Wednesday, 25 March 2015

I make my own rules. I make my own path. I don't have to do what others think I should do. This is my life and I have the power to change my world. To change it and shape it in the way I see fit. I have the power to defy the rules that have been imposed on me; rules that I deem unfit for my lifestyle.

So don't try to stop me because I am a rebel and this is a revolution.

For All Of You

This is for those people who aren't on the stage, but behind the curtains. 
To those whose voices haven't been heard yet.
To the backbenchers and the misfits.
To those who do all the work but are not credited.
To those who feel like they aren't worth it.

Trust me, you are worth it. Without you, there's be no set. Without you, there'd be no hope and no music. Without you, the world wouldn't be able to go on.

This is for the wild ones, the shy ones, the quiet ones, the loud ones, the lonely ones, the broken ones, the ones who don't give a fuck.
This is for all of you.



Perfection Is Deception

Perfection is deception; something we try to attain in order to alter everybody's perception. 
We want our imperfections to turn into something they call 'attractions', and in this process, we never ever achieve satisfaction.
No matter how much we change, society treats us like abominations.
We can never live up to their crazy expectations.


We all want attention, but don't you know?
To them we are just some obnoxious distractions.



Saturday, 7 March 2015

We Are All Just Human Beings

We live in a world where some people like to label each and every thing.
From Cabinets to even innocent Human Beings.

We are all given different abhorrent labels. Labels that include everything but the word 'Human.'

They call us 'Fat, Skinny, Gay or a liar.' No matter how much we change, we can never satisfy them.

We live in a cruel world where people love to kill. Not with weapons but what they come 
out with.

It's a scary world where some would rather die than be themselves; some would rather live a lie than say "I am proud of who I am."

We can't change the world but at least we can try. I can't do this alone so we need to unite.

After all, in the end we are all Human and different labels shouldn't be able to define us.

So let's join hands and stop those bigots from labeling everything.
Because in the end we are all just human beings hanging on the same string.


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Sunday, 21 December 2014

It's Farewell Now

Behind that mask,
behind that smile,
there is a girl,
with a broken life

She wants them to notice,
to notice her scars,
But she can't let them,
she has learned from the past.

Wearing long sleeves,
even in those hot summers
Staring at her wrists as they bleed, every single time it hurts.

They don't know what's going on in
her dark mind,
they can't see through her,
don't seem to question her lies.

"I am not pretty,
not even smart.
I can't control my tears,
not anymore."

Don't worry darling,
Its all gonna end soon
Just point that gun at your hopeless heart
Pull the trigger, its Farewell now.

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Sunday, 14 December 2014

Horrible World

They didn't know about the things she did,
In her room, with a blade.
They thought they had this happy little girl
They didn't know that she was afraid.

Afraid of moving on; afraid of living.
Afraid of losing everything; afraid of herself.

Every night she picked it up,
The blade in her right hand.
With a broken smile, she cut herself,
Until there was no place left.

"This is my last cut"
She said one day.
And then she went out, bought a rope,
And silently hanged herself.

They found her hanging from the ceiling fan,
And a note on her bed
This is what it said,
"It's a horrible world; get out while you still can."

Saturday, 29 November 2014

He entered my life and taught me how to play.
He played everything like a king and I went along with it,
It wasn't until a few days after it started, that I realized
I wasn't the other player, I was the victim.
A victim of his murderous lies.

It was too late,
I couldn't get out of his mischievous games
When I tried to run, he tied me up
When I tried to scream, he shut me up

Days and nights went by,
I was still stuck in his daunting life
I prayed for the game to end soon
And that’s when I realized, that he wasn't planning
To finish it till I was doomed.

I knew I had to devise a plan,
I knew I had to escape
I was close, it was about to stop
And that’s when I heard the scream of a tiny tot.

She was just seven years old,
She deserved so much more
Not his cruelty, not his lunacy
Not his plays, not his brutality.

So I walked towards him, I didn't stop
I picked up his gun and shot
All those years, something I was unable to do.
Something I should’ve done a long time ago.

I shot him three times in the head
And then I smiled at him as he bled
I looked at the pretty girl who was now crying
And there instead of her, I saw myself.

- Isha Sharma

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Thursday, 16 October 2014

Hey I'm back!

Hey, it's been a long time, hasn't it? Anyway, I'm back with a book. First of all, I would like to thank RIGI Publications for giving me this opportunity to let you all read my new book. My book Ravenvale got published on 28th September and it was released on 5th of October.













Please go and rate my book on Goodreads if you have read it -

https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/23312073-ravenvale

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Thank you!
Peace out <3

Sunday, 3 August 2014

My dreams are the only place where I can live my life to the fullest. ♥
Isha Sharma


Sunday, 27 July 2014

I Am A Maladaptive Daydreamer

So I actually wrote this because someone asked me to write something special that it is in my life; something a lot of people don't know about me. So yeah here it is.


I am a maladaptive daydreamer (If you don't know what maladaptive daydreaming is or how it's caused. Search it up on Google; most of you are probably doing that right now). No one knows this; not even my parents. I never told this to anyone because I thought that they would think I am crazy but I'm not. Because I know they'll laugh at me and think that these are just some childish things but they're not. I am a maladaptive daydreamer and it is true. And yes there is a thing called Maladaptive Daydreaming.

I started daydreaming, maybe three or four years ago. And at first, it was normal. I mean, we all daydream, right? But soon it started becoming a habit and then it was really hard to let go. It was too late. (Not that I hate daydreaming. But it really depresses you. And no I am not depressed, I'm not going to kill myself! If that's what you're thinking. Please that's not me.)

Daydreaming is now a part of my life. And it's not just day to day girlish daydreams about a crush or about my perfect career but I daydream about a whole new world; my world. A world that I've made up in my mind and everyday it's getting really hard to stop these daydreams.

Sometimes I feel like daydreaming to me is both a curse and a blessing. I mean, when I daydream, I feel amazing. I feel free and I feel like everything is going to turn out the way I want it to. In my daydreams, I have these amazing friends; this beautiful life. Even though I still have my ups and downs in my daydreams (I mean if there are no ups and downs, you're not actually alive, right?) but still I love getting those butterflies in my stomach, I love going on big adventures and I love travelling the world, even if it's just in my daydreams. I love being myself and I love that in my daydreams no one judges me; no one treats me like I'm a piece of crap. (Not that people think that I am a piece of crap in reality. Well, there are some certain people I'm not going to mention..)
But then again it's a curse too because I actually have fallen in love with people in my daydreams and that's making me depressed and antisocial every day because I know these daydreams are not going to come true; because I know I have to live the life that I have (It's not bad but then again it's not like in my daydreams). It's detaching me from reality. And sometimes I start worrying that one day I'm just going to lose myself, one day I'm going to be labeled as "A mad person."

But then again, If someone came up to me and gave me a choice between my daydreams and my reality. I would choose my daydreams because that's the only place where I can actually live my life; not just survive. ♥
The only place I can really truly express myself and no one's going to laugh at me; thinking that I'm just being a child. 


After publishing this post, I'm probably going to get a lot of questions from my family or friends. So, I'm just telling this to you before you ask any questions, that I am not going to answer them and I don't want you to bother me with silly questions and witty remarks (And your guffawing). (Sorry.)