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"All the bright places X Fix you (Coldplay)" πŸ’«

Every person’s experience with grief is different and unique.Anyone you meet might be fighting a silent battle that no one really talks about. A thing about life is that you are someone different to each person you meet and it doesn't really matter how other people portray you.The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places. 
None of us really knows how much time do we have, as life is so uncertain.It’s even harder to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. We can't always plan things, sometimes things need to be unplanned.Drive anywhere and everywhere, even when there’s nowhere to go. Even the smallest places may mean something.The problem with people is they forget that most of the time it’s the small things that count. Just be careful with that heart of yours.β€πŸ’«

||"What if life could be this way? Only the happy parts, none of the terrible, not even the mildly unpleasant. What if we could just cut out the bad and keep the good?"
"Let me ask you something. Do you think there's such a thing as a perfect day?"
"What?"
"A perfect day. Start to finish. When nothing terrible or sad or ordinary happens. Do you think it's possible?"
"I don't know."
"Have you ever had one?"
"No."
"I've never had one either, but I'm looking for it. "~Jennifer Niven||

I would recommend everyone to watch this movie❀

"All the bright places X Fix you (Coldplay)" πŸ’« Every person’s experience with grief is different and unique.Anyone you meet might be fighting a silent battle that no one really talks about. A thing about life is that you are someone different to each person you meet and it doesn't really matter how other people portray you.The world breaks everyone, and afterward, many are strong at the broken places. None of us really knows how much time do we have, as life is so uncertain.It’s even harder to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. We can't always plan things, sometimes things need to be unplanned.Drive anywhere and everywhere, even when there’s nowhere to go. Even the smallest places may mean something.The problem with people is they forget that most of the time it’s the small things that count. Just be careful with that heart of yours.β€πŸ’« ||"What if life could be this way? Only the happy parts, none of the terrible, not even the mildly unpleasant. What if we could just cut out the bad and keep the good?" "Let me ask you something. Do you think there's such a thing as a perfect day?" "What?" "A perfect day. Start to finish. When nothing terrible or sad or ordinary happens. Do you think it's possible?" "I don't know." "Have you ever had one?" "No." "I've never had one either, but I'm looking for it. "~Jennifer Niven|| I would recommend everyone to watch this movie❀ #allthebrightplaces #moviequotes #moviegasm

 
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Among those infinite number of places, 
Somewhere,In the midst of a dark night
When I'll be walking down the streets, 
I'll look for someone to hold my hands. 
When the moon would be bright, 
And the street lights would be fading away, 
I would be recalling those bundle of memories. 
When there would be no one around, 
But me, alone in the road, 
I would be looking for someone. 
May be there would be 
thousands of unsaid things to be talked about. 
May be we would be looking for each other. 
May be we will be remembering each other. 
And wondering how it felt like "forever" In those few moments. 
And then, 
We would be smiling,
Looking into each other's eyes
And for one last time, 
We would bid each other Goodbye . ❀
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Among those infinite number of places, Somewhere,In the midst of a dark night When I'll be walking down the streets, I'll look for someone to hold my hands. When the moon would be bright, And the street lights would be fading away, I would be recalling those bundle of memories. When there would be no one around, But me, alone in the road, I would be looking for someone. May be there would be thousands of unsaid things to be talked about. May be we would be looking for each other. May be we will be remembering each other. And wondering how it felt like "forever" In those few moments. And then, We would be smiling, Looking into each other's eyes And for one last time, We would bid each other Goodbye . ❀ . . . . Follow: @life_beyond_poetries_ πŸ–€

Sometimes we don't understand what's right and what's wrong. 
Sometimes the wrong seems right. 
And sometimes nothing seems right either. 
Sometimes it's all about the temporary moment. 
The temporary peace and temporary happiness. 
We never really look for it, 
We find it somewhere out of our comfort zone, 
And get our comfort there, 
Even if it's just for few seconds. 

Sometimes it's all about the attachment
Which is not meant for us. 
Yet comes with a bundle of solace. 
We don't need it for survival, 
But that's the thing which makes our survival a little easier, 
Even if it's temporary. ❀
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Sometimes we don't understand what's right and what's wrong. Sometimes the wrong seems right. And sometimes nothing seems right either. Sometimes it's all about the temporary moment. The temporary peace and temporary happiness. We never really look for it, We find it somewhere out of our comfort zone, And get our comfort there, Even if it's just for few seconds. Sometimes it's all about the attachment Which is not meant for us. Yet comes with a bundle of solace. We don't need it for survival, But that's the thing which makes our survival a little easier, Even if it's temporary. ❀ . . . Follow:@life_beyond_poetries_ ❀

 
I stood right there, 
And watched myself burning in the ashes of memories❀
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I stood right there, And watched myself burning in the ashes of memories❀ . . . . Follow:@life_beyond_poetries_πŸ’›

At certain point of our life. 
We search for nothing, 
But peace. 
We hope for nothing
But happiness. 

