ज्ञाNOHOLICS

 Hello bello readers today I am going to write about the most negative thing  that happen to us in our lives that is our trauma a time where we did not know how to go on in life we didn't know  what to react and yes  once again this is going to be in form of poetry: I WANTED TO SAY SO MUCH  BUT WORD WERE LESS PAINFUL DAYS NIGHTS WERE RESTLESS WAS IT ALL  MY MISTAKE ? OR YOU JUST HAD A DIFFERENT TAKE  I AM UNSURE OF MY RIGHT AND WRONG CUES BUT YOURS  WERE PRETTY CLEAR AND  THAT LED ME TO THE WORLD OF BLUES I DON'T REMEMBER EXACTLY  ALL THE FACT  BUT YOUR  VENOMOUS ACT IS  THERE IN MY HEAD INTACT DEVOID OF SUPPORT LIVED LIKE  A ROBOT EXPECTING SOMEONE TO RESCUE ME  NOT FROM ANYTHING ELSE BUT ME  SILENCE WAS KILLING ME VIOLENCE  TOOK PLACE WILLINGLY 

 Hello bello readers :)  writing after ages  actually  I always get stuck in my boring mundane work  and then suddenly I realize that hello  you are a poetess too so  coming back with a  new poem . MOVING ON -NEW STRATEGIES OF SURVIVAL  Surrendering to  the flow even in  the process if  I loose the golden glow  high  tide or slow apprehensions I throw  moving ahead alive or dead walking with  faith in my heart no less from the start past was a different game old innocent  strategies of survival which were mostly lame  got myself a new identity a new name indeed I will  still pray for fame no more innocent planning I proclaim going with the flow no more proving innocence nothing to show. CHAPTER  2 :) Hello bello readers coming back with a new post this new year I have decided to fully change myself so I will be sharing more gyans to you guys but but but in the form of poetry mostly  ...