Hello, everyone!

Long time long no see. Yes, I am still alive, in case anyone was wondering. Probably forgotten, though. Anyway, I just wanted to know how you all are doing with this coronavirus going around. I hope you’re all doing well. Thinking of you all. Stay safe.

100 Lines!

I woke up this morning in a good spirit, Almost felt divine.

So I took the chance and decided to Sit down and list all the failures I have so far in my life.

Because who am I to keep feeling good For a whole two hours' time!!

Anyway, the list started with, "1- I failed to...," and then it ran wild.

One hundred lines of failures. One hundred lines of evaporated hopes.

Now, I feel meh, sorrow creeping deep inside. But the good news is, there's still hope in My heart & mind.

☀️  A Ray of Sunshine  ☀️

There's beauty in her eyes. In her chest, there's a galaxy Of fireflies.

She goes by Autumn but like Spring, when she smiles everything Around her blossoms.

She's a ray of sunshine, has no Fear of darkness. And when a friend Calls for help,

She's ready to walk for them Hundreds of miles.

Happy birthday, @autumnsunshine10. 🌷🌷🌷

The sky is clear. The wind is so gentle On your skin. Awake!

Awake from a long, deep Sleep, hearing the sound  Of a violin.

All your sins are now Forgiven. Show the world the beauty That's within. A tree! A tree with butterfly wings.

In A Dream

To the people who fear the light and come At night, while we are asleep. To the ghosts From the past who invade our dreams.

Our souls are too weary, our hearts Refuse to heal. Many years have passed. Too many faces we have seen.

But no one is ever as vivid as you are In our dreams.

Can't you forgive? Can't you forget And leave us in peace?

To the souls that are lost in the forests Of regret and grief. To the hearts that Have forgotten how to breathe.

Can't you forgive? Can't you forget And find a way to heal?

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Dear Anon, May your heart always find a way to heal. May tomorrow come today and bring with it Joy instead of tears.

Dreams / Demons

I go to work, just to save some money. To pursue a dream that'll be Slaughtered By somebody,

Somebody I cannot tell their name. (hint: their blood runs in my veins)

For them, pursuing my dreams would Cause them only shame, just because I am a she/hers.

It wasn't my fault I was born a girl. It was my mother who used to braid my hair.

Maybe if she hadn't insisted on Keeping my hair long, on telling me, "A girl should wear a dress."

The world would've given me some slack. I would've run towards my dreams, instead of Turning them into demons & keeping them As a burden on my back.

Why are you being so kind,  When the world to me is so cruel?

I can deal with cruelty. It’s something I’ve learned to ignore. You know, “let the dogs bark, let the wolves howl.“ (1)

But your kindness is a stranger in my world. It’s Neverland people like I don’t believe  They can explore.

So why are you being so kind? Why are you talking to me in languages I never heard before?

(1) The saying is, “Let the dogs bark and the caravans move on.” You probably have this or a similar saying in your culture. Which means in mine, don’t let cruel or unkind things that people might say about you affect your journey in life and just keep moving forward.

A heart of a homeless resides in my chest. A mind of a stranger is in my head. A ghost I am to all my friends.

The lines I draw, The circles in which I spin, They never end.

I guess, It takes a lifetime for a soul to mend.

I wore my ghosty gown, gave away My weary soul. Then I left the crowd, & silently went home. Behind the doors, for years I had lived. Had given up the thought of returning Back my soul.

Everything looked scary, even though I was the ghost.

-- from a ghost’s diary