a page in the book

If life could be a book and each day, a chapter; then this right here, a precious moment, could make for a page in my book...

[8a88lebee]

'Overhyped Love'

kiss of love on city streets

it's revolutionary now

ask them,

they breathe beneath one blanket

but haven't tasted love

for a long time

[8a88lebee]

That moment when you suddenly realize that it has been a decade since you first started writing. A moment of peace, bliss, introspection, memorabilia, mixed feelings...all at once. And what a decade it's been! #memorabilia #everydaybeautiful #happy10years

[grumpygoan-blog]

peeps in the city be like whoa beautiful weather and I’m like bro

[jamesandrewcrosby]

Typewriter Poetry #759 by James Andrew Crosby

[jamesandrewcrosby]

And so we quote and quote and quote and quote scientists and authors and painters and musicians and historians, until we are disgusted by it, and then forget we can create our own words, concepts and ideas as well.

Thoughts #122 (via jamesandrewcrosby)

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[8a88lebee]

Typewriter Poetry #735 by James Andrew Crosby

[8a88lebee]

~ Sukoon ~ Ek adhoora chaand Kuch bikhare hue badal Door se aati ek awaaz Aur hum... #bythemoonlight #insearchofthequiet #everydaybeautiful #shotoftheday #poetry

[8a88lebee]

Remember the day I walked up to you to borrow something A book that was so close to your life One that you thought you couldn't be without I had asked you if I could take it You had said yes, of course... With a silent promise that it would come back, sooner or later One day, may be someday. ...

I was going through my cupboard today And found a little blue tucked in a corner, hiding behind its rivals I pulled it out nevertheless Dusted off the years from its cover And thought of you I thought of you as I held in my hands, a part of you One that I stole from you.

But what else could I do? I wanted to remember you... Forever.

[8a88lebee]

Don't let them all in

Just the way you don't let everybody walk into your home

The same way don't let everybody walk into your heart

It is the same thing you know

They'll walk in with their baggage, their dirt, their filth

And ruin your heart/home and then you will have to clean up

But even then it will take a while before the stains go away

[8a88lebee]

I write the most when I am hurt and the least when I am happy. That's why, He continues to hurt me. To each, his own

Babble Bee

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When quitting comes more naturally than breathing. Quit. Because if you try to breathe instead, you might lose it all anyway.

Babble Bee

[8a88lebee]

#Hyderabad #monsoon #hideandseek #roadsign #cloudybackdrop #everydaybeautiful

[jamesandrewcrosby]

If your willingness does not come to life as naturally as the leaves on a tree, it better not come at all.

Conversations #98 (via jamesandrewcrosby)

[8a88lebee]

Size Matters

Today take out out time to fill in these blanks, because blanks matter

Sit down with a notepad in hand and your favourite pen

Your favourite corner in the house, your favourite chair

And one by one, ask yourself. Ask yourself because size matters

Size of your Car - Hatchback/ Sedan/ SUV: _____________________

Size of your House: 2BHK/ 3BHK/ 5BHK: ______________________

Size of your Bank Balance: Thousand/ Lakh/ Crore

And then when you are done filling the blanks, blink for ten seconds

And then fill up the final blank

Size of your Heart: XS/ S/ M/ L/ XL/ XXL/ XXL: ___________________

Evaluate the answers and conclude with which size matters the most

And which one would you like to continue to invest in

Don't ignore, ask yourself. Ask yourself because size matters

[8a88lebee]

And just like that

There is so much to be thankful for

The sweet wind blowing in my face

The caring hand on the head

The hug that reassures all is well

The smile that never ends

That husky deep voice vibrating all the way till the end

The simple weave of words touching each curve, every edge

All the people, all the things

Every moment of this beauty called life

I am thankful

From the tiniest corner of my heart

And I am thankful

That I have finally earned it all

What a blessed morning.

To simple realisations and many more waiting to come by

Cheers!

[8a88lebee]

They are coming for my wings...

And I thought the sky belonged to no one

And life was meant to be equal for all

Then why are they coming for my wings

I am not done yet. Are you listening.

And I thought love could conquer all battles

And swallow pain, give birth to new smiles

Then why do I feel they're eyeing my wings

I am not done yet. Are you listening.

My wings are my pride

My thoughts are my flight

Stay away. Stay away.

Are you listening.

[8a88lebee]

Words from the heart... they heal

This moment

At this very moment

I want to pen a book

One that doesn't talk about love

Or romance or fairy tales

But of journeys, of loss

Of smiles and laughter; loud and quiet

    I want to pen a book

That talks about things nobody talks about

Like how it’s okay to laugh out loud

When someone closest to you, leaves

Never to come back again

Laugh, because tears won’t get him back

But laughing might make him feel better, lighter

    I want to pen a book

That talks about things nobody wants to believe

Like how it’s okay to talk to the dead

Have their spirit hug you and comfort you

Tell you their stories, you tell them yours

And then there is no place for tears, only smiles and words

Because words from the heart, they heal.

    I want to pen a book

That talks about letting go and setting free

Like how it’s okay to say goodbye and move on

And not look back but ahead, to a new day, a new life

Not miss the ones that are gone but remember them

In good times, happier times, laughing uncontrollably times

And then, they would come back… really!