Fighting


-Rabindranath Tagore :

“All men have poetry in their hearts,
and it is necessary for them,
as much as possible, to express their feelings.

For this they must have a medium,
moving and pliant, which can refreshingly
become their own, age after age.

All great languages undergo change.
Those languages which resist the
spirit of change are doomed and will
never produce great harvests of thought and literature.

When forms become fixed,
the spirit either weakly accepts its imprisonment or rebels.

All revolutions consists of the ‘within’ fighting
against invasion from ‘without’…
All great human movements are related to some great idea.”

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Who’s sorry now?


-Ashlee Simpson :
“I threw away my phone.
I thought that you should know.
I’d throw away my home.
If I had somewhere to go.
Anything to stop.

The circle in my brain.
Anything is better than you.
Making me feel lame.
28 days to kick the habit.
28 days to let you go.
28 days and I’ll be on my own.

All my life I’ve been sorry for something.
Something gets me nothing and nothings such a waste.
All this time I’ve been sayin I’m sorry.
But why should I be sorry for all of your mistakes.

Why should I be sorry.
I’ve had enough of you.
Please forget my name.
I’m runnin around on empty.
Still tryin to get away.
Anything to kill.

The consciousness of you.
Anything to end myself.
Before the thought of you.
28 days to kick the habit.
28 days to let you go.
28 days and I’ll be on my own.

All my life I’ve been sorry for something.
Something gets me nothing and nothings such a waste.
All this time I’ve been sayin I’m sorry.
But why should I be sorry for all of your mistakes.
Now you’ll know what it feels like to bite your tongue.
Now you’ll know what it feels like to be the one.
Who walks around with knots in your stomach.
I’ve been there, and I’ve done it.
And now you’ll know what it feels like.

To always be afraid.
Of everything you wanted to say.
Who’s sorry now.
Who’s sorry now.
Who’s sorry now.

All my life I’ve been sorry for something.
Something gets me nothing and nothings such a waste.
All this time I’ve been sayin I’m sorry. But why should I be sorry for all of your mistakes.

All my life I’ve been sorry for something.
Something gets me nothing and nothings such a waste. All this time I’ve been sayin I’m sorry.
But why should I be sorry for all of your mistakes.
Who’s sorry now?.”

Fishes


IMG_00551 Staring at fishes…

Have they ever been happy?

Have they ever been sad?

Have they ever been stressful?

Have they ever been cried?

 

I wish I would understand them

I wish I would talk to them

I wish I were like them..

I wish I could tell and share the sorrow

I wish I could disappear forever…

 

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You never get things right…

You never know how to be satisfied

You never know how to be loved

You never feel what I feel

You never know what love is..

 

At a glance of no complaint

At a glance of no comment

At a glance of no worries

At a glance of no expectation

At a glance of no confidence

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Holding your pain

Holding your tear

Holding your fear

Holding your stress

 

Because you are fishes…