They say goodbyes are not forever but then resurrection is not possible as well.
How to believe it when you know graves don't open when they are once closed?
If home were a person.
Then I am a rental home, where people come with the intention to one day just pack everything up and leave.
Where my four walls are strong enough to make memories but not strong to stay forever.
Be-ghairaton ne musalsal Quran Sharif jala di,
aur kehte hain Qayamat abhi dur hai.
Duniya pe mukammal hone ke liye deen qurban kardi,
aur kehte hain aakhirat abhi dur hai.
Qabr ki azaab se leepat chuke hain kaafir,
aur ghuroor-e-zindagi wale kehte hain Qayamat abhi dur hai.
The passing winds, are teaching you to feel.
The paving roads, are teaching you to be patient.
The drifting shadows, are teaching you to chase your dreams.
The chirping birds, are teaching you the joy of silence.
As if the world has conspired to offer the lost dreamer, its life.
Smiling faces, but weeping eyes.
Laughing peers, but known strangers.
Canvasing thoughts, but aggressive tendencies.
Tones of moments, but stuck with disappointments.
Variety of positivities, but still on a loop of questionings.
Box full of photographs, but searching for worths.
You lose it when you name it.
Because the craving for mountains' peak loses when you conquer it. You look for the next highest peak meanwhile we forget the peaks and people we already have.
In your strive of finding peace in a chaotic world, don't ever forget the signs that might lead you into chaos again.
No matter if they call it your baggage, never try and settle for the things that for you are signs leading to chaos.
If you ever feel as if you are on the brink of giving up, just remember someone's out there waiting for you to succeed. So that they can be motivated from your experience to step out.