#review
I am not a perfect person,
I make a lot of mistakes,
But I really appreciate
Those people who stay
With me after knowing
My lot of Mistakes...
#NG #shortpoetry
I am not a perfect person,
I make a lot of mistakes,
But I really appreciate
Those people who stay
With me after knowing
My lot of Mistakes...
#NG #shortpoetry
Sunshine Baby
Barely awake, it was only dawn
My sleepy feet stumbled out the front door
And onto the old swing on the grassy lawn
Awake in peaceful stillness, like death
No one else in the entire neighborhood
Not a sound, nor a breath
#poem#poem #sunaina#sunaina #review#review
Barely awake, it was only dawn
My sleepy feet stumbled out the front door
And onto the old swing on the grassy lawn
Awake in peaceful stillness, like death
No one else in the entire neighborhood
Not a sound, nor a breath
#poem#poem #sunaina#sunaina #review#review
Escape
All we look is for an escape
Escape from the lies & from the truth,
Escape from the memories that hurt like a sore tooth.
Escape from love that's gone bad,
Escape from being happy or too sad
Escape from impotency & from fight,
Escape from duties & also from our rights.
Escape from fear or from being too brave,
Escape from the past, or from future's dark cave.
Escape from the silence, & from the chance to have our say.
Escape from the consequences that our actions put to play.
Escape from the opportunities & from being left back in line,
Escape from that one thing that can turn everything fine.
All we look is for an escape from acting out.
Then what are we left with?
Just a lame reason to cry about.
#thewordgenie #review
All we look is for an escape
Escape from the lies & from the truth,
Escape from the memories that hurt like a sore tooth.
Escape from love that's gone bad,
Escape from being happy or too sad
Escape from impotency & from fight,
Escape from duties & also from our rights.
Escape from fear or from being too brave,
Escape from the past, or from future's dark cave.
Escape from the silence, & from the chance to have our say.
Escape from the consequences that our actions put to play.
Escape from the opportunities & from being left back in line,
Escape from that one thing that can turn everything fine.
All we look is for an escape from acting out.
Then what are we left with?
Just a lame reason to cry about.
#thewordgenie #review
BEHIND THE MASK
On a hot, sultry afternoon,
I couldn't help but notice a masked man limp.
Unable to conceal my emotions,
I laughed out loud.
He seemed to have noticed
Yet, to our surprise, remained calm.
Reading our changing expressions, he said —
'You may laugh all you want,
But being robbed of choices is why I'm doing this'.
His words left our minds bickering,
Giving rise in us, a thirst for answers.
The next time, at a similar instance,
I gathered my courage and let it all out -
The questions, the thoughts, the suggestions.
The answers baffled us, adding on to the confusion
Nevertheless, we got to witness a beautiful scene.
The expressions of a man who worked out of force,
Yet giving us the time of our life, with such joy.
Whether that explained the mask on the face,
I know not, for what the mask hid, I cannot say.
#poem #vb #review
On a hot, sultry afternoon,
I couldn't help but notice a masked man limp.
Unable to conceal my emotions,
I laughed out loud.
He seemed to have noticed
Yet, to our surprise, remained calm.
Reading our changing expressions, he said —
'You may laugh all you want,
But being robbed of choices is why I'm doing this'.
His words left our minds bickering,
Giving rise in us, a thirst for answers.
The next time, at a similar instance,
I gathered my courage and let it all out -
The questions, the thoughts, the suggestions.
The answers baffled us, adding on to the confusion
Nevertheless, we got to witness a beautiful scene.
The expressions of a man who worked out of force,
Yet giving us the time of our life, with such joy.
Whether that explained the mask on the face,
I know not, for what the mask hid, I cannot say.
#poem #vb #review
Poem: GIFT FROM MY BELOVED
It was a dark and cloudy night,
So the stars weren't shining bright.
Just to make her see the stars I thought to clear the sky.
Stealing the Witch's broom I flew high and high.
And the reason was just "to clear the sky"
I didn't know how will I make it, but I said, "No, I have to try".