Looking at the world outside, 
Where everything seems to be bright and beautiful. 
And we're stuck in our own little world, 
Trying to mend our old wounds. 
Trying to rediscover ourselves in this bogus crowd. 
Trying to find a meaning to live a life. 
And care about nobody else
But ourselves. ❀
 -Joyati

At certain point of our life. We search for nothing, But peace. We hope for nothing But happiness. Looking at the world outside, Where everything seems to be bright and beautiful. And we're stuck in our own little world, Trying to mend our old wounds. Trying to rediscover ourselves in this bogus crowd. Trying to find a meaning to live a life. And care about nobody else But ourselves. ❀ -Joyati

 
Our journeys are different. 
Our path would be different. 
You would go somewhere, 
I would go somewhere. 
Maybe our paths would intersect someday. 
May be we would never meet again. 
May be we will walk along the same path, 
Pretending to be strangers. 
May be we will walk together in a parallel road. 
Which will never intersect.. 
So may be, 
I would keep you in my heart as a piece of memory 
And still be unbothered. 
And may be, 
The ending would be painful. 
But it would be beautiful ❀❀
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Our journeys are different. Our path would be different. You would go somewhere, I would go somewhere. Maybe our paths would intersect someday. May be we would never meet again. May be we will walk along the same path, Pretending to be strangers. May be we will walk together in a parallel road. Which will never intersect.. So may be, I would keep you in my heart as a piece of memory And still be unbothered. And may be, The ending would be painful. But it would be beautiful ❀❀ . . . Follow: @life_beyond_poetries_🍁

At the end of the day when the sun sets down, 
May be I'll write those incomplete poems. 
Remembering the reminiscences underneath those teared pages. 
Winding up those broken pieces. 
Carrying a dozens of emotions inside me. 
May be I'll write those incomplete poems. 
Hearing the old melodies, 
Sitting just by myself, 
With a heart heavy carrying an intense feeling of nostalgia. 
May be I'll write those incomplete poems. 
Wondering how my life has changed in front of my eyes in a moment without me even realising it. 
I know the question would be "why".
But I'll keep on writing those incomplete poems. 
Looking at the sunset. 
Willing to erase those awful memories, 
Willing to Start my life all over again. 
And the feeling won't subside,
The nostalgia would hit me back. 
May be that's how I'll complete those incomplete poems. 
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At the end of the day when the sun sets down, May be I'll write those incomplete poems. Remembering the reminiscences underneath those teared pages. Winding up those broken pieces. Carrying a dozens of emotions inside me. May be I'll write those incomplete poems. Hearing the old melodies, Sitting just by myself, With a heart heavy carrying an intense feeling of nostalgia. May be I'll write those incomplete poems. Wondering how my life has changed in front of my eyes in a moment without me even realising it. I know the question would be "why". But I'll keep on writing those incomplete poems. Looking at the sunset. Willing to erase those awful memories, Willing to Start my life all over again. And the feeling won't subside, The nostalgia would hit me back. May be that's how I'll complete those incomplete poems. . ~Joyati🌻 . . . Follow: @life_beyond_poetries_ 🌻 . ... #naturephotography #nature #photography #naturelovers #photooftheday #landscape

 
Shooting stars ❀

Shooting stars ❀

Sometimes you have to be your own Comfort,
Because at certain times, 
It seems like
The more you socialize, 
The more you get disappointed.

Sometimes you have to be your own Comfort, Because at certain times, It seems like The more you socialize, The more you get disappointed.

We often tend to forget things. 
We pretend like everything's fine. 
And it doesn't matter whatever it is, 
However it is. 
But deep down, 
It matters, 
It always does. 
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We often tend to forget things. We pretend like everything's fine. And it doesn't matter whatever it is, However it is. But deep down, It matters, It always does. . . . Follow: @life_beyond_poetries_ 🌼❀

Perhaps, 
The world is too big, 
Perhaps, 
The world is full of crowds. 
Yet! 
Aren't we all alone? 
We are surrounded by a number of people. 
Aren't we still feel lonely in this huge crowd. 
We're just lost somewhere, 
Pretending to be someone else. 
 -Joyati
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Perhaps, The world is too big, Perhaps, The world is full of crowds. Yet! Aren't we all alone? We are surrounded by a number of people. Aren't we still feel lonely in this huge crowd. We're just lost somewhere, Pretending to be someone else. -Joyati . . . . Follow: @life_beyond_poetries_

 
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