Life is Beautiful

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And there she was all broken and beaten, lost in a world she doesn't belong, with her shattered heart again splintered into pieces... torn and tarnished, she stood there listless, lifeless.
Then one morning she saw the dews falling, the rays sipping in her warm bed, the silk dancing in the breeze ,she witnessed how colors came to life...how it filled her in. 

 A distant tune starts playing, a beat so foreign, a rhythm so alive, and suddenly her empty heart starts beating, her feet is dreaming, she closes her eyes and let it go, she lets her dissolve in that melody, in that beauty, to remain as a distant story, dancing and rejoicing...a distant melody- fresh and flowing...

 Life, how can I complain when every form of you is so colourful, every encounters more beautiful, how you find new ways to fill me with gratitude.



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  1. AnonymousSeptember 25, 2015 at 10:16 PM

    Your do strike the cords of my neurons ...you have successfully made me realize that life is beyond what we let our mind feel rather than soaking into the natures gift given to us. We lament and hold on to our past so much that we forget to enjoy what's in front of us....our own life!

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  2. AnonymousSeptember 25, 2015 at 10:18 PM

    Slight error in my previous comment .... I meant to type words ...but my mobile turned it into a smiley face ... :D

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  3. noraSeptember 25, 2015 at 11:15 PM

    yes we do that don't we, constantly missing this moment we go on living in the past or our future. And mind plays all these games with us. It's funny we have to remind ourselves to enjoy our own life. :D

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    1. AnonymousSeptember 26, 2015 at 1:19 AM

      Indeed we do need to constantly remind ourselves about the vast pool of happiness lying ahead of us! You once told me that I should let go of the strings, wait and see if those loose ends would find its way back to me or not... I hope they do...sooner or later! But until the wait is over ...i will try to make most of it..try to be happy. Thank you for inspiring me :) your are good writer and a good friend! Hope to see more of your posts in near future! :)

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    2. noraSeptember 26, 2015 at 2:21 AM

      that's good to hear :)

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