Penumbra

Neither Sun nor shade.

[garimaobrah]

shared soul

He made sure that he confessed To me, more than once That too with such audacity that doesn't leave Even an iota of, room for offence

I kept my gaze low Which I thought was most wise Fearing, he might read the truths of my soul Shimmering in my eyes

Yet he called my name aloud A special point, in the otherwise quiet night As if coaxing, shy stars to giggle At our secret, sparkling light

He held my hand with care Ensuring I wouldn’t slip or stray Noticing every little effort I made To brighten our shared day

He spoke as though I were a queen Already crowned in his eyes He called me 'his nothing', for the lack of a better word While I thought I was just breaking the ice

I wonder at this fragile feeling Knowing, that the complete picture holds another Is it ok to simply feel Or to cherish without crossing that line further

In the silent spaces between heartbeats I question the tender love I feel For the one, he already calls his own Is a dear one to me too, for real

Such love is forbidden I learnt in the school as well So I kept my distance And didn't do anything, even borderline cruel

Now when I think back About that bittersweet night I ache for its gentle magic I ache for its fading light

I wish upon the universe To make more such moments happen To lose myself in our words again And have the stars clappin'

[garimaobrah]

The love and care you cannot feel in return, doesn't exist.

[marqweabyss]

Fellas, don’t do this. Just tell her how you feel and move along.

[wnq-writers]

“You only ruin something when you stop trying to fix it”

— canibalistickitten

[just-shower-thoughts]

Your age is actually just the amount of times you’ve been around the sun.

[dazeuniverse]

“In some other universe your tears are waterfalls, your laughter and your words are the sound of nature and your moods- they control the weather.”

— Lalah Delia (via vibratehigherdaily)

[maza-dohta]

“I am finding quieter ways to love you.”

— Pavana पवन 

[garimaobrah]

A man can truly love only one woman in his entire lifetime.

[garimaobrah]

Stop mistaking people who walk over you for lovers.

[garimaobrah]

Failing to be loved has to be the worst kind of failure.

[garimaobrah]

Love's gestures can sometimes be misunderstood. Even when you show your affection in a familiar way, someone you care for might see it as a deliberate effort. It can be hard to explain your true intentions when they've already traveled far enough to misunderstand your love as something laborious.

[garimaobrah]

In the grand scheme of things, we are but mere specks of dust floating in the vast expanse of the universe, where we often wander in search of love, yearning for its sweet embrace, longing for its promise of fulfilment. 

But let us not waste our time in fruitless searching or idle waiting. For love is not a commodity that can be traded or bought. It is a seed that must be nurtured  within, cultivated by the gentle touch of self-love and the steadfast honouring of our true selves.

For too long, we have looked to others to fill the void in our heart. It’s a perennial quest that consumes us all. Try looking within and ignite the flame of love that's been put out. Only then can we truly experience the fullness of life and the beauty of the universe.

[garimaobrah]

Beyond the walls of fear and sorrow, There should be a place that we can borrow. Outside is scary, inside isn't home, So we wander, so we roam. Searching for someplace where nothing matters, Still, I'll write you letters. A place of refuge, a place of grace, A third place, our sacred space.

[garimaobrah]

Humans in love run at each other with such intensity, it can be destructive.

[garimaobrah]

Fragments

If you ever reach a place

Where leaves rustle louder when the wind is slow

And you can hear them stirr

The silence of the yellow season

Which takes pride in its eerie glow.

Get me some things from there

And make sure you deal in kind

Be careful when you look for them

My fragments, you’ll find.

If you ever reach a place

Where the heart breaks with a sound

So that no one present there

Can deny the fact that it happened

And knows that this soul needs them around.

Get me some things from there

And make sure that they're quarantined

Later, maybe you can bring them home

My fragments, you’ll find.

If you ever reach a place

Where sleep has nothing to do with the time you’re awake

Weather you had a beautiful day

Or one of those where you were constantly misunderstood

Not an ounce of your sleep it could partake.

Get me some things from there

And make sure they're not undermined

Will you try to look for them one last time

If my fragments, you could find?

[garimaobrah]

Soul makes

Far away in the dearth of sea,

There flew a fantasy. 

Someday in the circle of chance,

Destinies will be enhanced. 

Parts of a soul, just born apart, 

Different worlds, but pieces of the same heart. 

They meet, and they meet again, 

The only belief that shall remain. 

Each time, the same lie to believe,

This one will be the last to leave.

But how many lasts make the last?

Life’s biggest sarcast.

After the dew on the leaf is gone,

It looks fresher than ever before. 

Like a vulnerable tiny newborn, 

But inside, a crestfallen forlorn.

Fresh starts are easier to make, 

Truth today, will tomorrow be fake. 

Whenever you wonder what to do,

Stand through and continue.

To hope, to feel, to love, to pretend,

Till everyone leaves in the end.

[produitivity]

Beautiful quote from @garimaobrah. I’ve been playing around with a lot of different lettering styles and techniques today