The things, I tried running away from,
Why I have grown a liking towards them???
Those smell of courtyard, and those windows of the room
That time it felt like clenching me from inside
But Why am I remembering them today???
The place where we had to forcefully lived ,
Those urges of travelling with friends,
And that haul from mum for going out,
Heaven was felt outside, while I was trapped in hell
The same heaven now eats me up every time
And that care in moms scold, why are they being missed today???
When even a single word from others was felt like piercing my ears,
Always claiming others wrong and proving myself right,
And then those words used to become complaints or pun with friends,
Why those complaints are becoming my own regrets now???
And Why that every word is ringing again in my ears ???
Why am I missing those words today ???
Wasn’t aware of the cruelty of the world then,
And always used to think of running away from the home,
Always used to curse myself upon gazing outsiders,
And those lonely smiles for the dreamy future,
Why those smiles now seems to be lost somewhere???
And why that every footstep now scares me???
The mother’s lap from which I had got tired of
Now, I am craving for her lap again today,
The things, I tried running away from,
I have grown a liking towards them again today…
#poetry #review #brokenemotions563
Why I have grown a liking towards them???
Those smell of courtyard, and those windows of the room
That time it felt like clenching me from inside
But Why am I remembering them today???
The place where we had to forcefully lived ,
Those urges of travelling with friends,
And that haul from mum for going out,
Heaven was felt outside, while I was trapped in hell
The same heaven now eats me up every time
And that care in moms scold, why are they being missed today???
When even a single word from others was felt like piercing my ears,
Always claiming others wrong and proving myself right,
And then those words used to become complaints or pun with friends,
Why those complaints are becoming my own regrets now???
And Why that every word is ringing again in my ears ???
Why am I missing those words today ???
Wasn’t aware of the cruelty of the world then,
And always used to think of running away from the home,
Always used to curse myself upon gazing outsiders,
And those lonely smiles for the dreamy future,
Why those smiles now seems to be lost somewhere???
And why that every footstep now scares me???
The mother’s lap from which I had got tired of
Now, I am craving for her lap again today,
The things, I tried running away from,
I have grown a liking towards them again today…
#poetry #review #brokenemotions563
Lost in the sea of conformity I row my boat with the waves
Drafts tugging at me to change my ways
Hands held me from drowning but won't set me free
The masts break from struggle leaving me lonely
Drifting across without help I found a help in a friend
Like an island in the sea, harbouring me, letting me land
Change wasn't necessary to survive here with thee
So I abandoned the vast world to live on this island free
#tm #review #poetry
Drafts tugging at me to change my ways
Hands held me from drowning but won't set me free
The masts break from struggle leaving me lonely
Drifting across without help I found a help in a friend
Like an island in the sea, harbouring me, letting me land
Change wasn't necessary to survive here with thee
So I abandoned the vast world to live on this island free
#tm #review #poetry
Need to live with covid 19
There won't be any handshakes, no hugs, no social gatherings, always maintaining distance from other person. Coming from grocery shopping feels like war. No one to share feelings with. No friends get together. If you are going to other city you have to be quarantined for 14 days before meeting somebody.
#review #JustAThought #asha
There won't be any handshakes, no hugs, no social gatherings, always maintaining distance from other person. Coming from grocery shopping feels like war. No one to share feelings with. No friends get together. If you are going to other city you have to be quarantined for 14 days before meeting somebody.
#review #JustAThought #asha
In this world of cruelty,
The only thing I see is your love,
Though this world doesn't accept me,
You are the only one who take care of me,
I keep loosing the hope of facing this world,
But the ray that gives me hope of living is your trust over me..
#review
The only thing I see is your love,
Though this world doesn't accept me,
You are the only one who take care of me,
I keep loosing the hope of facing this world,
But the ray that gives me hope of living is your trust over me..
#review
Why so fast?
Why I need to run?
Why not to feel every moment fully?
I am running since I don't remember when, how, why......
Running for a good school admission...
Running for friends...
Running for good grades....
In this whole running process...
Why I forgot to feel these moments of life... I was so busy in running that i forgot why I started running ......
Again I am running for.... a college.....
Running for a job.......
Running in the competition....
Running for good house....
In fact I am running for a partner whom with I wanna spend my whole life..... after all this when I realised that he isn't the one then again running from him..... before was running for him and now from him........
Half of my life spend in running then I realised I didn't enjoyed it fully even I couldn't feel it in real....what I was doing?
