Everyone seems to be vigorous,until they encounter a real storm.Trees with weak roots often fall in ferocious gale, while those with strong roots remain upright.Resilient. -Elysian Bookgraphy
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Within your arms, I find my peace. Under your enormous care, I find myself safe. With your firm trust, I find my strength. Under your unconditional love, I find my life. -Elysian Bookgraphy- Share your thoughts on this in the comment section.
Educate your Son..END RAPE CULTURE!!
A soul, made by that God, attacked by some dogs.Dragged & ripped apart.It Screamed,while trying to resist.It Screeched,While suffering the cruelness.At last it died.Once again, Objectified.Seeing thisferocious,barbarous act,God also mourned,questioned himself,Why he made theseevil creatures, the monsters.When will these changeWhen will these demons understand this truththat a soul, has no religionhas no castehas no gender.It can only bepure / impure,dependingContinue reading “Educate your Son..END RAPE CULTURE!!”
The shine was so bright, the public ran towards the light.Followed the ray of stardom, imitating, idealizing, and deifying them.O my Celebrities, O Celebrities, they sang in chorus.Now in shock, the shine disappeared, the brightness gone.It’s avoltage down.Today they regretfollowing that artificial light.Ever thought of idealizing their own parents.The real hero & heroinethe ‘Original Light’ of their life. -Elysian Bookgraphy- HeyContinue reading “Voltage Down”
In the search of a Bright Spot..
Fed up of a dark place, where nothing was to be held on to. With her will-power, she decided to leave towards a ray of hope. Looking for a clear sky, she walked so so far, through those dense woods. Overcoming all the Obstacles.. finally she reached the cliff and saw the beautiful sky. –Continue reading “In the search of a Bright Spot..”
Paper & Quill
A thought that once originated from your mind,reaches on a paper,it is when the magic happens.Flowing with words in the ink of positivityfrom your quill,it is when a bird getsits freedom and fly high.You never know,it can change the lives of people,it can change the world.-Elysian Bookgraphy
The one, came & gone for a reason from your life.The one, came & stayed for a reason in your life. -Elysian Bookgraphy
I think It’s a deja vuI am reliving all of it,this journey, my lifemy love and you,all of this.Stuck inside themaze of time,tried escaping,but can’t.There is no doorto exit, once youget in.Time, Time isvery bizarre, strangeand inexplicable.It was there, it is hereIt will be ahead.You can die,but you cannever be ableto subjugate it.It is God.GodContinue reading “Time”
Who stole the life?
If you are alive, I must say you have the most precious thingin your hand ; it is life.‘As they say, ‘Jaan hai to Jahan hai’.Now, Take a moment from your busy schedule, to Live.Yes you heard it right,To Live.Live your life.Must have forgotten, how to live?Just rushing and crushing it,Right..?Its time, its time thatContinue reading “Who stole the life?”
Cruelty at its peak.This is our reality.Time has arrivedto think and think againwhy we are here.Do we really deserveto be living here?taking shelter,snaffling resources,and in the endnot even appreciatinga little,insteadbeing barbaric.Time has arrivedFor us to leave,we humans have crossed all the limits,in disrespecting our mother nature.We don’t deserve this home,this Earth.Disgraceful.Ashamed.Guilty.– Elysian Bookgraphy