Little boy Who do you weep? A father? A mother? A sister drowned in a river so deep Little boy Why do you weep? the colorful holiday has turned bleak Happy children drowned Corpses drifted along the stream Dawn began with joy And the sun sat with grief Little boy Don’t hide your tears For
Tag: real life
They say past lives don’t exist They aren’t real We just need to hear about ourselves It’s how we cope, just how we deal. We only exist until we don’t DNA is why we’re “unique” Horoscopes and the cosmos are for a mind that’s meek We romanticize as shortcuts to answers we seek. Yet we
I only wish to be by your side I wish for it every single night, but you didn’t bring me along for the ride, in fact, you didn’t take notice until I was out of sight. Bury me alive, don’t leave me at the door. I’ve been stretching this drive down to the corner store.
for now I have been caught in the glimpse of you, and now I understand. you are a nomad in the wind, a nomad in the sunless afternoon, whose soul runs restlessly wild. and though your stay may be short, to not live these moments with you at all, it would certainly would have been
Me: This is a great morning. I better make the best of my day. Paranoia: You’re probably going to get hit by a truck while crossing the road today. Me: I have a test tomorrow. I better prepare well for it. Paranoia: You won’t be able to give a test after getting hit by a
when i left you i left you with words. words i regret. they taint my dreams with delicate pain and even music cannot block them out because the music is you you are everything! everywhere. you are the green waves on a Summer’s morning you are the sushi shop down the road you are the
as the stars trickle down from the sky they take the form of raindrops every time they splatter down on me I feel every shattered aspiration in those little splashes of starbursts I feel them stab into me demanding to be set free. crushing a dream is like ripping the wings from a butterfly and
This one means a lot to me, kind of got emotional towards the end. Let me know how was this for you, cheers guys ❤ ❤ Hope looked like red. As my father laid on uneven ground, Blood seething from his gunshot wound, While he slumped in a puddle of red liquid, Looking towards my
What is war? war is hope, to see your loved ones after it ends, without knowing if it ever will.war is love, the kind of love which turns nation against nation but stands united together for once. War is guilt, which eats you up like a worm, feeding on rotten creatures. but you can’t do
He winces from the pain, She bleeds from her bruises, While they watch and laugh together. It hurts to move. He wants to slit his wrists, She cries herself to sleep, And they have no regrets. It hurts to blink. He vows to fight them, She promises to stand up, But they hit back harder.
I keep seeing spirits in front of my eyes white wisps of smoke floating by why are these ghosts taking shelter in my mind? They do not belong here am I just turning into a ghost myself? No one sees me, no one knows am I invisible? Yes. Better luck next time finding you. I
I can trace all the routes, To and fro in my mind, Remembering grey skies, With incessant rains. My footprints wear into the concrete, With incessant pacing. Over these beloved miles… ~ PIA MAJUMDAR
Ladies ladies ladies, I want you to know one thing, and sear it forever in your brain- falling in love is the best feeling and experience you will ever have, but what about when you fall out from love? Who will pick you up then? You think your ex will come running back to pick
The year 1999, when there were no breakups, only heartbreaks. It was 2:30 AM and Daksh kept checking his phone. He was sitting on a chair with his legs propped on the table. The table was neatly arranged with a few books from his college days and a notepad that he always kept with him
You can never fall out of love. You can lose your mind, lose your sleep, forget the world, forget your purpose, turn your life upside down and yet, you can never fall out of love. You can start a new life, make new memories, laugh insanely, and just when you know that you have moved
Let yourself be free from shackles that are holding you back from moving forward. Let yourself, be free ❤ I am in an amazing mood you see, will be right back with a new banger(I mean story), stay tuned friends 😉 ❤ 🙂 Let’s connect- Instagram- Pia Majumdar Twitter- Pia Majumdar
Have you ever thought what kind of person are you when it comes to deep conversations? I hate the 2 am conversations, so vulnerable and honest. I am afraid of exposing myself like that. What if, the person that I am opening up to, is not true to himself. What if, he is the reflection
So what’s up people, what are you doing? Didn’t forget me I hope 😉 Posted a new podcast, after so long……feels awesome. Listen to it and let me know how it was. ❤ Click on the link down below or listen on Spotify 🙂 🙂 ❤ https://anchor.fm/piamajumdar/embed/episodes/Set-goals-to-achieve-your-dreams–finding-peace-in-the-process-e3b6el/a-ab2cp7
why would you do that? break someone’s heart and then move on like nothing ever happened.
While I was sleeping peacefully in the morning, my mom was getting angry with the passing of each second. “Tia, don’t you have class today? Why are sleeping till 9 today, wake up” mom shouted in my ear. “Yes mom, wait a sec”. “No, you won’t once I leave the room, wait” mom left the