I sat in a dark room, pondering over an issue ‘What do I really want?’ brought astonishing results. After so long I listened to rain drops carefully ( Yayyy… It’s raining here) , sound of silence ( that constant buzz in my ears that always leave me during the day and back by night to make me love β€οΈthis silence again and again), what more could be done to this life (am literally bored like I am missing Me) and conditions apply , these inner boundaries sometimes suck even this body, I want my soul to fly one more time, high and higher to bring ME again.
Love π
Infinite Being π
There is something sublime about the quiet, the gentle disruption of the rain and the violent storm raging in the mind πβΊοΈ
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