Evil & options..

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Options are good. But options to be bad is also bad and confusing.

I won’t say  “Just Imagine” some kind of scenario and ask a remedy/solution because you may opt for stopping imagination and then it will be a waste of time for all.

This is reality. My reality. Everyone’s reality.

I want you to go to that phase of YOUR LIFE and provide your answers or some remedy.

There’s a case and you gotta decide.
Option1- You’ll become evil(to some) and others won’t want to be with you anymore. In short, 100% evil.
Option2- You’ll become evil(to some) but people will use double faces with you. In short, 20%-30% evil.
Option3- You’ll opt to die. You won’t be evil anymore because there will be no you no more.

By evil, I mean that you have to leave some important people behind in your past and make some crunch decisions.

What will you choose? Ever been into such a scenario?

Your thoughts would be appreciated 🙂

May be this is just Monday blues thoughts in my mind 😉

I swear I tried..

As I see the

Tears from the sky

Fall on the surface

Of the earth

And mostly it

Brings joy to me

But today

I m Drenched and

Hollow and

Gloomy

Because

The past

Hindered with me

As I saw the scars

Again on her face

Her cute little face

Blood dripping from it

Her eyes blood red

She all scared

By not the scars

Because she can lie

But the scars won’t lie

They will scream

About the beatings

About the slaps

About the torture

About the violence

About the victory

Of that fucking SOB

Because she chose to lie

She chose to stay mum

She chose to love him

She chose to forgive him

And by doing this

She chose Death

Not the easy soothing & immediate one

But a more grievous

Day-by-day one

And God help her with

Her slow poison death

And I tried

I swear I tried

To help her

To stop him

And it did stop

But it was just

A matter of days

And the ritual has

Again started

And its more fierce

As if the days off

Are being paid

With interest

And now all I can

Do to save my Angel

My mother

Is cry with her

And hope that

As the rain water

Gets washed into drains

Our tears will somehow

Find there way to peace

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Afraid of what not..

We are so very afraid

Afraid of the known

Afraid of the unknown

Afraid of being rejected

Afraid of not meeting the expectations

Afraid of giving it a try

Afraid of keeping it in the heart

Afraid of letting go

Afraid of letting in

Afraid of the stormy night

Afraid of the peaceful dream

Afraid of the closeness

Afraid of the distances

Afraid of being in a limelight

Afraid of being ignored

Afraid of reaching greater heights

Afraid of not giving it a try

Afraid of daily routine

Afraid of the buried past

Afraid of the uncertain future

Afraid of the being a burden

Afraid of speaking up

Afraid of showing true emotions

Afraid of hiding true emotions

Afraid of what to do

Afraid of what not to do

Afraid of anything

Afraid of everything

Afraid of the never ending list

Afraid of life crawling away

Afraid of the people walking away

Afraid of things falling apart

Afraid of the choosing sides

Afraid of not following your heart

Afraid of following your heart & getting nowhere

Afraid of the known

Afraid of the unknown

Afraid of being afraid

Afraid of being unafraid

The more afraid you are

The more courageous you will be

Provided you want to stop being afraid

And become unafraid and free.