The bleeding Pen

A warrior artist

Daisies are blue now,
Lilies covered in red...
The absurd voices didn't stop,
As all our insecurities are fed

The black shadow crawls up to the bed,
walls seem to be closing,
and heart whimpers for its afraid

bleeding, gasping for air
smothered by pain
unable to breath, loneliness is in the air!
So much to bear,
has no escape,
knows to love itself,
but unsure if it can

sitting amongst a group,
yet lost in our own self,
Insecurity, crippling your confidence
Once a fairy tale, is now a tragedy to tell

But hey look, the tale isn't over yet
Some pages are white,
and ink is in your heart
Write till you can,
this is another day
dark clouds will pass away,
only if you draw sunlight over your head
And look, the rainbow is out there
dancing in it's ambigious state
And look the bed is infact on the clouds,
far from the black shadows,
and the walls are now gates,
and the doors are yours to break

The air is clean, and your wounds have healed
Breath the stardust, and believe in your dreams
the moon is in your heart,
and stars shine in your eyes

Bad days haven't passed,
you fought through them
you are a fighter, a dreamer, an amazing hero
who writes her own tales, and lives her own stories,
You have symphony in your whimpers
and tears marked the territory on your face,
The marks tell how many parts of your body fought through hell...
And that's how you became amazing

So breath the air that has sunshine in it
And dance at the tune of your own beat
For the world has too much to say, and too little to know...
So forget it, and Love whoever you want to
But not like a human, instead like the clouds, plants, and the nature
Love selflessly,
Love because you can,
Love, because you want to...
Because you like the feeling
And understand that nothing we say,
Nothing we do will change their perception
And neither do we owe it to them

Those scars you are hiding,
Don't doubt them
Be proud of yourself, of those scars
And smile through them

Your life is yours to live
The battles you've fought are brilliant even if fought silently,
Smile, dance and breath!
This life is a gift,
A canvas waiting to be spilled by colours
And you are the artist
Who doesn't care what the spectators think,
The artist paints the world like they want to
So go ahead, grab the pallet of emotions and paint the world
Because you deserve to

-Riddhi Oza
#keepsmiling 💙