I cleared the sky! Telling the clouds my beloved's story.
I told them everything, even that I said "I'm sorry"
I came down to see,
Thinking that she was eagerly waiting for me.
I found that there was no one except a letter.
It was from her, my forehead frowned greater!
The letter was being opened and I could hear the lup-dup beat.
I opened the letter, it said, "Just go to hell damn it"
~ Abhinaba Dutta
#review #poetry #everyone
It was a dark and cloudy night,
So the stars weren't shining bright.
Just to make her see the stars I thought to clear the sky.
Stealing the Witch's broom I flew high and high.
And the reason was just "to clear the sky"
I didn't know how will I make it, but I said, "No, I have to try".
I cleared the sky! Telling the clouds my beloved's story.
I told them everything, even that I said "I'm sorry"
I came down to see,
Thinking that she was eagerly waiting for me.
I found that there was no one except a letter.
It was from her, my forehead frowned greater!
The letter was being opened and I could hear the lup-dup beat.
I opened the letter, it said, "Just go to hell damn it"
~ Abhinaba Dutta
#review #poetry #everyone
Life stops at different stations
At every part of the part, we have to make a choice
Our choice to segregate from each other, made in a dilemma
Today I saw you in my way of life, you were looking prettier than before
My past remembrances running through my mind
Heartbeats pounding fasts, my eyes always longed to see you
Without uttering a word, you just smiled at me like a child
I was numb, solely remembering happy moments I shared with you
As I moved ahead towards you, I was startled by a voice from the heart
My heart whispered, " you both moved in life, you can't be together like past".
Within a blink of an eye, you said waving me goodbye.
I am feeling restless, want to hug my love in my arms
But I know its too late to stop you
Strong air breezes passing by, I am alone, even my shadow left me
My mind recalling memories of love down the lane
There was a time, I used to see the world in your eyes
Now presently, we are a world apart
Im in dilemma, but I know I need to move on in life
Love is all about sacrifices on small things in life for living together
But you refused to sacrifice your dreams, left me alone in life
I respect you and your dreams
I pray for your wellness in this world
I just smiled at my past, I will move on and leave it behind
#review #ae #poetry
At every part of the part, we have to make a choice
Our choice to segregate from each other, made in a dilemma
Today I saw you in my way of life, you were looking prettier than before
My past remembrances running through my mind
Heartbeats pounding fasts, my eyes always longed to see you
Without uttering a word, you just smiled at me like a child
I was numb, solely remembering happy moments I shared with you
As I moved ahead towards you, I was startled by a voice from the heart
My heart whispered, " you both moved in life, you can't be together like past".
Within a blink of an eye, you said waving me goodbye.
I am feeling restless, want to hug my love in my arms
But I know its too late to stop you
Strong air breezes passing by, I am alone, even my shadow left me
My mind recalling memories of love down the lane
There was a time, I used to see the world in your eyes
Now presently, we are a world apart
Im in dilemma, but I know I need to move on in life
Love is all about sacrifices on small things in life for living together
But you refused to sacrifice your dreams, left me alone in life
I respect you and your dreams
I pray for your wellness in this world
I just smiled at my past, I will move on and leave it behind
#review #ae #poetry
#review
*Oh, dear friend of mine.*
_Omolola Natural_ .
Where do you go when you need to think
who do you call when you need to rest
I know can't change the past
but as the river keeps flowing,
I keep on moving on.
I miss this dearest friend of mine;
I miss the beach.
The breeze that blows like nothing else
The whisper in her voice
The glam with which she rise and fall
The beauty of her song
The coolness of her touch
I miss her playfulness and call
Her allure and her strength
Her beauty ever new
I miss her melody
The song that never breaks
The color that never fades
I miss our discussions
And the peace staring at her brings
The smile that only she knows.
I miss the inspirations
And the infillings when I feel drained.
There's no where else like her side.
Oh precious friend of mine!
_©onwritings 2020._
*Oh, dear friend of mine.*
_Omolola Natural_ .
