Chained by your own desires and ideas of perfection, falling back again and again inside the crude walls that other built for you to foster their idea of perfection in you, break through them, it is time to be shapeless.

You have not been seeing the mirror often lately opposite of what you used to do when you were little. The mirror being the absolute reflection of you has some complaints.

There is something romantic about the rain, thunder, droplets and petrichor. Maybe they all are trying to tell a story that we never ever thought of?

We all are just a bunch of stories merged together, to form who we really are.

There are people we meet and often don't meet again, we fall hopelessly in love with them with nothing in return, we remember them as warm memory that keeps us alive in the darkest days and coldest nights. Remember you, a poem that emphasizes on remembering the person as a sweet memory rather than loving and wrecking the sweet memories that we associate them with and keeping the excitement and love alive.

We all crave for somebody to hold our hand in the hour of need, somebody who feels like Sunshine and has a personality of a panda bear who can just warm us up with long hugs. But sometimes that panda bear does need a warm hug themselves.

We sometimes come out as weak and accept the opinions of others, what they think of us instead of accpeting as we are, we sometimes cave in to what they say. Embroidery is a metaphor for the personality, and how some people don't mind to wreck it.