This helped me today.
Hey. Stop. Look around. How’s the air hitting you?
How’s the smell around you?
How’s that pain in your body part/s?
How’s the pain in your brain?
How slow is your heartbeat?
How’s your heartbeat?
How’s your heart?
Take a moment.
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One more.
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One more..
:)
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This TREE has some kind of serenity to it. It takes me to a far off land under it’s shadow where cool breeze blows freshness into my hair and face. The pure oxygen fills my chest with peace and calmness. It indicates the presence of prosperity in my life. Positivity much?
What if it’s the state of mind and our training to it that manifests that much amount of positivity back in our lives FOR REAL? “Thoughts decide our character and character decides our destiny.” Isn’t it? 😉
//Comment this emoji 😉 if you understood positivity to the slightest!
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*tweet tweet* 😉
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Setting camera connections to other devices for the first time is so time taking!
While I do that, here’s a candid pop-out for you.
😉
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Hey. Stop. Look around. How’s the air hitting you?
How’s the smell around you?
How’s that pain in your body part/s?
How’s the pain in your brain?
How slow is your heartbeat?
How’s your heartbeat?
How’s your heart?
Take a moment.
.
One more.
..
One more..
:)
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Don't call me
See, the pain is spilling around
in the chest and overseas!
Seems, the heart has broken
Funny, it didn’t know when to retreat.
Or may be it did!
Should have listened to instincts?
The brain feels numb;
let spilling poetry act as pills.
Sobreity exists,
pulling sanity along.
Don’t call me
still - speaking as if asking to belong
If you must do
Then know, here I lay
inspite of hundred boulders
with which your silence chose to play.
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The room. Cosy beside you…
I wanna spend the night with you; by your side.
In relief. In peace. Falling asleep..
The day! What about the day?
The day needs to be fixed too!
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When you see something beautiful in someone, tell them. It may take seconds to say, but for them, it could last a lifetime.
unknown (via theartidote)
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My eye has been red the whole day. Only gotten redder by night. Head has been aching since evening. A circumferential line from my left eyebrow to the back of head is bursting with pain, right now.
Still here I am - sleepless.
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I hate small talk. I want to talk about atoms, death, aliens, sex, magic, intellect, the meaning of life, faraway galaxies, music that makes you feel different, memories, the lies you’ve told, your flaws, your favourite scents, your childhood, what keeps you up at night, your insecurities and fears. I like people with depth, who speak with emotion from a twisted mind.
Breagha Young (via theartidote)
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Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
Kait Rokowski
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