Where do you go when you need to think
who do you call when you need to rest
I know can't change the past
but as the river keeps flowing,
I keep on moving on.
I miss this dearest friend of mine;
I miss the beach.
The breeze that blows like nothing else
The whisper in her voice
The glam with which she rise and fall
The beauty of her song
The coolness of her touch
I miss her playfulness and call
Her allure and her strength
Her beauty ever new
I miss her melody
The song that never breaks
The color that never fades
I miss our discussions
And the peace staring at her brings
The smile that only she knows.
I miss the inspirations
And the infillings when I feel drained.
There's no where else like her side.
Oh precious friend of mine!
_©onwritings 2020._
I wrote this and i feel like it doesn't make sense, does it?
#review
should this step be my last walk, what story will my footprints carry?
of a lost race and forgotten history?
should this word be my last speech, what tone will my voice convey?
of a last man and unfinshed day?
should this sigh be my last air, what weight will my breath have?
of a lent life and wasted chance?
#review
should this step be my last walk, what story will my footprints carry?
of a lost race and forgotten history?
should this word be my last speech, what tone will my voice convey?
of a last man and unfinshed day?
should this sigh be my last air, what weight will my breath have?
of a lent life and wasted chance?
QUESTIONING HUMANITY
Seeing the world ’round me,
I was forced to question humanity.
Why do we fight amongst ourselves,
When we can accept everyone and live happily?
Why do we wound each other with daggers,
That miss our heart, but puncture our lungs.
Causing us to breathe painfully,
With more than a pinch of scorn and agony’s garnish?
What’d we lose if we accept the equality among us,
Regardless of skin, gender sexuality,
And the numbers that roll into our accounts,
On a monthly basis?
What joy do we get by labelling and shaming?
Aren’t we born with the seeds of integrity sown in us?
Can we not respect others, yet express views?
What good do we do by suppressing the “weaker ones”?
Why do we fall for the collective madness,
Thinking that it guarantees us safety,
When we haven’t ventured into the unknown,
To prove and accept it?
Why can’t we just make the world
A place where love flows like water,
Where equality showers like raindrops,
Erasing all the signs of the thoughts that corrupt our lives?
Is it too hopeful to think,
That, maybe, one day,
Everything will fall in place,
And we’ll all be in peace?
After all,
If we fight with fire,
We only ignite ourselves,
Setting the world on fire.
#poem #vb #review
Seeing the world ’round me,
I was forced to question humanity.
Why do we fight amongst ourselves,
When we can accept everyone and live happily?
Why do we wound each other with daggers,
That miss our heart, but puncture our lungs.
Causing us to breathe painfully,
With more than a pinch of scorn and agony’s garnish?
What’d we lose if we accept the equality among us,
Regardless of skin, gender sexuality,
And the numbers that roll into our accounts,
On a monthly basis?
What joy do we get by labelling and shaming?
Aren’t we born with the seeds of integrity sown in us?
Can we not respect others, yet express views?
What good do we do by suppressing the “weaker ones”?
Why do we fall for the collective madness,
Thinking that it guarantees us safety,
When we haven’t ventured into the unknown,
To prove and accept it?
Why can’t we just make the world
A place where love flows like water,
Where equality showers like raindrops,
Erasing all the signs of the thoughts that corrupt our lives?
Is it too hopeful to think,
That, maybe, one day,
Everything will fall in place,
And we’ll all be in peace?
After all,
If we fight with fire,
We only ignite ourselves,
Setting the world on fire.
#poem #vb #review
My Father My Father
My father not too far from a daddy but still not a daddy
Have any one help me seen my dad? I lost him years before I was born
As the globe's move every of acquaintance fade, now nothing is left to look up to
Have blamed him a countless times yet it seems like it our fate so in this case what do we do?
My father who loves an ambidextrous person but never cares if it was hand made
My father who we know not in the morning nor afternoon
My father who cling with smallest number of the clock "as earlier as 5am as late as 1am
My father that doesn't have a class, he prefer everyone but just not his own children
My father who has no time for bed time stories, tomorrow is another day as always been his favourite song.
