I believed I had lost everything…when I lost my mother…and then I lost my father..
I didn’t know if it was my parents that I’d lost. Or my own self…My dreams…My aspirations…
My love…. my whole identity…for a very long time…I lived on as a non-entity….
Until one day…I paid heed to the voice that always silently echoed in my conscience…
It told me…”I hadn’t lost everything…I still had a lot to lose….I still had myself…
All this time I kept asking question, why? How? Why soo much pain was entitled to me…
But then I made truce with my pain…I embraced it the way I embraced life…
And today I know I have myself. And the tears that fall only for your own pain have no value..
God works in the most mysterious ways….
He showed me the way…he gave me a hand…and so now all want to do is write…
I also am looking for freelance job as a creative writer…as due to my circumstances I couldn’t take up a career,
In this creative field…I have no formal training as such…yet I write…about philosophy..Spiritualism..
Inspirational short stories…poems… I can write about anything…
All am looking for is an opportunity to built a career in this field…as I work…for my survival..
Only to provide to the body..but my soul would never rest till I get make a mark in this creative field…
God is with me I believe. My success or failure…I shall accept open heartedly as his wish…
She smiles through me,
but I fail to see,
her hand over my head,
has always been,
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As the darkness in my heart,
Grows deeper than the night can hold,
I want to fall into a deep sleep,
I want to live once more.
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“Forgiveness”, is a treasure, 'He'made me believe.
If you could learn to forgive, the way 'He' always forgives me.
You and me can be…
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In times of need and times,
When you are blue.
My dear sister...
I shall always be besides you.
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