I’m not lonely

I’m not lonely…

I like sleeping alone…

On this big bed…

With no one to disturb me…

I’m not lonely…

I go for movies alone…

My popcorn’s mine to eat…

No one to whisper annoying gibberish into my ear!

I’m not lonely…

I like kids, from a distance…

I suppose they are cute when they aren’t creating a mess…

I don’t have to worry about the hormones and weight…

I’m not lonely…

I shop alone…

And I’m done in a jiffy…

Who wants to listen to what you think of this dress when you won’t be here to see it?

I’m not lonely…

I have books….

And music to lose myself in…

Till I nod off…

I’m not lonely…

So what if my mom’s the only one who’ll pick up my call every single time?

I am my best friend, I take care of me…

I swear…I am not lonely….


This is a shout out and a hug to anyone who is feeling lonely at this very moment. You are not alone. Loneliness is a global epidemic and it is not good for anyone to feel they have no one to talk to – so get out of your comfort zone and interact with other people! Go attend meet ups/go for plays/go to the gym/attend a hobby class…do something to break the ice and eventually – you will make friends. One of the best ways to make friends is to volunteer. :)

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Love,

Ladyhawk!!

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Your Photograph

Your photograph…

I kept it on my bedside table,

When true love seemed like reality…

And not something that you’d read about in a fable…

 

Your photograph,

It was my screensaver,

My wall paper,

Yes I was a starry eyed – gazer…

 

Your photograph…

Was in some old folder…

I’d open it when something reminded me of you…

I’m sure now you look much older…

 

Your photograph…

Is now in the trash can…

In tiny little pieces…

For you, are no longer my man!

 

Its the only way to move on…

To say goodbye to the things that remind me of you…

While I can’t erase the memories…

I can always get rid of…

Your photograph


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Before the beat drops

This is a work of fiction…


I was in the process of getting ready.

Ready for what, you may ask.

Ready to kill.

What? 

I am not a killer. Or maybe I am. That’s what all my jilted lovers said, anyway.


I sprayed on my perfume – my signature scent. If this didn’t make anyone go nuts – nothing would. It was a feminine scent with a hint of mystery and freshness. I wasn’t one of those women who was going to pretend to be above all of this. I liked pretty things. So what?

I inspected myself with a critical eye and smiled.

Time to kill.


I have a question for you….why do you think people go to bars? Pubs? Discos? Or ‘lounges’ which are bars but we like to call them by some other name to um appear to be cool or whatever it is that we like to do to show off.

I believe it is for a variety of reasons. For example – I could always spot the stressed out, married males on Friday nights. They’d have that weary look that only people who hate their jobs and their wives have. They came to zone out. 

And then there would be a gaggle of girls who would most probably be giggling away, ordering cheap cocktails in their itsy bitsy dresses. College kids, pretending to have a girls night out while most of them were secretly hoping for some cute guy to approach them. 

There would be an assortment of some middle aged people too at times – who would look like complete misfits with their bellies and double chins. All a part of the eco – system. They came to feel young and let their hair down before going back to the grind of grocery shopping and dropping their kids to school.

There would be the lone wolves – who would basically look super creepy and were potential sexual offenders.

And then the stags…they would be there in pairs…or groups of 2…3 or more. You could always spot the alpha in the group. He’d be the one who would be looking my way. 

But it didn’t matter. I went there for the music and the music alone. Anyone who wanted to talk to me would have a pretty tough time for I would have lost interest by the time the beat dropped.

Music was my escape…and dancing with a bunch of strangers in a room (and my room mate Naina) just made me feel like I was a part of a tribe but I wasn’t. I could do this alone, in my room…I didn’t need to smoke weed or drink a dozen shots to get high. Music was my drug…

You get me, don’t you?


 

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Missing

You are missing from me…

I wish I could make you see…

That every place with you in it..felt like home…

And now I can’t find it…no matter where I roam…

I miss everything…

Your smile…your big, honest eyes…

I wonder if you miss me like I do…

These feelings are misting up my eyes…

I miss talking to you about the things that I love…

I miss ranting about the things that I hate…

I miss being your rock and talking sense into you…

And being there for each other when our hearts were about to break…

I miss drinking with you…

Listening to lame pop music on a loop…

I miss our random plans…

And how we could chase away each other’s blues…

I deeply regret how things ended…

In my own way I tried to mend it…

After so long I am scared that you forgot me…

For you were one of the the few who really got me…


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Winter is Coming….Hahaha

If you haven’t seen the latest season of GOT – don’t read this!

I thought the third episode was…well….it was….(deep sigh) damn annoying!!

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Winter is coming, they said…

Hyped up the fear of the dead…

All I saw was the Night King beaming…

I was looking forward to more beheadings and screaming…

smiling

When did Dany become so uncool…

And what was up with Theon, running towards the Night King like a fool?

Bran’s blank stare was getting to be a bore…

And they ended it with with a girl who was in the process of settling a score…

dead king

I was laughing out of frustration…

For seven seasons they built up our expecations…

Of how the white walkers were the baddest of them all…

Who gets the Iron Throne now – let’s see where the chips will fall…

cersei

I personally am tired of Cersei and her smirk…

And of how creepy Varys is, in every shadow you’ll see him lurk…

But I don’t see Jon and Dany having a happy ever after…

I hope the ending of this season doesn’t result in more frustrated laughter…


Sincerely,

Ladyhawk