Nikita Gill Quotes

There is a beautiful thing inside you
that is thousands of years old.

Too old to be captured in poems.
Too old to be loved by everyone
But loved so very deeply
by a chosen few.

Everything that terrifies you
these monsters
that keeps you up at night
that torment you
that make you feel small
breakable
unable to breathe
like you should not
exist at all,
you defeat them everyday
just by being alive,
this on its own
proves that you are
enough,
and you already have
everything you need
to survive.

Once you were made of sky.
Do you remember that?

Take the wildest thing about you and nurture it till it blossoms.

I had hoped one day to find someone who loves my monsters, the wolves that I feed, the demons I sing to sleep, the tiger that is my caged heart, the parts of me I do not talk about. I prayed and wished and yearned until I realized that I had already found her within me.

you are a Daughter of the Sun, / And you belong only to yourself, not to this world.

But we remember that family is not just those of blood. But also those we choose to love.

Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours.

Every woman is both match and spark, a light for each other from the dark.

Your heart will fix itself. It’s your mind you need to worry about. Your mind where you locked the memories, your mind where you have kept pieces of the ones that hurt you, that still cut through you like shards of glass. Your mind will keep you up at night, make you cry, destroy you over and over again. You need to convince your mind that it has to let go…because your heart already knows how to heal.

You are not his princess.
You are your own queen.

We are the descendants
of the wild women you forgot
We are the stories you thought
would never be taught.

They should have checked the ashes
of the women they burned alive.
Because it takes a single wild ember
to bring a whole wildfire to life.

Beauty and Bravery
When I set out to find my father, I was not being brave. I was acting out of fear or losing the only parent I ever had. They may want you to believe I was simple being brave, but anxiety makes more heroes than history would care to repeat.

All children are born equally innocent,
but all children are not born equally loved.

You can strive to be perfect. Or you can strive to be art.