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81 " You are the thirsting rose, drinking my light..... "
― Jayita Bhattacharjee
82 " To be cautious is not to be a lover, for to love is to risk looking like a fool in front of the whole world.. "
83 " Love is in the hunger between the unwritten lyrics. It is the meeting where time trembles,it is then that poetry comes in search of you both... "
84 " Life, while it breaks one bud to blossom, it crushes another. One smile springs, while another dies. Such is the melody of life...……..Jayita Bhattacharjee "
85 " You are the beautiful song waiting to be sung You are the beautiful story waiting to be told..... "
86 " I loved you in a way that knew not the passage of time--maybe so--every moment became eternal. Every stroke you made revealed to me my dreams and desires. That's when I knew, something of you is left inside,something that pulls me into the light.... "
87 " Grief seems like feeling unbroken one moment and breaking into pieces in another, walking away from places that bring back the memory of what once was there, who once lived there, swaying in rage, caught in a fog of depression, acceptance and denial, slow waning of interest, a desire to retreat in aloneness as if it is beyond the understanding of this world of your colossal loss, searching for that familiar face while walking down the streets..... "
88 " The self sustaining beauty that pushes the fears and uplifts to dream, to hope and to begin again. What defines it is its act of endurance, through the grueling seasons of life..... "
89 " Delve into your deepest depths and seek what compels you to write. If it is something that you cannot walk away from, then you are called. Find out for yourself if the reason is rooted into your being, your very existence. Slip into your soul and ask, if writing is your essentiality. Will you be able to live if it would be otherwise? Will a part of you live with a void if you do not hold the pen and let your words flow? Will your living reduce to a mere existence? Ask yourself this question: Is writing a compelling necessity for you to live from a place of passion, purpose and meaning? Dig into your unmined depths and see for once what answer lies in your profound self.If it gifts you the essential essence of living, then give in to this inviting impulse. It will not fail you, rather uplift you in your darkest hours. In your brightest days, it adds more colors and in your rainy days, it gives you the sheltering umbrella. "
90 " May you be blessed so you can be a blessing to those who cross your path today.May you be loved so you can be love to those in need of you today.May you sing joy so you can be a song to those dying in grief today. "
91 " The memories are scattered along the pathway, and the unremembered times come back to life. There I see the enigma of reminiscence, how can it pull a heart into the light, yet break it in pieces, how agony and ecstasy blend with one another..... "
92 " In the pull of unknown...I sense my thirst....and so I wander...the way wild winds do....the way the tides long for the shores...the way the stars through darkness meander....like the ships adrift at sea....the way the robins flutter in the winds...the way the sea lulls itself to sleep....and starlight lives in the deepest of my deeps.... "
93 " Melancholy is the enticing madness that evokes solitude and ecstasy as it is the song of a secluded sadness, a laughter veiling the falling rain.... "
94 " The autumnal rain that pushed me to smell the essence of the falling leaves, the scent of rain that bears a story in its muffled pain...... "
95 " To write is to unearth all that you have carefully enfolded inside...to write is to bring into light the buried dreams and desires you once had...of a life you once imagined....to write is to collect the left overs and build them into a house of words... "
96 " Sometimes grief turns you into a hardened sculpture...for in it is carved the faraway memories...sometimes grief kisses your every wound and awakens you to life again.........some other times grief turns you into a poet...or it makes you the poem itself.....or the song on the lips of a wounded heart...... "
97 " Life becomes a moment to moment ecstasy when you stay connected to your spirit as you learn to live by what binds you to your soul even a speck of dust will turn to a glittered star folding your despair while unfolding your dreams..... "
98 " The greatest challenge lies in transforming knowledge into wisdom, in reshaping dust into beauty so much so that your eyes burn with tears in a joy unfelt for so long. "
99 " The held inside emotions that stay unvoiced are the very emotion that make you human. Let them loose for they are the voice of your soul.... "
100 " The scars are written ...in the stars...and from it flowers.... the unrhymed poems ....and somewhere out there...a leaf trembles...a bird cries....for it breaks ....through the frigid ground....as the rain falls....and the earth makes music again..........Jayita Bhattacharjee "