Power Of Prayer!

"I am lifeless and empty, a rotten desiccated shell of what one's had been a vibrant and exuberant girl. It is hard to decipher how all that life has drained out of me while still leaving me breathing", She sighed into the night.

" Ah! but life can be cruel my child. It can abandon you in the most tragic ways. It forges a pact with fate. And fate my dear is a harsh, sneaky thing that leaves you baffled at the ways it twists and turns your life!..... But you must not fear my child for you can triumph over fate with your 'faith' in your Lord. He is the giver of all life and he might return yours if you know how to pray!", The ancient souls whispered back to her.

                                                                                                                     -Aksa

Volcanic!!!

Some days,

      Explosions occur.

When all the scorching hot suns I’ve swallowed suddenly begin to erupt into fiery volcanoes of primal rage and crystallized sadness, leaving behind the scorched remains of worn out flesh and feelings flooding my hollow gut.

                             Some days, in the book of life, are

                               Just marked worse than others.

CHAOS...!!!

 

There are two types of madness:
The utter submission of your life to Monotony
or
The choice to live a life in chaos!
Both would kill you.
But I will always choose the beautiful death by chaos!
                   

                                      -Aksa

"Peace"

Tranquility and peacefulness are such rare treats that you often spend your whole life seeking them, running after either one or the other, but both are eternally linked. They are linked with the thinking and higher intelligence of the human mind. They sprout out from the depths of one's own heart and can never be found outside of yourself. The human mind is the breeding ground from which they originate and the thoughts provide them nourishment to flourish and to spread around positive energy....!!!

MATRIX...!!!

She knows not what to do about it but she has a vague idea about what she feels about it. It's a confusing matter but at times when she dives in too deep into the mind mesh, for an instant she gets the feeling as if she has caught a hold of the unwinding point of the tangled thread, but she losses it again in the passing of a moment. At times, in the silent hours of the night, she wonders if she will ever be able to untangle the delicate silken threads of thoughts, the thoughts concerning that particular matter. The tangled mesh is coloured by all the emotions she could possibly feel, the colours of feelings make it more confusing yet it has a symmetry- a fine complexly arranged matrix- but she is not wise enough to figure out the order or symmetry of the matrix! It leaves her baffled and shaken sometimes. She feels like a fool unable to handle all these pure raw emotions and thoughts of a highly spiritual nature. But there are moments when she feels as if she is an expert authority on the matter, as if she knows all about its spirituality and delicacy! She likes toying with her mind and twisting the thoughts into unrecognizable tangles and yet she also tries to sort them out, as if she ever could....!