You are beautiful and I know it because of the way you treat other people.

Shreya Maurya

You are beautiful and I know it because of the way you treat other people.

Shreya Maurya

Some gentle reminder for you and me for we are growing together 🍃

Quote by Shreya Maurya

Quote by Shreya Maurya

“How many times will you crush your soul with the weight of other's sorrows? How many anxious days and sleepless nights before you learn you cannot help each and every person in your life?

I feel a person cannot be there for everyone at all times. Some crisis are for them to deal with on their own. Your struggles are no less. Work on keeping yourself happy first, your well being matters too.

There's nothing to feel guilty about, they aren't your responsibility. Sometimes people ought to take accountability for their actions and deal effectively with the consequences on their own. Let people take responsibility of winning some battles by themselves. You've been fighting for too long now, in all the possible situations for them. You need to cut yourself some slack too. “

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I'm more of a person with long forgotten dreams than someone wiped clean of wretched memories. And child if you must know, both annihilate a person with equal force.

Shreya maurya.

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I'd relive this pain that follows your departure, i'll do it over and over with you because even a hurt this deep, your abyssal absence, feels like a paper cut with you next to me.

- Shreya maurya //abyssal absence.

"In this sad life you are a beautiful tragedy" -Shreya Maurya

I refuse to follow trails of hollow promises that lead me to you, for I now know you never wished to be found. And I’ve understood it well.

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My mind often drifts to strange places,

leaving behind a question,

'what it's like to stay gone.'

Then there are questions

i do actually have answers for,

with known pathways.

'How to stay away from sinful thoughts.'

Find peace. Take a long walk.

Draw with ink, write with chalk.

There isn't a correct way

but running only invites more chaos

than already existing.

Peace is a slow and lonesome destination.

Like working with paint knifes.

Building courage from scratch.

Scrapping honey from past.

It requires patience more

than it requires anything else,

mostly nothing.

So let your wings fly you to places

with clear blue sky,

more greens than fissure lands,

that carry the warmth of serenity.

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What if my wounds were all glitters, waiting to be noticed, anxiously bleeding gold. Would you ask me then of the hurt, the accident or simply stare because it looked beautiful little-known wreck but only different.

- we all hurt in different ways.

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