When the medicines don't work, a little love does. When the chocolate cant cheer you up, a warm hug does. Dad's teasing ruffle of your hair, matter more than that crocodile print Gucci. Walking barefoot on grass, with the tender stalks shyly curling up your toes feels indescribably pleasant. One new notification on facebook. Couriers. Coffee steaming up your glasses.

Its always the small things in life that matter and count :)

Sunday, 15 April 2012

I am Tired.


I am not tired of forgiving, but I am tired of not being forgived.

I am not tired of finding excuses for you, but I am tired of finding flaws in me.

I will never tire of being a door mat;a punchbag, but I am tired of not finding one to let my grief out.

I am not tired of never judging, but I am tired of being judged. All the time.

I am not tired of justifying every wrong action and make it right, I am tired of not having someone to justify mine in the right way for me.

I am not tired of finding the beauty in the beast, but I am tired of people finding the beast in me.

I am not tired of understanding, but I am tired of being misunderstood.

I am not tired of wearing my heart on my sleeve, but I am tired of having it trampled.

I am not tired of doing a million things, but I am tired of being found fault for one.

I am not tired of Life, but I am tired of life trying me out, to my very end.
Posted by at 11:22

3 comments:

  1. Ayushi15 April 2012 at 11:52

    Its painfully exotic. I hope everythings good with you.

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  2. The Constant Reader12 November 2012 at 19:25

    This is EXACTLY how I feel. I hope you don't mind, but I would like to share this on my blog www.minus175.blogspot.com

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  3. J ø и ä † h ã и ™11 April 2013 at 01:07

    was feeling tired and I googled tired on Images and your blog showed up.

    I'm feeling the same way you are now, being in a vicious, mental torturing state of life and trying hard to move on.

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