Hold on..... life.....
Hold on...myself....
Let me feel myself...where I am ...what I am doing...why i am doing.... is it even worth doing what I am doing.....
Let me feel every moment fully.....
Let me myself... let me feel my inner soul.................. let me forget all the runnings I do........
Let me feel myself fully .....
#review #everyone #mydiary #prati
Why I need to run?
Why not to feel every moment fully?
I am running since I don't remember when, how, why......
Running for a good school admission...
Running for friends...
Running for good grades....
In this whole running process...
Why I forgot to feel these moments of life... I was so busy in running that i forgot why I started running ......
Again I am running for.... a college.....
Running for a job.......
Running in the competition....
Running for good house....
In fact I am running for a partner whom with I wanna spend my whole life..... after all this when I realised that he isn't the one then again running from him..... before was running for him and now from him........
Half of my life spend in running then I realised I didn't enjoyed it fully even I couldn't feel it in real....what I was doing?
Hold on..... life.....
Hold on...myself....
Let me feel myself...where I am ...what I am doing...why i am doing.... is it even worth doing what I am doing.....
Let me feel every moment fully.....
Let me myself... let me feel my inner soul.................. let me forget all the runnings I do........
Let me feel myself fully .....
#review #everyone #mydiary #prati
n u m b
i’ve seen a grey rainbow floating on the green blue belt of landscape on a rainy day,
i’ve seen faces carved out of the mountain, each with different emotion, each with different stories
i’ve felt the feeling of that lush green leaf burning under the hot sun
i’ve felt the texture of angular pebbles under my palm sitting on the ground
i’ve felt the oneness of the particle nature of everything around me
i’ve been through the memory lanes and details of past which i couldn’t remember when i wanted to
i’ve cried out on imagining a distant ship smoke on the horizon
and my lips moved but you couldn’t hear what i was saying
I couldn't explain and you didn’t understand
and now I feel I have become numb, comfortably numb
(p.s- blended a bit with comfortably numb by pink floyd at the end)
#sagr
#everyone
#review
Mental slaves
Yesh , yeh I am having hallucinations.
Let's now have some communication .
To west stations to east stations.
It's like a military operation .
They brainwash you by their silly education.
So it's a war of information.
You are slave like it's their implications.
It's happening in every station.
Corruption and their organisation.
Let's do some foundation.
Yesh , it's a innovation .
Let's fill the applications for revolution.
#review #new
#rap #hiphop
Yesh , yeh I am having hallucinations.
Let's now have some communication .
To west stations to east stations.
It's like a military operation .
They brainwash you by their silly education.
So it's a war of information.
You are slave like it's their implications.
It's happening in every station.
Corruption and their organisation.
Let's do some foundation.
Yesh , it's a innovation .
Let's fill the applications for revolution.
#review #new
#rap #hiphop
Celebrating her Day!
She let him make a choice for her from some
He admired her happiness and made one
To celebrate and be loved for her was the day
He should've let her choose the way of his day
There were turn of events he didn't like
But he witnessed within her the real pride
The color of baloons and her dress rhymed
It was 1st time he showed care without taking any time.
#poetry #story
#VY
#everyone
#review
She let him make a choice for her from some
He admired her happiness and made one
To celebrate and be loved for her was the day
He should've let her choose the way of his day
There were turn of events he didn't like
But he witnessed within her the real pride
The color of baloons and her dress rhymed
It was 1st time he showed care without taking any time.
#poetry #story
#VY
#everyone
#review
Though they make love their life,
But after sometime they destroy it themselves,
Though they make too many promises,
But for sometimes either they destroy their love or themselves..
#review #brokenemotions
But after sometime they destroy it themselves,
Though they make too many promises,
But for sometimes either they destroy their love or themselves..
#review #brokenemotions
Am new here, writing makes me feel good. I want to be more efficient in this. In a wish to get help...
#micropoetry
I feel like expectations do hurt,
Be it in love, hate or flirt,
Be it finding peace at a place full of others,
Or finding someone own in a desert...
#review #B
#micropoetry
I feel like expectations do hurt,
Be it in love, hate or flirt,
Be it finding peace at a place full of others,
Or finding someone own in a desert...
#review #B
#review #salonikulkarni
She stays up with the late night sky.
She listens to all my chaotic thoughts
On repeat, as if they are her favourite songs.
She knows all my secrets,
She knows all my regrets,
Everything I whelve.
She knows when I'm at peace and when I'm overwhelmed.