My father that doesnt knows how to handle education gedgets
Just like kitchen utensils in the hand of a mother that's how discipline is like to my father. He's not educated but his learned
My father who doesn't know how to write an assignment but correctly knows how words ls made to prepare a cheque silp for his girlfriends
Days passed upon days
it all happened in the early 1970s he never sees the wrong in this father
Yet he wrote his own with no integrity nor future interest
Have never stopped trying to write the wrong he had wrote
But the picture was not well captured, he was wrong but most times correct in his head.
Have you got a daddy to give me? No. The man I have is still a father but no dad
Although have lost the in dad in him but he is still .....
Still my father
No one is permitted to insult my father
Because his still my Father!
Truly I miss my daddy but I still love my father
My intention is just to write my father's wrong
© TheSimiloluwa
#review #everyone #MyWriteUp
My father not too far from a daddy but still not a daddy
Have any one help me seen my dad? I lost him years before I was born
As the globe's move every of acquaintance fade, now nothing is left to look up to
Have blamed him a countless times yet it seems like it our fate so in this case what do we do?
My father who loves an ambidextrous person but never cares if it was hand made
My father who we know not in the morning nor afternoon
My father who cling with smallest number of the clock "as earlier as 5am as late as 1am
My father that doesn't have a class, he prefer everyone but just not his own children
My father who has no time for bed time stories, tomorrow is another day as always been his favourite song.
My father that doesnt knows how to handle education gedgets
Just like kitchen utensils in the hand of a mother that's how discipline is like to my father. He's not educated but his learned
My father who doesn't know how to write an assignment but correctly knows how words ls made to prepare a cheque silp for his girlfriends
Days passed upon days
it all happened in the early 1970s he never sees the wrong in this father
Yet he wrote his own with no integrity nor future interest
Have never stopped trying to write the wrong he had wrote
But the picture was not well captured, he was wrong but most times correct in his head.
Have you got a daddy to give me? No. The man I have is still a father but no dad
Although have lost the in dad in him but he is still .....
Still my father
No one is permitted to insult my father
Because his still my Father!
Truly I miss my daddy but I still love my father
My intention is just to write my father's wrong
© TheSimiloluwa
#review #everyone #MyWriteUp
A platter of your karma.
How would you battle the ghosts of conscience?
Staring at you cold & deep..
With the platter full of all you've done,
What shall you leave & what shall you eat?
On the mountains, says the lore, a wolf was hound down,
For spreading massacre & grief.
What fate shall it's soul bring to you?
What shall you leave & what shall you eat?
#thewordgenie #review
How would you battle the ghosts of conscience?
Staring at you cold & deep..
With the platter full of all you've done,
What shall you leave & what shall you eat?
On the mountains, says the lore, a wolf was hound down,
For spreading massacre & grief.
What fate shall it's soul bring to you?
What shall you leave & what shall you eat?
#thewordgenie #review
THE DEVIL & THE DARK
Between the devil & dark
There is no winning,
Hunting for souls
Devouring lives.
Never do they forgive
Will never make a change
A Chase of eternity
& wars of defeat.
Unturned stones,
Burnt seas
Fear of walls
& cages of truth
Defected untill denounced
- शब्दकिंकर #thewordgenie
#review #scribblesfromdark
Between the devil & dark
There is no winning,
Hunting for souls
Devouring lives.
Never do they forgive
Will never make a change
A Chase of eternity
& wars of defeat.
Unturned stones,
Burnt seas
Fear of walls
& cages of truth
Defected untill denounced
- शब्दकिंकर #thewordgenie
#review #scribblesfromdark
Strong wind flowing by, grandpa is sitting under the shadow of his tree and lost in memories.
Tree: grandpa! What happened to you, today you look a bit sad and relinquished.
Grandpa: yes, I am a bit sad today, my son wants me to live in old age home, but my memories exist with my home, it has memories of me, my wife and my son's childhood.
