The Race of Reason

Restless, reckless, random, rapid Rundown, rancid, rebellious, reactive Running on the road Racing to redemption Regretting the race This race of reason. Reason? Welcome to the season— Season of pain and pride and treason Back-stabbing stabbing back Throughout the road of black See light at the end But clouds over my head.   Head over …

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Midnight Writings

It’s like God gave me wings, but the world didn’t let me fly.

~Minza.

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A new turn – Life Updated!

Midnight Writings

My life right now is like a desert with the best icing, a lot of chocolate and a cherry on the top!

I mean contrary to a few months ago where I was struggling with everything and was doubting my own decisions, it’s great now, and for an extroverted person, like me, it’s nothing less than a roller coaster ride. I am a kind of person who has a peculiar habit of talking to strangers (not random people on streets!!) By strangers I mean people from different countries, different places, different age groups. I like making pen friends, connect more with my seniors, I mean one day I’m like taking career advice from a college sophomore, a senior of mine and moments later I have an email from my pen friend in Czech Republic! (no kidding, I have one.)

I don’t know, I personally like interacting…

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Dark nights, rolling tears – Teenage fears. — Midnight Writings

The problem with us is that we are scared. Scared of failures, colleagues, people, options, decisions, blame and practically every possible thing in this world and the irony lies in the fact that none of us is ready to accept this. We are in the stage of life where we are told to behave as […] …

Positivity.

Midnight Writings

The good things in life Are like thorns on a cactus they prick us, they don’t make us look good and make life difficult for us. But not many of us realise that in these times are the ones which protect us against the difficulties that life has in store for us, these are the ones which make us tough enough to battle the hardships and cross the hurdles that we might face in each and every aspect of our lives.

We put in a lot of hard work we toil day in and day out without a single moment’s rest but you may argue that all the hard work you put in is it all worth it, well, in that case let me ask you a single question simple question; What is the use of winning when you were running alone in the race? How can you enjoy a…

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My Desired Prison.

Midnight Writings

I saw myself in there. Two of me glaring at me. They were buried in the best place they could be. It was your eyes. Your shiny eyes looking at me as if they saw me  for the first time. Not moving an inch beyond I was perhaps lost in one of them, and now I can’t find my way out. They are  like a prison enjoy, your eyelids work as bars. Where though they are closed, I can see the world come at par. It’s a cage I never want to get out of, a sentence I want forever, because your eyes have been my fantasy, since the beginning of eternity.  When tears well up in your eyes, there is a surge in my life, but when it’s me on that side, that’s when they see you crying inside. The moment you close your eyes, to breathe a prayer…

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Nyx

Night beckons With open arms Seduces to sleep On a bed warm.   Weary of work? Tired of toil? Darkness embraces all— The sky and the soil.   The stars dare, A lullaby, to sing. As shadows fondle Dreams that ring.   Heartbeats fill in Harmony with each breath. Mingle with silence At the day’s …