Dark Chocolates

We have figured it out wrong. Bustling on the roads, sipping our coffees, Smoking cigarettes, partying on weekends, Spending our money on things that don't matter, Like the new shoes, or Maybe the new Dress, The pretty girl with a fake accent is Busy, busy being anxious about her fashion choices, because well, she got it all figured wrong. Yet, she thinks she knows it all, while hidden insecurities, she believes her fake personality is top-notch. So many people in meaningless gibberish Wishing to stay updated with the world facts, to become so opinionated that they can interact about everything that exists, But what are these opinions for by-the-way, If the people you talk to, don't wish to talk to you anyway? And then, come those who wish to align with the world Fight for their society, or the well-being, Such that they are willing to take laws into their own hands, Use their provoking skills to thrash someone in a  mob, who did maybe a wrong. This ...

Writing about something that is too close to your heart, isn't always easy. You always have the risk of being exposed. You always wonder what would people think if they read it and know its me? But the real touch, comes with being vulnerable. It comes with being true to your heart and writing whatever it is that you want to, no matter how crazy or how heart-breaking it is. The music of my fingers tapping on the keys, is what I love. The pleasure that comes with releasing those emotions on a blank page is what might be the most satisfying feeling in the world.  But then, we all are a little too afraid, aren't we? it takes time to lose all the little fears and insecurities that you have in you. But, soon you shall be able to if you develop more courage. Know that you must live for yourself and not for others. Know that you need to do what your heart wants without considering how others might feel or say. Yes, you must be sensitive to the world, but not at the cost of you...