Little Duff Writes

  His weight was gone, Doctors had done their job. His faint breath, Kissed the oxygen mask. Time and again, machine kept beeping People kept comming, People he liked, people he never loved. The nurse kept changing, the flowers in the vase. His vision blurry, Our hopes lost, We were all waiting, waiting for his time, He opened his eye and spoke after an hour,  asked the doctor, Am I going to die? The doctor replied  "NO" And it was just a lie. 

A silent tear fall from her eyes As she fell on her knees and cry No one can see her pain filled life  It doesn't show in her hazel eyes Dejected, rejected  Unappreciated and not respected  Alone and so desolate  She never even felt so hurt Trying so hard to get back on top Everytime she tried They pushed her back down Right back where she started  Nobody sees the pain inside  She wears a mask to hide All her scars And all her fears Now all she could do is weep and cry Dignity loss, together with her pride There is no one by her side  To even let her try... [18.09.2020]

Different people, Different thoughts: Everyone has their own perspective towards things. We are humans and that's how we are made.  People believe sunsets suggest change: " just like how the dawn marks the start of the night and end of the day."  Some believe that they mark the new beginning and for some they believe that ends are beautiful  as in whichever color: pink, lavender, crimson they come everyone feels that their eyes are blessed. They are the proof no matter what happens, everything can end beautifully. Similarly for me, the sunsets has always been a ray of hope and a perfect company. It's not just a simple dawn, but a beautiful promise to come back again the next day just to check me up. Even when they are setting down, it makes me feel that behind the stary sky you are seeing me and there is a hope that you'll rise again the next day. Sunsets give me a hope that although we have to end things there comes a time when we can start all over  again. I

The thoughts stored in my heart are eating me up. This or that, always a dilemma in my heart. Everything's crumbled and the brain has been crushed. I want to pour out and say everything, but only if you listened. I'm tired! I want to be loved. If only you would try, ask questions instead of a reply. I could give my heart to you, but only if you listened. Now, let's take a chance  Instead of ignoring,  let's try understanding. Let's change our plain conversation with something interesting. Who knows, while knowing each other more we might fall in deep. Fresh and new. You can start, I will follow. Let's talk and listen, from deep talks to silly jokes. Let's give our everything and love again.