this despair? Will I get to see my flowers again? I don't know.. Guess I'll have to keep walking

—wtf AC

[acyoucan]

One day it all works out. All that you've planned, all that you dreamt. It all works out better than you thought it would. Maybe that rejection was a canon event. Maybe that temporary loss was something you needed . Maybe you needed people to tell you it won't work. Maybe that prayer worked . Maybe that blessing came true. Maybe the luck finally smiled upon you . And guess what, finally it all worked out.

—Ac

[acyoucan]

I don't know if it's cold outhere or I am just getting numb here in my chest . The way things are going on seems like a massive ice age has struck a decent fairy tale and all the innocence is consumed by hungry desparate lack of emotions. The mere existence of happiness is zero to none. Time freezed in climax where the hero is getting himself sacrificed which he would gain nothing from it . Everything is just meaningless and still, now I wonder is the climax worth watching.

—wtf AC

[acyoucan]

Kehte hai duniya mein har ashq mohabbat ka nahi hota

Nahi jaante kya ki ashqon ko behene koi wajah zimmedar nhi

— ए सी

[acyoucan]

I NEVER RECEIVED THAT LETTER

I never received that Letter. Hmph.. I remember I bought a book for you and added a handwritten letter to it. You said you kept reading it all the time and you had to hid it from your mom because she accidentally read it :)) you said you'll write one for me too and you actually did write something. Hehh , but then you left :') I never received that letter

[acyoucan]

Main maaf karna Seekh Gaya pr galtiyan kyu dohrati ho

Main rooth Jana seekh lu toh dobara manaogi kya

...... :) ए सी ❤

[acyoucan]

I love being here in my own solitude. It's calming. It's like the rays of sun finding it's way to warm my cold ground mortal body. No voices , no thoughts, just the calm fresh Breeze of peace. Id love to spend more time here until the chaos hits me again.... :)

[acyoucan]

It's getting darker now . Idk if it's my vision or everything around me is getting consumed by the shadows of misery. I wonder if I am getting buried under the never ending expectations possessed by the never ending disappointments . Survival Instincts are getting blurred just like the eye sight . All that remains are the other senses of my mortal body . No feelings , no emotions just the plain words to hear and that's all .... :)

[acyoucan]

There is a misconception , I wonder if I'm right or wrong but there's always going to be more than one perspective towards this thing we call life. Hate it, love it, enioy it, destroy it no matter what causes is being embedded towards it , it eventually fades into lone despair causing the vengeful triggers to trigger back the reality , the reality explained by the legends; the one which is brutal but as true as the existence of impermanence and I wonder if I'm right or wrong but there's always going to be more than one perspective towards this thing we call life

[acyoucan]

No matter what you provide, it's always neglected if calling the circumstances are not in your favour. it has been like this since the dawn of the birth of human race. Thinking that they change and deserve a second chance is just as equal as hallucinating in the world full of mere illusional existence. Going through existential crisis and solitude only defines and defies the sole purity and imperfection added to the soul of a mortal being . The path ends there . Things do change,they get worse ....:)

[acyoucan]

Just like the day fades into the night the amplified state of having nothing in the grasp of the palms all emptiness creating a void, a whole with no diameters measured with no certainty to its boundaries getting consumed by the darkness....... :)

[acyoucan]

One fine evening sitting in an old library of the town with a cup of coffee beside highlighting some notes and a fine lady with those cat eye glasses walks in and the silence within you screams out the chaotic noise that even the silent windows notice and let's the Breeze blew her hair.... :)

[acyoucan]

Having something that holds back when we know that letting it go will surely reduce so much pain but still holding it like stick stabbed all through the toe ... It's just there hurting when touched