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Wish

I wish things were the way
they used to be
Open the doors of the cage,Β make me free
I want to fly,Β Up in the sky
My feathers are
Scared to open up wide
The memories just slide,
People try to hide
All I believe is to wish & try
Wish to be stronger,Β Wish to be younger
Wish to remove, Every poor’s hunger
I help people but I myself need therapy
Am I doing anyΒ good
Or just setting the wrong key?
Human nature it is to wish,
Take the pain away and kiss
Kiss the pain,
Kiss the sorrow
I wish we meet again tomorrow.

Thank you

DIST—–ANCE

I was there for you in your darkest times
I was there for you in your darkest nights
But i wonder where were you
When i was at my worst
Down on my knees
You said you had my back
But i wonder where were you
When all the roads you took came back to me
Here i am looking for the lyrics and not the music
This lonliness makes me sick
I believe things go wrong and people do change
But i never thought you would do the same
My efforts were beyond my imagination
But as they say, sometimes everything you do for someone is not everything for them.
I miss our talks
I miss our walks
I miss you but thats not all.
You were my priority and will always be
No matter what i mean to you
You have my back forever
Just make an effort to dial my no.
Just make an effort to email me.
Do what you can but don’t ever let me go far where you can’t even see me.
I will evaporate as if i am a drop of water that too in a desert
Do what’s right.
Don’t trust people soo easily.
People in your life will come and go
But constants never change you see?
I am the constant part of your life
No matter how hard life is
I’m here.
I can’t assure you that i can solve all your problems but i can assure you that you don’t have to face them alone.
With all my love i have for you it’s hard to accept the fact that you’ve gone too far and here i am walking on the same road.
I wish everything turns back to normal or should i say abnormal, as we were never normal.PicsArt_04-10-07.54.36

PRAY FOR THIS WORLD

Pray for this world
Where there are humans
But no humanity
Pray for this world
Where there are minds
But no sanity
Pray for this world
Where there are people with candle in hands
It’s easy for them to stand
What about those who lost their lives?
What about them?
There are ones who are hiding behind the lights of those candles
Or are they one of them lighting it?
It’s not about candles my friend
It’s about the life.
Life that’s lost
Life that’ll rise
One simple question i ask,
Do you want the next generation to live with peace? Without candles in their hands?
So, make a change.
Pray for a better world and a better place.
You! Yes you! Only you can make a change!

*PEACE*

Thank you

Meeting you

Meeting you after a long time and wondering how people grow

Not just by face but by the demeanour they show

We went to a coffee shop and had a great time

Talking about moments and people sometimes

I wish i could pause the time

talk to you for hours and not mind

The silence we shared when we got nothing to talk about

Was something unusual as i didn’t get bored

The way the silence went for a while

Was pleasant and felt good all the time

Even the silences make sense

That’s why you’re my best friend

I love to talk to you and meet you anywhere

The bond we share you’ll find it nowhere

That’s how life goes on

You got to leave something behind in order to move on

Meeting you was a pleasure

A pleasure as great as a treasure

A treasure i will cherish

Forever

Thank you!

Nightlife

How weird this night is, I wonder. I
can’t sleep because of all the chaos in my head..thinking about those people who love me, hate me and most of all about what i should’ve said. What a regretful life i am living in a place where, for people a “piece of cake” is more important than the “peace of nation” . πŸ˜‚

I feel like drowning in the deep ocean of thoughts at night, all the memories come in front as if i am dying. And yes, we do die at night. Each morning is not only a new day, but a new life. Still, we are not thankful enough to the almighty. Rather stressed about our lives. what a selfish act, isn’t it?

You never know if you’re gonna make it until tomorrow. So, why not make your days worth watching as a flashback at night?

I wonder if these flashbacks are miserable or we are?
Flashbacks are of so many kinds, every person has a different one. That moment they cherish forever in their minds. πŸ˜„

I wish people knew the importance of each day.

I would just like to say..

People will come in your life, leave, ignore and hurt you.
You got to choose, who is the one worth the pain.
Because that person will book a place in your heart.
They say “Smile, because you can
But do they smile?
Who knows?
We here, in a population of approximately 7 billion people and 14 billion faces are confused.
Confused about the difference between
Living and existing.

Smile and make it all worthwhile is all i want to say. 😁

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Thank you

I

I may not be perfect,

but i am not like anyone else,

I may not show my scar,

but it has already left its mark,

I may not be the rainbow,

neither am i the rainy storm,

I am a simple being,

trying to stand out of the crowd.

