I Find Serendipity In My Writing

I Find Serendipity In My Writing

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How I was lost in the evening of everyone's departure one by one, shattered with the thoughts of their laugh-ridden faces and my tears didn't even pray for a morning full of light. I was in absolute dispute. This was when God waved hands from heaven and came like a hand full of bliss and I collided with words. Words came like gold, pearls, diamonds and I couldn't get enough of them. I still get back to those days which were my lengthy beach walk and I swam in the depth of word-sea to resurrect my peace back. Gladfully I succeeded.


Yes, all of you've read it right I succeeded in tracing serene in my writing. Nights weren't as horrible as it used to be because my poems stood like a wall in front of my scars, mornings were full of aubade with the newly-written notions and evenings used to sing a serenade crushing into the pool of verses. If I say I was slowly healing, you won't believe until I tell you in my support that I was steadily leaving everyone and everything behind that wasn't agreed to align with my entity.


Healing partially depends on leaving too. So, our minds too need liberty. Heavy minds are never supposedly fill it up with fresh thoughts. And, I won't mind crediting my writing to make me see the beauty of liberty, the beauty of freedom and the beauty of escaping the thoughts we shouldn't anymore imprison. Diaries are my only source of escaping boredom. The redolent and profound smell makes me insane and I won't complete giving my gratitude to the biggest serendipity of my life, my writing.


As I say I find all the precious elements embedded in it, I will keep on searching for more until and unless heaven makes a journey and admit that words are my ultimate destiny towards paradise. I want to hear the words in a whisper, "Never ever get a break up with your words, as serendipity like this happens once in a thousand light-year. "


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