I was born a warrior, I am a fighter but I don't fight against people; I fight against those treacherous demons within me , those monsters who crave darkness, who feed on my miseries and who crave gore & destruction. I fight every waking moment and sometimes this world makes it too difficult to win. Sometimes when I am about to loose; I remember those strangers who made my day just by smiling DV

Bound by shackles, bruised and broken; I still hope ; I hope for better days, better times and mostly a better me. A me, who could tear all the shackles ;binding me and my dreams without being scared of the unseen and the unknown. - Divya Varma

It is pride ; that gets wounded, it is love; that hurts , there are injuries which pain and then there is time; which heals and scars which remain. - divya varma

I am a slave to my mind bound by thoughts and dominated by emotions. sometimes it becomes too suffocating to continue , and sometimes too loud to ignore. And my pleas for help go unheard. Here I am caged between walls of hatred, pride and envy.

Always remember; when you try taming a wild force and try getting rid them of their wilderness, you create a genius of a monster; who will ruin you & your tamed and domesticated mind.... - Divya varma

I walk down ; the path of darkness to embrace the inner passion, the passionate warrior and those raging flames, just to live a life full of intensity and to just be me. . - divya varma

one nasty thought, one nasty emotion and one wrong decision; can make the most beautiful of places crematorial grounds and the most beautiful of smiles become forced to mourn for losses.

In darkness only , is light appreciated and only in saddness, happiness is understood.