Something borrowed

Not so long ago, a storm came knocking on my door,
It shuffled my life, to the core,

I whined for a while, seeing how things had turned around,

I lost almost everything,
Yet in the nothingness,
everything was what I had found,

Days passed and turned into years,
as I learned to dive through the storms of sorrow,
A little faith was all that I had to borrow. :)

Safe haven!

Memories of some people are so imprinted on our mind,
that it refuses to forget their absence.

Life goes on, as it is supposed to be and the mind opts to
keep them safe in the heart.

Pursuit of dreams

Dreams, for which you are ready to risk everything and some more,

Dreams, that have the power either to make you or break you,

Dreams, that give you an adrenaline rush and a meaning to your being,

Ain't such dreams worth chasing?

Wounded warriors

Maybe, some wounds aren't supposed to heal completely.

Maybe, it is supposed to stay that way.

It is supposed to hurt us every now and then;

only to make us stronger with each passing day.

In a way, we all are wounded warriors waging a war against time.