Each night that I stay awake
Wondering about something that doesn't make sense
I look up and I see her looking at me
Through her distant, pale, glowing eyes.
And I realise
The moon is an insomniac just like me.
She stays up with the late night sky.
She listens to all my chaotic thoughts
On repeat, as if they are her favourite songs.
She knows all my secrets,
She knows all my regrets,
Everything I whelve.
She knows when I'm at peace and when I'm overwhelmed.
Each night that I stay awake
Wondering about something that doesn't make sense
I look up and I see her looking at me
Through her distant, pale, glowing eyes.
And I realise
The moon is an insomniac just like me.
Sometimes we want stranger,
to be the dearest,
b'cause dear one becomes stranger.
Sometimes we want fiction to be real,
b'cause reality becomes cruel.
Sometimes we want to be hostile,
because someday our sentiments
had got burned, which were so fragile
Sometimes we want to try something
we had dreamt since long,
b'cause we had pretended, we had no dreams..
#poetry #review #everyone
to be the dearest,
b'cause dear one becomes stranger.
Sometimes we want fiction to be real,
b'cause reality becomes cruel.
Sometimes we want to be hostile,
because someday our sentiments
had got burned, which were so fragile
Sometimes we want to try something
we had dreamt since long,
b'cause we had pretended, we had no dreams..
#poetry #review #everyone
Am a loser
Born to live a life of freedom.
A life of love, a life of wisdom.
Born to fight, born to see the beauty of harmony.
Taught to hate, taught to curse.
Taught to please everybody else. Expectations drive me crazy.
Don't even know myself except what I must be.
To be the perfect daughter.
To be the perfect son.
Not the fucked up loser that I am.
But I like being a loser
I like being me.
If fact that is all there is.
That is all I can see.
If being a loser means.
Not following the crowd.
Not playing by the rules.
Not making you proud.
Hell yeah! I am a loser
The biggest loser of them all.
You're missing the pictures.
You're missing them all
I am born to play the game by my rules to find freedom.
And to seek the truth.
So tell me are you a loser too?
If you are, you should be proud of you.
#poetry #k #review
Born to live a life of freedom.
A life of love, a life of wisdom.
Born to fight, born to see the beauty of harmony.
Taught to hate, taught to curse.
Taught to please everybody else. Expectations drive me crazy.
Don't even know myself except what I must be.
To be the perfect daughter.
To be the perfect son.
Not the fucked up loser that I am.
But I like being a loser
I like being me.
If fact that is all there is.
That is all I can see.
If being a loser means.
Not following the crowd.
Not playing by the rules.
Not making you proud.
Hell yeah! I am a loser
The biggest loser of them all.
You're missing the pictures.
You're missing them all
I am born to play the game by my rules to find freedom.
And to seek the truth.
So tell me are you a loser too?
If you are, you should be proud of you.
#poetry #k #review
Dreams Of A Day Dreamer
"Stop day dreaming, Ayesha!", the teacher throws a chalk towards Ayesha , which hit exactly at her forehead, startling her and bringing her back from her dreamland. The teachers would often find her lost in her own thoughts during classes and lectures. Little did they knew what was going on in that brain, how she enjoyed being in that dreamland of hers, where there was no one seizing away her happiness-just her and her thoughts. A daydreamer is often termed as a dumb person by a teacher, someone who has no idea of the real world. But it didn't bother Ayesha at all! Only she knew how beautiful her dreams were- how she dreamt of being more than just one person- sometimes a space traveller, sometimes a magician and sometimes just a simple girl. But what was common in all these imagination was that she was happy in all of them. The happiness that she could never achieve in all these 17 years of her life. So she preferred to stay in her dreamland, where her skin didn't bear the cut marks made by the blade she kept in her pencil box.
#review #princhi #everyone
"Stop day dreaming, Ayesha!", the teacher throws a chalk towards Ayesha , which hit exactly at her forehead, startling her and bringing her back from her dreamland. The teachers would often find her lost in her own thoughts during classes and lectures. Little did they knew what was going on in that brain, how she enjoyed being in that dreamland of hers, where there was no one seizing away her happiness-just her and her thoughts. A daydreamer is often termed as a dumb person by a teacher, someone who has no idea of the real world. But it didn't bother Ayesha at all! Only she knew how beautiful her dreams were- how she dreamt of being more than just one person- sometimes a space traveller, sometimes a magician and sometimes just a simple girl. But what was common in all these imagination was that she was happy in all of them. The happiness that she could never achieve in all these 17 years of her life. So she preferred to stay in her dreamland, where her skin didn't bear the cut marks made by the blade she kept in her pencil box.
