
**
You love words. But you realize, you love their absence too. In the abyss of wordlessness, you weep, wander, but find peace, away from those preaching words that hurt your wounds more. You wonder how those tiny, beautiful alphabets that gather your emotions together and try to mean something can sound so ruthless sometimes. How words that heal can hurt so much! You realize, just like the reality and some real people, words also have countless faces.
So hide.
Or pause. Little life. But don’t rewind. Stay in your cocoon, right there. Heal in silence and savor the solitude.
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Thank you, Indira. 🙂
A beautiful post as usual.
Well said. Very beautifully put. 🙂
I agree with you completely. The first paragraph of this is about various suggestions I come across, and those suggestions, words don’t really make life easy. 🙂
I believe, pretending that something has not happened or it does not exist does not really help, we have to face life and make our own decisions and we are responsible what we make of our life. Thanks for sharing.
I agree. 🙂
I concur, Nida. We all need a little silence. It’s impossible to think sometimes, without it. Thank you for the visit. 🙂
That’s so positive, Itty. Thank you very much for reading. 🙂
I’m glad to read that, Ree. 🙂
Wow! That’s a great thought. Thank you, Vishal. 🙂
Recharging was really necessary. Thank you for the amazing input, Christy. Love and hugs to you.
That’s a great suggestion, Jennie. Love and hugs to you too. Thank you for the visit.:)
“Take things as they are. Punch when you have to punch. Kick when you have to kick.” (Bruce Lee) and “Heal in silence and savor the solitude” when you need to. Love and hugs to you Archita.
Words can heal, but so can action (or inaction). But we all need to take time to recharge at some point. Tap into the electric current that is yourself.
You are loved,
Christy
Beautiful. Sometimes, it’s good to be silent and weave words that speak a lot. Hope you doing well, Archita:)
Beautiful, just beautiful, the way you express.
When the pitcher is full, it must be emptied. When the time is right, we will fill it again.
We all need a little silence in life. It does heal. But silence should stay over only for a while. Like a long lost friend coming to visit, only to be bidden farewell to, the next morning, or the day after. A welcomed friend who you wish to see again. But not too soon.
Words have countless faces, loved that. I like silence too, noise kills the beauty of life