The ticking and unsaved times!

There is slaughter here 

Right now don't you know ?

As the clock ticks at midnight 

With evening resuming and shut of lights 

I want you to follow anxiety 

The pain , the shrug, the melancholy 

within , 

The desperations left unsaid 

The need of worth between conscience and mind .

Don't you know it hurts 

Well you won't want to know .

When blood cold and red was on my hands 

When I was humiliated all bare and worst 

Is the journey so strong and motivating 

I had no answers to find and achieve 

With no sense of excitement have you felt it ? 

Right here ,right now , 

Feel the very breathe I am holding 

The charm of your life will disappear 

It's the haunting voice of my life 

Leaving me dejected and depressed 

In this rock solid hard reality 

The one less told 

DEPRESSION.

- AGNES 

Rainlover

Rains induce me to write .
Another shot at writing during rains , inspired by the concept of Bonding .

Give it a read , post a comment and make my day .

Christmas is round the corner ....

With Christmas round the corner , I present a short writing here before posting a Huge one.

Let's keep it jolly !

Until my next post here it is .

BECAUSE I HAVE NOT POSTED FOR A WHILE

Fearless

Unknown Kindness

For the last time a stranger girl across the table  smiled at me when I burnt my tongue , For the time I was embraced by a small child in a party , for the last time someone surprised you with their kindness.

There comes a time when I read "kill them with your kindness"

Maybe holding back from anger ,
Maybe stranded across this article of life , maybe amidst heavy rains in the city somewhere some person
comes up with this wide warm open gesture of surprising us with their random ,most unlikely of behaviour .

A lot of times have I been trying to understand how does it just happen sometimes at the blink of our eye.
It does. Randomly,surprisingly and well makes us feel good.

How many times have we been a part of crowd but have we noticed these simple signs of time ?

Let's just think of the random things happening around and deviate ourselves from the hustle of the time .It is sometimes fun filled and happy to know how they happen to be .

Always
Agnes

YOU and I in this world .

Is there a space to my individualism ?
A myriad of thoughts , reasons , facts, emotions and knowledge .
Every single person , each one us is carrying a self of one's own .The own ,the best ,the very us version of ours !

While a pragmatic approach to life bends us to be not the Very OWN version of ours we should keep bouncing back to the very Own !

Nothing is needed to make something special , you just need to feel it. A background change , a perspective change , a simultaneous change , a hopeful change everything bringing us versions of us astonishes us at times
But being the real US within is the best .

Individuality is not a mask , it is a mark of uniqueness , a lot to be meant therefore.
Are we still pondering to put on our OWN being ? Why !?

Let's be US. 
Not everyone can be YOU .
Small #Foodforthought

Living to be Special.

Agnes.