Tree: that's so sad grandpa, why your son thinks you as a burden, you raised him with all hardships and I think you didnot inform him that he was an orphan and you adopted him. If you would have not adopted him, he might be imploring somewhere on the streets, you should say him the truth!
Grandpa: I do not want to make him sad by knowing the reality that he was an orphan, presently he might consider me as a burden because I am old now and I can't help him in anything.
Tree: grandpa! You are wrong, you are not burdened to anyone. It's your home, no one can remove you from your home, I remember you planted me from small saplings and cared me like your child and today I became home for needy birds and animals, but I feel helpless I cant provide you shelter 😕
Grandpa: you are not less than my son, You were always there for me during my loneliness. tomorrow I may leave this place, I will miss you my son but don't worry I will say, my son, to bury my dead body after I die near you, under this soil.
I will be always with you even after death!
Tree: grandpa, you are my godfather, I want to with you always. You loved your son as own, but he now leaving you showing there is a difference between blood relations and other's blood. I wish I was human, I wish I can serve you.
Grandpa: oh my tree! I love you so much! I remember how I used to climb on you and enjoyed my childhood under your shadow, you always provided me with sweet fruits and shelter to other beings.
Tree: yes grandpa, I have spent my childhood with you, memories can't be forgotten. I remember how you and your wife watered and cared for me. I remember how you saved me from being cut by humans, I fear if you leave me like this, they might cut me and I will not be able to meet my godfather even last time! Please do not leave me and go. You can take my fruits, eat or sell it and build your home under my shelter. Please do not leave me.
Grandpa: Even I do not want to be separate from you and my memories, I will make my new home here and always stay by your side and will breathe my last here. I love you, my son.
#review #story #ae
Tree: grandpa! What happened to you, today you look a bit sad and relinquished.
Grandpa: yes, I am a bit sad today, my son wants me to live in old age home, but my memories exist with my home, it has memories of me, my wife and my son's childhood.
Tree: that's so sad grandpa, why your son thinks you as a burden, you raised him with all hardships and I think you didnot inform him that he was an orphan and you adopted him. If you would have not adopted him, he might be imploring somewhere on the streets, you should say him the truth!
Grandpa: I do not want to make him sad by knowing the reality that he was an orphan, presently he might consider me as a burden because I am old now and I can't help him in anything.
Tree: grandpa! You are wrong, you are not burdened to anyone. It's your home, no one can remove you from your home, I remember you planted me from small saplings and cared me like your child and today I became home for needy birds and animals, but I feel helpless I cant provide you shelter 😕
Grandpa: you are not less than my son, You were always there for me during my loneliness. tomorrow I may leave this place, I will miss you my son but don't worry I will say, my son, to bury my dead body after I die near you, under this soil.
I will be always with you even after death!
Tree: grandpa, you are my godfather, I want to with you always. You loved your son as own, but he now leaving you showing there is a difference between blood relations and other's blood. I wish I was human, I wish I can serve you.
Grandpa: oh my tree! I love you so much! I remember how I used to climb on you and enjoyed my childhood under your shadow, you always provided me with sweet fruits and shelter to other beings.
Tree: yes grandpa, I have spent my childhood with you, memories can't be forgotten. I remember how you and your wife watered and cared for me. I remember how you saved me from being cut by humans, I fear if you leave me like this, they might cut me and I will not be able to meet my godfather even last time! Please do not leave me and go. You can take my fruits, eat or sell it and build your home under my shelter. Please do not leave me.
Grandpa: Even I do not want to be separate from you and my memories, I will make my new home here and always stay by your side and will breathe my last here. I love you, my son.
#review #story #ae
SHE IS A WOMAN
She is a woman.
A woman who wouldn’t break,
No matter how hard you try.
She is a woman.
Someone who cries over simple gestures,
Yet, braves through hurricanes with a smile.
She is a woman.
One who knows how it is,
To be a fish in an ocean of whales.
She is a woman.
The kind who’d smile,
Just to put to shame the full-bellied moon.
She is a woman.
