In search for brighter days,
I'd spend eternity,
Thinking I'd seen the sun,
Up-close in my face,
Now all I wait is for dew and rainbow,
Shining stars and glow,
All I want is good times,
No one bickering their truths about me,
No one telling the world,
My where-abouts, my life, my time,
No one judging me,
Over how I perform,
All I want is peace and calm,
All I want is what's mine to be mine.
Time is slipping,
in seconds,
moments,
blinks,
I long,
For time to stay,
calm and mellow,
Where I can,
fall in love,
And find myself,
Again...
Let's grow,
Let's find our own seventh sky,
Free ourselves from the ties of this world,
Free our souls,
The world is cruel,
But my beloved,
Who said we need the world anyways,
We are content that way,
On our own.
Let's run away,
Let's go,
My beloved...
Hello!
Greetings everyone! I have no idea where to start from. I am now in a different phase of life. Married, two babies. Life is a bliss and a chaos at the same time. My older girl is five and a half and son is two and a half year old Masha-Allah.
I, myself am going to turn 28 in a few days. Whew! getting old LOL! I usually can't relate to much that I have written back when I started writing. It is all so different now. The way life and it's dynamics are. I left blogging when I got married. I did it to give more time to family and home but now I somewhat regret doing that. I shouldn't have abandoned it altogether. Because when I left writing on this baby of mine, I left a part of myself behind. I miss that part of me where I used to have creative ideas, writing plans, goals of where to take my blog. I lost all that and I regret doing that. This was somewhat my identity. This place knew me like nobody else did. This place was the one I owned, completely. This was my one get away from the ugly world. I will make sure now, to come back here more often. Write all my sorrows and my joy here and turn away from the world for even a few minutes.
I have learned very hard way, the world is cruel and ugly and if you trust them with more then they deserve, they will turn it against you in the brutal way possible. The faces are sweet and their realities are bitter.
And that more often then you'd like, you're alone to fight those battles.
I am stuck in the whirlwind of responsibilities and duties. A little time to myself has become a necessity. I'd love if I could write more often, freely, like before.
Till the next time we meet,
Goodbye, my little one, I still love this baby of mine.
