Between the lines of a muted conversation,
Unspoken tales form a quiet foundation …
Heartbeats echo the stories concealed,
In the silent spaces, emotions revealed …
‘Don’t wake me …
I’m not dreaming’ …
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Gaman/ japanese
(n.) Gaman is a Japanese word of Zen Buddhist origin which means ‘enduring the seemingly unbearable with patience and dignity’. The term is generally translated as ‘perseverance’, ‘patience’ and ‘tolerance’ …
The shadow cast
On that starless skies,
Where murmurs linger,
Subdued goodbyes …
A tune of melancholy’s song,
In thy heart where echoes long …
Oh this melancholy,
My silent guest,
A tear-stained story, unspoken, and so blessed
The weight of contemplation
In shades of gray,
In twilight hours, grips its sway …
A canvas painted with dull hues,
A whirlwind of memories, tattered and bruised …
Through hazy veils of nostalgic dreams,
The world in silent sadness gleams …
A poet’s pen on pages bare,
Twisted verses of a sincere prayer …
Thy melancholy’s tender art,
Nothing but a symphony of hurting heart …
Yet, in the depth of still despair,
Belongs a beauty, rare and fair …
A gentle solace for the mind
In the shadow of the ancient find …
So let the tears of misery flow
Like mists on a window’s glow …
For in melancholy’s gentle grace
There lies a balm for life’s embrace …
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I want to slow down in life. I want to be steady. Why run? Where to run? Where to fly? Everything will be fine …
Take a deep breath …
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Strange
I do not get this sadness often …
Sometimes it’s hard to not feeling this heavy feelings for a long time …
But I feel today this sadness is not going away soon …
How I hate to be sad …
How I hate to wait to feel light in my heart again!
With vain hope though …
Though I also wish I do not smile anymore now …
Sometimes I get a reality check on my life in the most unimaginable way …
Sometimes I think about the losses in my life so much that it makes my senses tingle with pain and sadness so much that it’s hard to believe that I have lost it all and yet I’m living in abundance around … to be blessed by so many things …
Though sometimes I feel sadness suits me so well …
It’s supposed to be sad, my heart …
And I wish I do not smile anymore …
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Happiness is inside of all of us. Sometimes, you just need someone to help you find it …
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Sometimes, Sukoon is just silencing all the noise and staring at the mountains out there ….
You and me. A love story …
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Can we be kinder a bit more to everyone we meet?
From I, me and mine
Let the heart opens
For
We, us and ours …
Be friends with sorrow for it teaches us too many lessons …
Roksana Tales 