As i grow older and wiser,

the world teaches me to grow strong with all i have,

with all i have, I will make it worth it,

not today but tomorrow,

I will see where the fate takes me,

and will turn back and run away as fast as i can,

because my friend,

I am not what I will be

after a year or so, I will change.

The change will leave me alone,

as I will work on my own.

No friends will I have, nor family support.

I will stand on my own,

and will die the same.

I cannot challenge death,

neither can anyone else.

No matter how strong i get.

I will make sure the world knows my name

and that hard work of mine will,

pay off at the end.

Thank you.

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Who am i?

I’m sure many of us do think about this question in one or the other time in their lives that who are they? But like most of us, we just tell our name, age, gender etc. As our answer to this particular question. Is it so? Hell yes!
But if one thinks deep about it they’ll find out who they are and get they are. But my friend, the problem is that we ourselves have no idea who we are. We are humans they say, but do they act like one? The simple answer to the question “who am i?” is that we are the universe, the sky, the moon, the sun, the wind, the thunderstorm, the earth, the environment, the tsunami, the waves, the river, the rock, the sand and what not, my friend! What not?
We are simple but complex.
We are high but low at the same time.
We are flying but in an airplane.
We are dust but together a tornado.
We are precious (as diamond) yet found in coal.
We are humans yet monsters.
Most of all, we are unsatisfied.
Unsatisfied after all that we have,
For a man with a bike, is unsatisfied as he wants a car.
For a man with a car wants a better car, maybe the best.
For a man with the best car wants a villa.
For a man with both wants to live in peace but still stressed out of his work.
No one here is satisfied.
I don’t know, when will one ever be.
I see poor children being more happy than us who have everything we need by the grace of Allah.
A man once said,
I can buy everything but still i am poor.
Simply means that a man has everything, he can buy all those diamonds out there. But what he lacks is the love he can never buy, the emotions he can never buy.
Now have you got the answer of “who am i?”
No?
Neither do i.

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Some goodbyes are hard to wave. πŸ˜”

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Her last day at school. 😐

10/02/2015

This date is an unforgettable one for me.
My very own best friend, Malahat (unique name isn’t it?) πŸ˜‰ had her last day in school today, what can i say?
I am out of words..she was the reason behind my smile in school. I always loved her shitty talks though she always made fun of me and pulled my leg πŸ˜‚ i did the same to that creature too, in my way.
I will never ever forget that person.
It’s been 2 years since we’ve become great pals and that day when i watched her leave, broke me down to nothing but tears. Today in school i cried the most, hiding from her though as she had her chemistry practical so she was busy in laboratory. And i was busy cleaning my eyes by tears. Well, as it was her last day, i tried to give her a surprise..i thought a frame would be good. It was morning at 7:35 a.m or so, i ran with her in her own class which i decorated with my class pals (Aafiya and Aashna) it was a day full of happiness and pain. Decorating her class was not a huge success as the balloons bursted i don’t know how, the next morning.
When Malahat came to her class, she was so surprised and i just remember that time everyday and feel so happy as she had that glare in her eyes which was unforgettable, it was something i never really saw in 2 years i must say! I still remember everyone elses mouth wide open after watching my gift for her. πŸ˜‚
I never did such a thing for anyone because no one ever made me feel that special. She was different, still is.
She had something in her that made me her best friend. Her humour, her intelligence and most importantly how she understood me. 😁
A smart being she is, undoubtedly.
As the days passed, i became sadder.
Today it is 17.02.2015 and still i don’t feel like going school tomorrow.
I miss her at school the most. Everywhere i go, i see the flashbacks coming in front of my eyes. Those walks around the whole school when we came so early, the chart paper vs. art file fights we had (i always won) etc.
There were infinite moments which i can’t describe.
Now Malahat is pursuing her career in teaching and i’m sure she’s gonna be the best teacher ever. A jackass teacher too! πŸ˜‚ well, i never complement her and that’s one of the 14673 reasons i am her best friend.
Love you mate, if you’re reading this. (if not, still i love you ) πŸ˜‚πŸ˜Ž
But i don’t think you’ll ever read this one.
I mean, come on i am never gonna tell you such stuff. πŸ˜‚
Thank you! For each and everyone who gave there time in reading this.
❀

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πŸ˜‚ weird picture of mine, still love it.


I wish our friendship stays the same forever my dumbass friend.
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Thank you.

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