inner ramblings

Dear Me

Dear Me,

You are enough. You are worth it. You are beautiful as you are. You are you. There’s nothing wrong with being you. You are good enough. God made you beautiful. Don’t be anxious. Don’t be afraid. Don’t lose hope. Don’t give up. You are your own person. Don’t lose faith in yourself and your God. Okay, you may lose faith in yourself sometimes but never ever give up believing in God. He never left you. He never forsook you. He’s always there. Watching you. Guiding you. Guarding you. Many things didn’t turn out the way you wanted them simply because you are meant for better things. Never lose hope. Hang in there. Your journey hasn’t ended yet. You still have a long way to go. Keep going. One step at a time. Isn’t it exciting? The road you’re walking on isn’t boring. So celebrate every step, every mile. Celebrate life. Celebrate… YOU.



inner ramblings, poem

Funny How

Funny how you say “hello” when you really mean “goodbye”
Say “I’m sorry” when you really mean “It’s over and we’re done”
Say “I’m okay” when nothing in your life is fine
And fake a smile while you say those lines

Funny how you stay while everyone is leaving
You fight while everyone is giving up
You dream while everyone surrenders to routine
And feel so alone in your journey

Funny how they start seeking when you’re gone
They start pulling when you rise
They start asking when you’re quiet
And stay away when you breakdown

Funny how many find it so easy to lie
So easy to put on a mask and pretend
So easy to put on an act and deceive
And there you are suffering with the lies

Funny how truths are taken for granted
Rights and wrongs mixed up, vague and blurred
Real and fakes are barely recognizable
And all that matters are what others said

Funny how humans are mistaken for things
Materials are given more value
Money is given the front seat
And the ones who are breathing in the back seat

Funny how as time passes the more life loses its meaning
Life loses its purpose
Life, as what it should be, is lost
And before you know it, time’s up and you’re dying.

inner ramblings


“Stars, too, were time travelers. How many of those ancient points of light were the last echoes of suns now dead? How many had been born but their light not yet come this far? If all the suns but ours collapsed tonight, how many lifetimes would it take us to realize we were alone? I had always known the sky was full of mysteries—but not until now had I realized how full of them the earth was.”

― Ransom Riggs, Miss Peregrine’s Home for Peculiar Children

How many lifetimes had it been?

How many lifetimes including this one I’m in?

It took me that long to realize that I am alone.