Trick or Treat?

Let’s pretend like WordPress is a area where children are coming around Trick or Treating. Each blog post that they get is a candy and each candy has a special something to offer. If one person got my candy and they opened it then he would find motivation. Lots of encouragement. Lots of positive things. This is only because I know what it is like to feel de-motivated. I know what it feels like to feel that everyone around you is doing million times better than you. How it feels to not be praised after working hard. How it feels to have a low self esteem. But cheer up, you are special in your own way. Smile and make the best of it. ๐Ÿ™‚

Inspired by Today’s Daily Prompt.

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Someone Who Listens

Someone Who Listens

Words fall short to tell you how much I need to thank you. I really don’t know what to do to show you my gratitude so I thought this is the only way. Make sure the world knows the special place you hold in my heart.
You are not my best friend and frankly, not my closest friend either. You are just a friend, a fellow crazy friend of my Best friend ๐Ÿ˜› And someone who I hang out with in the evenings ๐Ÿ™‚
But in those little trips I have made, walking back home with you, I have told you a lot of stuff about me. Because when I tell you things, I know you might not find the solution to my problems and maybe not even offer me any consolation but you do a very important thing, which helps me feel much better. You listen and you understand.
Words can’t express how much I want to thank you for listening and understanding. And how much I want to thank God for sending you to me like an angle sent to give me support.
Thank You Anwesha for Always being there ๐Ÿ˜€

Building Walls

Here is a poem I came up with recently, I have tried to complete it, but can’t see to go any further. So, I thought I’d post it till how ย much I have completed and maybe you all can help me go on? So here goes:

The pains I go through, how I feel,
you can only guess.
The tears I hide, The fears I hide,
And my life’s what sort of a mess.
And I may cry inside and die inside,
But my walls won’t let you see.
I’m building walls, I’m building walls,
To stop you from seeing the real me.

I may laugh with you, I may giggle with you,
But people who know me are few.
I may smile at you, I may prance with you,
But for ย me faking is nothing new.
And I may cry inside, and die inside,
But my walls won’t let you see.
I’m building walls, I’m building walls,
To stop you from seeing the real me.

My eyes burn eyes burn with the force to be strong,
I’m taunted,cursed and told I am always wrong.
People who love me suddenly turn cold,
Behind close doors such people never let my tears grow old.
And yet, I may cry inside and die inside,
But my walls won’t let you see.
I’m building walls, I’m building walls,
To stop you from seeing the real me.

‘L’

Laugh, it enhances the glow on your face.
Live life to the fullest, it is too short to live it filled with worries.
Life, enjoy every moment of this wonderful adventure
Lose, it is something we do sometimes, but failures should be accepted with a smile.
Lonely and insecure, it is something we feel sometimes, left behind, but it helps us become stronger.
Luck, it may ditch us sometimes but have faith.
Loyal, be a friend who describes this adjective.
Love, even the people who hate you, make the worldย  a better place ๐Ÿ˜€

Inspired by: Today daily prompt