Poems

Princess etc.

I wanted to be a princess
Somewhat like people’s
Going and doing charity work
Helping those in need
Winning their hearts too.
Turned out I wanted to be a
Princess to help myself first
To be self-loving enough
To find meaning and purpose to this existence
Before heading to help the lost ones, out there.

Poems

Somedays!

Some days I want you to claim me
Hold my hands and walk along the crowded alleys
Some days I only want my name
In that voice
Not stories of life’s riddles and how you handle them.
Some days I want to tell you
That I miss you
And how we used to live a life.
Together. A long time ago.

Lifenotes

This Empath!

It’s like first I have to undo all the emotions, pains and mostly the stories I have heard from people for all these people. I feel so exhausted. It’s like I have to undo everything that I have ever listened to. It’s like I want to erase the past from the present and not take it to the future. But I don’t know where to begin this new journey of my heart.

I have always been a stronger, intuitive person. I have taken a mountain of sorrows (joy too) from people’s daily lives and I made myself a good listener through it all. But now I feel weaker. I feel I don’t want to hear any pains or stories of people’s sufferings. I valued their pains, but devalued my own if I could remember it correctly.

It sounds selfish. I get it. But the truth of the matter is that I am drained so much from my past. The emptiness that I feel by giving all of me to all of the people around would never going to end. I feel I am in a trap of doing this, and I so want to get it out of it.

I want to create a life where I can listen to myself first, and I take care of my pains first.