swaxmaddona✧

to dying a thousand times Ever thought of how things would be if we were actually physically immortal? I mean yeah , a great idea right ? No deaths , no insufferable pain of loosing someone close to our hearts , no grieving for an eternity and feeling hollow from within even though you try to move on with life . Well yeah , seems to be a great idea , isn't it ? What's even there “Good" or “Positive" in something as dark and pessimistic as “Death”. Who doesn't want to be sure and certain of never loosing their loved ones and going on with life. This is not the first time when this thought has crossed my mind , trust me when I say , this a thought that keeps me awake at night while swallowing the taste of the dark features the night brings in . I have always been a craver of the beauty of the dark , as much as I consider myself to be an optimistic person , I find myself being attracted towards the dark in search of the beauty it beholds . Nevertheless coming back to...

☁✧ ッ yes i am delicate , not ’cause i am not strong, but ’cause i care too much, i fear to loose the ones i love , i fear to hold on to the benevolent dove , that symbolises the emancipation of thoughts, but somewhere at the corner of my heart the darkness is caught , just a beam of optimism is all i have got , i close my eyes in satisfaction, why fear when i have to live through all the factions, doubts , quarries , anxiety all wandering in my head , still i should to take a nap moving towards my bed. – swa

this darkness is light The night symbolises Darkness , Oh the shattered hopes , turmoils of sadness , But why the dark attracts me ? Is it so , that it calms and distracts me , From crowd, from words , from people , An escape from what society enforces you to be , A solitary confinement to being you , not someone to be , Maybe , it's just a clash of mindset or reality , Or its my way of perceiving the dark , finding the light amidst the cloud of black Negativities !  - Swa 

Serenity 💫🦋❤️ The morning sun , The dust of hue, Be in the world , That's something new , So called "love " , Or a feel that flew, Take my heart , Maybe last in the que, Says no more , The silent few , delusional cause , Let the Imaginations blew , What's in me , Is what's in you 

ठहराव की कश्ती 🕊️❤✨ कुछ पल ही तो मांगा है तुमसे , ठहराव की कश्ती पर सवार होने के लिए , याद कुछ नहीं आया !? ये मैं , मैं कौन !? मैं तुम्हारा मन, सबसे मिलते हो, सबसे बातें करते हो , पर खुद से कब मिलोगे , कब कुछ समय अपने आप के साथ बितायोगे, कब ज़रा खुद में खुद को खोज पयोगे , कब ज़रा खुद से बातें करके शर्मा जयोगे, ठहराव ज़रूरी है ज़िंदगी की नहीं , खुदके मन की , जब खुद से मिलना होगा , तभी जान पायोगे क्या है , वो एहसास फिर कुछ और , क्या है वो जीना , या कुछ और , बस ठहराव ज़रूरी है , दो पल की सही , पर जान लेना कि, खुद में तुम कौन हो , क्या उद्देश्य है तुम्हारा, बस पाते रहना ,  मुकाम , शोहरत, प्यार !? या फिर सिर्फ दो बाहें फैलाके, खुलकर जीवन को जीना ।

Chaotic Beauty!❤️ O , the complete darkness , Engulfing me with fear and sadness , Not one from my own , Come to assure me that you are not alone , This struggle to get through , Has make me a little grew ,  Happenstance of times , What's the line my soul rhymes , Maybe , something to reach out the sunshine, Maybe, to listen the sound of the mystical magic down the valley Rhine , It's just a difference of Perception , Which compels us to make an election , O ,the Mayhem never ends , What's those uncertain paradoxes , Which My heart feels to tend !  ---swa