A woman who can swallow the sun,
If that’d be of any help.
She is a woman.
One who embraces the homeless,
And carries candies for the needy.
She is a woman.
Could be Eve, Juliet or Aphrodite,
All depending on how you treat her.
She is a woman.
One who can’t be touched,
Kissed, tasted or smelled.
Thus, my dear, she deserves more,
Much more than what humanity can provide.
So, if not provide, please don’t deprive.
#poem #review #vb
She is a woman.
A woman who wouldn’t break,
No matter how hard you try.
She is a woman.
Someone who cries over simple gestures,
Yet, braves through hurricanes with a smile.
She is a woman.
One who knows how it is,
To be a fish in an ocean of whales.
She is a woman.
The kind who’d smile,
Just to put to shame the full-bellied moon.
She is a woman.
A woman who can swallow the sun,
If that’d be of any help.
She is a woman.
One who embraces the homeless,
And carries candies for the needy.
She is a woman.
Could be Eve, Juliet or Aphrodite,
All depending on how you treat her.
She is a woman.
One who can’t be touched,
Kissed, tasted or smelled.
Thus, my dear, she deserves more,
Much more than what humanity can provide.
So, if not provide, please don’t deprive.
#poem #review #vb
While we are on the topic of women & "She" power, here's my piece-
#DEVI
Raisins, coconut, garlands & sindoor,
Drapped inside the shawl, is our Goddess we tried to lure.
But even with our grand offerings, she wouldn't fall prey!
She's well aware of the hypocrisy in everything we say.
We crush her on the roads & cage her behind the doors,
Our glory-singing mouth stamps her as a whore!
She's the divine supreme & yet a human like us,
But we conveniently forget that & make 9 nights a fuss!
Redemption of self is the only worship worth an offer,
even though its too late, let us mend our ways & apologize or
the whole world would fall & suffer.
#thewordgenie #review
#DEVI
Raisins, coconut, garlands & sindoor,
Drapped inside the shawl, is our Goddess we tried to lure.
But even with our grand offerings, she wouldn't fall prey!
She's well aware of the hypocrisy in everything we say.
We crush her on the roads & cage her behind the doors,
Our glory-singing mouth stamps her as a whore!
She's the divine supreme & yet a human like us,
But we conveniently forget that & make 9 nights a fuss!
Redemption of self is the only worship worth an offer,
even though its too late, let us mend our ways & apologize or
the whole world would fall & suffer.
#thewordgenie #review
#universe
Little wonderful universe to which we all behold,
Hides the stories of millenia, some told, untold.
I am the WordGenie, not from the lamp,
A wayfarer without destination, to me, Earth is just a camp.
Have left behind lives, miles & years, & still, long way to go.
#thewordgenie #review
Little wonderful universe to which we all behold,
Hides the stories of millenia, some told, untold.
I am the WordGenie, not from the lamp,
A wayfarer without destination, to me, Earth is just a camp.
Have left behind lives, miles & years, & still, long way to go.
#thewordgenie #review
I am a fake, no feelings in my face
I am dead, with shallow breath
I am alive, ice, dead eyes
I laugh, hallow sound
I cry, humping my tear ducts
I scream, silent to the ears
I sleep, nightmares hugging me
I am dreaming, spring in play
Happy kids
Radiant eyes
Rich smile
I am awake. In to the world
Dead eyes
A wolf's laugh
Forced smile
Pale skin
Empty mind
Beating heart
Silent ears
Chaotic soul
I am a mute, with a lot to say
#review #poem #kido
I am dead, with shallow breath
I am alive, ice, dead eyes
I laugh, hallow sound
I cry, humping my tear ducts
I scream, silent to the ears
I sleep, nightmares hugging me
I am dreaming, spring in play
Happy kids
Radiant eyes
Rich smile
I am awake. In to the world
Dead eyes
A wolf's laugh
Forced smile
Pale skin
Empty mind
Beating heart
Silent ears
Chaotic soul
I am a mute, with a lot to say
#review #poem #kido