#review #princhi #everyone
Was I always like this?
No.
I created this while dreaming,
In a corner alone,
Along with people,
People who pushed me away,
It's not a part of me since eternity.
I made color of light to go,
Black, blind, bleak.
I'm nyctophilic,
I find solace in darkness.
Now I have insecurities,
Of the spring you bring,
In my empty space.
But it's too late,
I tried to push it too,
But light went through me,
The brightness of you,
Comforting warmth,
You come up with,
Unknowingly,
In my dark empty voyage,
Embracing the light of you,
Left my world behind.
I'm scared,
Of the lightness,
By the time you will get this,
I might be long gone,
In my dream darkness.
I don't have courage to run,
But I'm,
Because I feel,
Pushing revives the dying.
Dying dream, while awake.
What I'm running for,
Darkness or lightness?
Am I afraid of darkness,
Or of the light to pass me by?
Is darkness so bad?
Would this be?
Heard that light exists,
Even with darkness.
Will you be?
#review #random #darkness
P.S I'm new in writing.
No.
I created this while dreaming,
In a corner alone,
Along with people,
People who pushed me away,
It's not a part of me since eternity.
I made color of light to go,
Black, blind, bleak.
I'm nyctophilic,
I find solace in darkness.
Now I have insecurities,
Of the spring you bring,
In my empty space.
But it's too late,
I tried to push it too,
But light went through me,
The brightness of you,
Comforting warmth,
You come up with,
Unknowingly,
In my dark empty voyage,
Embracing the light of you,
Left my world behind.
I'm scared,
Of the lightness,
By the time you will get this,
I might be long gone,
In my dream darkness.
I don't have courage to run,
But I'm,
Because I feel,
Pushing revives the dying.
Dying dream, while awake.
What I'm running for,
Darkness or lightness?
Am I afraid of darkness,
Or of the light to pass me by?
Is darkness so bad?
Would this be?
Heard that light exists,
Even with darkness.
Will you be?
#review #random #darkness
P.S I'm new in writing.
Tale Of The Journey home (1)
O century dawn
Weary of times long gone
I shall arrive home,journey done
Blessed dust on my feet
I beseech you to sit
Below this net of glowing lights
Where stoned flames burn bright
Weep not as I tell of the one gone past
Silence the fool and his talking drum
That beckons every other one,come
Empty the gourd and burn the snuff
Clog the streams for you will need enough
-inspo_art
#poetry#poetry #inspo_art#inspo_art #everyone#everyone #review#review
O century dawn
Weary of times long gone
I shall arrive home,journey done
Blessed dust on my feet
I beseech you to sit
Below this net of glowing lights
Where stoned flames burn bright
Weep not as I tell of the one gone past
Silence the fool and his talking drum
That beckons every other one,come
Empty the gourd and burn the snuff
Clog the streams for you will need enough
-inspo_art
#poetry#poetry #inspo_art#inspo_art #everyone#everyone #review#review
We believe tomorrow
will be better than today.
but we end up looking
at our past which find
us more beautiful than
our present.
Instead of
planning beautiful future
or
Instead of
seeing beautiful past,
why we can't
make us content,
with our present,
pretending it beautiful?
#beautiful #review #everyone
will be better than today.
but we end up looking
at our past which find
us more beautiful than
our present.
Instead of
planning beautiful future
or
Instead of
seeing beautiful past,
why we can't
make us content,
with our present,
pretending it beautiful?
#beautiful #review #everyone
#review #salonikulkarni
A little something to motivate you in lockdown.
You're the blossom of the spring,
the fall of the autumn.
You're the crisp winter air
and nostalgic summer breeze.
You're the rose that dares to be bold.
You're the happy marigold.
You're a cold babbling brook,
a wide open ocean.
You're the soft snowfall.
You're the magnificent tree standing so tall.
But above all,
you're the light of a million stars.
You are the universe.
A little something to motivate you in lockdown.
You're the blossom of the spring,
the fall of the autumn.
You're the crisp winter air
and nostalgic summer breeze.
You're the rose that dares to be bold.
You're the happy marigold.
You're a cold babbling brook,
a wide open ocean.
You're the soft snowfall.
You're the magnificent tree standing so tall.
But above all,
you're the light of a million stars.
You are the universe.