Pills

Green ones for my head, 

Blue before I go to bed, 

The white one helps me see,

Yellow, keeps me buzzin like a bee. 

The black one, like my soul 

Has a stench so foul. 

All these pills inside,

They’ve got me bleary eyed. 

How much can they really do? 

But make you a little less you. 

© Abirami

Triggered

It’s not about what you say, 

Or the things you do

Every second you breathe 

I am triggered by you. 

It’s either loving or hating 

There’s no in between 

I can’t live with you, or without you 

How can you be so nice, yet mean?

You’ve got my heart jumping ropes

You toy with my hopes

Then you sweep me off my feet 

Making this circle repeat. 

© Abirami 

War

Heroes speak of battle scars,

Knives and bullets that seared their skin,

The blood they spilled,

And the lives they lost. 

Little do they know about 

The wounds that words can cause.

They don’t know of all the haters 

The cowards behind masks,

And the sordid whispers they wield.

Lately, the battlegrounds have shifted

And wars are camouflaged in civilisation. 

© Abirami

THE ILLUSION OF ‘BEING LUCKY’

This is the most relatable thing I’ve read in a while. Please visit their blog! 🙂 He has some interesting things to say.

The Motivational Blog

I have heard lot of people telling me
‘He is so lucky to get that job’ or ‘How lucky he is to live a happy life’ or ‘Wow, he is really lucky and that will lead him to success’. Honestly I don’t give a thing about it and don’t believe in this myth at all. It’s just rubbish.

How can you underestimate a person so much and believe that he is lucky ? That’s the most absurd thing at all. We have never been in his shoes and haven’t walked his life. Then how can we claim that he was lucky ?

The thing is this – there is no such thing as luck, believe me. It’s just a cooked up myth to protect ourselves from falling into the pit of guilt for not being to be an opportunist. Yes, that is what it is, opportunity. That is what makes…

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BEING A DOG OWNER – 101

Finding that perfect little ball of fluff to take home must feel like the greatest joy in the world. And it is! 🙂 But, there are a few things I’d like to bring to your attention before you drown in a river of excitement.

  1. If you look at that teeny-tiny-drooling-marshmallow in your arms, it might seem like he’s as cute as a teensy button. But it isn’t for long. You cannot possibly imagine how something so small can eat SO MUCH, and more importantly POOP SO FRIGGIN’ MUCH! So get a shovel and be prepared. They go from marshmallow to giant beast in months!
  2. Do you fantasise about those dreamy walks you long to take with your pupper? Well, they’re all gonna come true. Except you’ll be doing it about a million times a day ‘cuz he is always gonna need a wee.
  3. How soft is his shiny mane? Don’t you just wanna cuddle up against that cozy fur? Well, you can do a lot of that ‘cuz it’s going to fill up your house. You don’t even want to know how much worse it can get in shedding season.
  4. The kisses you love now will soon turn you into a slobbery pile of mush. YUP. Imagine getting slobber over your prom dress. Ain’t so pretty, is it?
  5. The jumping up and down to welcome you home soon turns from cute to traumatic when he shoves you to the ground with one little hug. 😀 They’re almost ALWAYS excited.
  6. If you’re eating and he’s not, you’re going to have to make it through a lot of begging. A LOT.
  7. If you’re overwhelmed already, what will you do when you get to bath time? Shampoo everywhere. Wet dog hair everywhere. Your house is now your pupper’s pool partaaay! He will give you a bath before you’re done with his.

So yeah, getting a dog = a lot of work. But there’s something else you should know. He will be the best thing that ever happened to you. He will make your make your life so amazing that the amount of work won’t seem like much. Because you just found yourself a best friend. 🙂

Here’s a picture of my adorable, little munchkin.

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He’s not very little anymore, but he is still just as adorable. 🙂

 

The Dream

Every night, we meet in a recurring dream.

Making new promises, to redeem.

Your eyes locked on mine,

Our fingers entwine;

Two hearts beat as one,

All the masks are undone. 

I couldn’t walk, but with you I fly. 

Amongst the stars setting fire to the sky. 

© Abirami.