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surviving the reality

a battle unknown

By Aamina tariqPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Precious mess

If you think you are a mess

Then yes you are my friend,

You are a mess of many organs

With eyes so beautiful

To capture a billion galaxies ,

With a heart that shattered many times

But still lived,

With lips more beautiful than any flower

In this whole big world ,

You are coloured

in the colours of nature,

You might be white as snow

Or black as the night sky,

Or brown as the colour of the soil,

You are a precious mess

You are loved

Rare hearts

There are few rare hearts in this world

That don’t know

How to hate,

no matter how much they get hurt,

Or how much someone breaks them,

Save those hearts

Blame

Have you ever wondered ?

How you take a second to blame others

And eternity to accept your own mistakes

Delusion

It took a moment to destroy a dream

That I took a decade to weave,

And in the end ,

I realised It was all just a delusion

Stardust

Can you imagine that you are made of stardust,

Isn’t this a perfect reason

to love yourself,

That you are a part of something

That is so amazing ,

That you are a part

of this whole big universe

Presents

The little gifts that others gave you

Has a lot of memories inside them,

Because sometimes people don’t stay

In our lives forever but the things

they gave us are left behind,

With us with so many memories

Trapped inside them

Calm

Learn to be calm in every situation

Because problems will pass ,

But mental peace will be hard to recover

Fantasy

Sometimes when your heart feels restless

And vision gets blurry

Which feels like the end,

It’s the moment when you break free

From hell,

To enter a world of your choice

Where you are the majesty

And it your reign

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About the Creator

Aamina tariq

a writer who is in love with goth and horror .

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    Written by Aamina tariq