Sunday 27 September 2015

THERE IS A STORY....

There is always a Story...  behind a face...

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Every face hides a story, which lies covered deep within one's skin.... Behind a cheerful mask, or the social & friendly mask, or the busy professionals mask..

The smile you see ain't always 'Real'...


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They disguise to conceal their story,
The Truth is pushed behind their smile.... they purse their lips and struggle to appeal 'Real' with guilty fake smiles...
The urban life has fascinated the world with outward fanciful charm & decorations...
Portraying a mirage, that promises happiness but cheats you with misery...

Time, a loner's companion and an insightful teacher...

Time.... has taught some, to replace the sourness, to mislead a few...

There is a pain, hidden behind a smile...

A story of desperation,
Unheard by anyone...

Smiling lips not always mean happy.

Unnoticed...
Untold...
What you see isn't always the Truth...


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Deep within lies realities of tears unseen...
Cries unheard...
Heartaches uncomforted...
Wounds, none nursed...

The scars of ugly past,
That haunts one forever.

All the World is but a Stage...
And each tries to impress the other.

They wear the glittery brands- make-up, shoes,clothes, their glitter & glam appeals the world...
They pretend hard to win some friends, when they dislike being even around them...
Away in the dark corner, when the crowd exits, and the spotlight goes dull...

Beyond the ambitious, dreamy eyes....
There lies a story too..

The enemy 'Shame & Fear' have whispered lies to their ears...
Their strength failed, their courage stumbles..

With weak hearts, they compromise...
They hide their stories, in their deep searching eyes...

Living Life...
Living a Lie...
Fading the Truth... Slowly with time...

There is always a Story...
Unnoticed...
Untold...
Hidden beneath each skin, buried deeply in a soul...

What is revealed is not always, Truth...

There is a story hiding next door,

A story concealed by a friend from you..

A story that remains an unknown mystery, until you unveil, what hides in you...


By- Sybil Samuel
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Wednesday 23 September 2015

Wish for a Star...

Little girl me, was once staring out the night sky... the dark blanket full of sparkling stars, they appeared as beautiful diamonds to me.

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Twinkling high above were millions of tiny stars... 
My eyes glittered in awe of their beauty, and I wished & wondered within me --What if I could have one of these for me?

It was the sweet, innocence of the little girl me..

I grew up, a little and learned... what  I did all those days, was only a fantasy...
You can never possess a Star! How could I even reach up to them?! They are so distant and millions of miles away...

Those little, cute dreamy eyes, that bore a dream inside...
That someday, they will behold, in pride and in utter wonder & delight... a blazing tiny star, gripped in her little palms.

That little girl did grow up, unknown to the truth and realities of this life.
No longer counting & chasing the twinkling stars in sky.

Tiny drops of tears, fall from my eyes, and roll down my peach cheeks...
Why couldn't my Dream come real?
Why is Life, so hard and mean? ....hits you as the raging sea waves, hits the rocks upon the shore...
Breaking hearts and dreams, into numerable tiny bits & pieces...

But don't know why? Still... deep within I hear an echo.... resonating inside me...

"Don't worry child! It will all be fine...
Dream on... it'll turn alive...
Why do you look up and cry? Haven't you heard, sometimes stars, do fall down, off the skies..."

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M I S S I N G

they found a body breathing with lungs full of nothingness  hands tied to the oppressions of the age his eyes blankly staring at the silence...