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Don’t waste your Love

We learn throughout our life. Every single attribute of our actions are the result of those learnings.

But the first thing that engulfs our heart and body is a feeling called Love. It’s our first connection to this world. Our whole existence is the result of Love only.  And our mother, the first source of this feeling.

As we grow we come across several forms of Love. A pure, deep and unconditional Love from our mother, a protective, supportive and influential Love from our father,  a sweet and sour yet affectionate Love from our brother’s and sister’s and a passionate and trustful Love from our life partner.

So much Love in our life, so much learnings.  There’s no doubt that we love our parents, brother’s and sister’s or our life partner as much as they do.

But personally, sometimes I feel I have failed in showing my love to them. Sometimes there is a fear inside of me that this life might prove to be less to tell them how much I love them. And more to add to this is the fact that I have already wasted half of my life!

As a kid, I’ve been demanding, then on reaching my teen age I became a little rebellious and stubborn person. But now after all these years, I realize that all those time I had been wasting my love and care for my parents. It’s not that I didn’t loved them or cared about them then, but as much as I kept that all  inside, not telling them how I feel about them, my actions didn’t suggested my feelings too!

I’m 23 now, And I am happy that I am past all of that silliness or should I say, my ignorance. I have become a better, improved version of myself. A more responsible and wiser one.  But still sometimes I fear of all the time wasted, I fear whether I will ever be  able to tell them how much I love, care and adore them. How much I want to make them happy, proud and bring their dreams to meet the reality.

I am trying now. And I believe that I will.

So don’t just wait for any time to come and sweep away all your problems so that you could show your Love to your loved ones. It may be now or never! You never know what’s next.

Keep aside your outer world’s  problems, and tell your parents, your siblings, your  life partner or your kids that you love them, that you are there with them no matter what comes.

Last but not the least, Smile. For every smile on your face, will bring a smile to their’s.

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Unspoken Words

These words bounded within me,
they bruise me, hurt me and burden me.

They want to get out,
they need to be said out loud.

Sometimes it gets hard to keep them inside,
to try and sleep while they lie beside.

I wish they were like leaves on a tree,
once dead they would have fallen and left me free.

But its a wish that cannot be true,
’cause these words just keep piercing me like a screw.

I want to unload, unburden myself,
to throw away all that’s on my heart’s shelf.

Every now and then, to the limit of stagnation,
I try so hard to mould these words, out of my tears, anger and frustration.

So many times in my head,
till it breaks me to dropdead,

I keep tossing them, not that I complain
one time and then again and again.

I feel I would succeed this time,
to break the glass with their chime.

The words within me,
The walls that I had to be.

But the moment I turn them out,
by peeling my skin inside out.

I see my chance slipping away by yards,
my unspoken words falling like a house of cards.

It’s your words that all I hear,
sinking mine to my fear.

And before I can realize,
it’s me, once again who pays the price.

You tell what you think,
your learnings, memories and whatever that links.

Once again I lost the battle of words,
the hope to get them out into this world.

The hope of you to listen, not just hear,
to help me out, not leave things unclear.

But may be this is the way it all has to be,
there’s no such thing here called as a key.

To unlock whats locked in me,
to let you near what all that you cannot see.

These words would just be within me,
killing, tearing and bruising the inside of me.

But does it matter, any of it all?
’cause I know at the doorstep of your heart,
my words are going to fall.

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Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.

                                                                                                              

                                                By Groucho Marx

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