The Searching Soul

[kruthikajayakumar]

Favourite poet?

Emily Dickinson :)

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Hi kruthika, at least tell me the answer for this question, just now again I watched DRUSHYAM, I think the teacher in ur class is your mom (padmini jayakumar) , right???!

Yes:)

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Hey kri. I'm your follower now :*

Welcome to my occasional blog xD

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High upon the mountain peak on a warm summer morning , I searched for strength among the clouds . Lo and behold ! there stood forth a mighty lone wolf . His strength and pride glistening among.A million emotions resilient in his deep brown eyes . A protector , a symbol of intelligence , He set an example to the world . Aged by experience , his every thought And every action was a calculated move to the peak of victory . He had fought every battle with keen vision and staunch determination . And finally he emerged victorious among them all . His body showed no scars but look deep into his eyes and you can see the garish wounds of his every , well deserved victory . How similar man can be , I thought , Wise men illuminate us with merely their silence . Man can teach us life lessons with merely a glance into their soul . All we need to do is listen . Everything around us , be it wise men , lone wolves , or any common man have a lesson to teach and knowledge to give .All we need to do is watch them , listen to beat of their hearts , look deep into their soul and learn .

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Will you let dreams become your master ?

What do you do when you have a dream ? You write it down. You imprint it on your soul and you work towards it because without that your life isn’t fully lived. No matter how many times you fail , no matter how many times you’re on the edge and you want to give up you hold back ! you search into your soul for the reason you started! The reason you worked hard because without burning the midnight oil you will not fail ! Without hard work you won’t fall and get up again stronger . The more you fall the harder you will learn to fight back until one day you finally win! And that day your life will be lived and you feel contented like never before. Rudyard Kipling says in his poem ‘If ’ that dreams shouldn’t be our masters. I think otherwise because if it isn’t for a dream , an ambition , a reason , then why are we living this life? A life should be filled with a purpose . People with dreams are beautiful. People who work hard at their dreams are magical. To hear them talk about it with passion is the most beautiful thing! The world is delusional but a human being with a nurturing dream in their heart faces reality with a burning fire of passion that no one can put out.

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Out of the million things I loved about her , Her hands , I remembered , most often. Those small , gentle hands , clutching on to mine , like stolen treasure. The circles she drew with her thumb along my wrist , When she knew I was tensed . The way her fingers played with the collar of my shirt , when my lips met hers. Her soft , tender fingers which touched and healed my broken soul , and caressed every inch of my face , leaving me breathless . Every night , She would map out the lines on my forehead , the bags under my tired eyes , my dry, chapped lips and my neglected stubble. She would softly stroke my hair , And smile at me as I slowly fell asleep . She made me feel alive , she made me feel Dizzy with the intensity Of her every touch . Oh! How I long for her presence , How I long for her touch ! How I long to hold those delicate hands In my palms forever and shower them with the kisses of divine love ! ~

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~ Out of the million things I loved about her , Her hands , I remembered , most often. Those small , gentle hands , clutching on to mine , like stolen treasure. The circles she drew with her thumb along my wrist , When she knew I was tensed . The way her fingers played with the collar of my shirt , when my lips met hers. Her soft , tender fingers which touched and healed my broken soul , and caressed every inch of my face , leaving me breathless . Every night , She would map out the lines on my forehead , the bags under my tired eyes , my dry, chapped lips and my neglected stubble. She would softly stroke my hair , And smile at me as I slowly fell asleep . She made me feel alive , she made me feel Dizzy with the intensity Of her every touch . Oh! How I long for her presence , How I long for her touch ! How I long to hold those delicate hands In my palms forever and shower them with the kisses of divine love ! ~

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~ Wind blows through my hair , the exhilarating smell of wet mud makes my heart feel alive . Lightning strikes , thunder roars , and pitter patter the rain falls down drop by drop on my waiting face . My lips curve to a smile as I see him walking towards me . His round glistening eyes filled with love , his hair dripping with the rain he loves so much . He reaches for my hand , and our fingers intertwine , fitting in perfectly like pieces of a puzzle . Side by side , we walked together through the storm , Our footprints creating everlasting imprints as an embodiment of the love we share . Since then we have never looked back . Together , we wander on strange paths , Giving each other everything we need , Unhindered by fear , we tread , Side by side , hand in hand , One step at a time . ~

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The never ending war

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An open letter to a delusional soul

I remember it like it was just yesterday . Just you and me , Lying on the starched white sheets of your hotel room. My head on your chest , your arms wrapped around me . You broke down your motley facade , you let me into a tiny part of your soul . We spoke for hours , and I saw someone In you . Someone I have never seen before . Someone I now wish I hadn't seen . I saw tears in your eyes and pain in your heart , and all I wanted to do was to take away your pain . It was the day I made the unpredicted error . It was the day I started being myself with you . In theory I knew we would end , but little did I know you would teach me so much . People always leave , you said , so what's the point ? Why love unconditionally and take the punishment when they walk away , yet you crave attention and search for affection . What if everyone thought like you ? Then even your mother wouldn't love you , you're going to leave her anyway . You wouldn't love yourself , because one day your soul will leave you too . I hate being ignored , you said , just be honest with me , yet you chose to ignore me and my presence . I'm willing to take the risk for you , you said much against my refusal , yet you left me hanging without any reason . What goes around comes around darling , and this will hit you sooner than you think. We have one life . Why waste it living a lie ? Living in a negative illusion . Sure , shit happens , but common , you can survive it . Live life to the fullest . Love while you can . Give everything you do your all . It's better to feel pain than feel nothing at all , and this I have learnt out of experience .

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" If I lose the world , my heart may scar , but it will survive . But , if I ever lose you , there's no telling if this heart will ever feel again . "

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~ you are forever ~

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Why so far away darling ?

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Echoes of laughter

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Insomnia or Insanity ?

At the lonely hour of 3 am when the world dreams , two souls lay awake filling in the void between them everyday . No distance large or small could ever change their undying love , no quarrel , petty or serious could falter their faith in the other . If given all of eternity to be with each other , they would still long for more , for loving each other was all they knew . She watched him sleep so peacefully and her heart grew heavy . If only she could be next to him , if only she could kiss his forehead and whisper to him softly till he sleeps , she would do it all day and everyday , for he made her heart awaken . His presence alone, awakened her smile , her passion and her joy . She knew no other refuge , she knew no other comfort . He was all she needed and all she wanted , and he oblivious to her madness , slept soundly in the darkness , longing for comfort.

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~ I could search among the brightest stars , the tallest. mountains or the deepest oceans , and yet I will not find fascinating beauty like that of my soul drunk , in the pure intoxication of your love. ~