_Reminiscence

Oh now that you are gone
Are you contented with your life of leisure?
Wealth all spent in your pursuit for pleasure
Oh our lost childhood , not of Innocence and mischievous play
But of loneliness ; yearning for Affection and your presence
Nights spend in horror in your absence
My head dipped into the pillow
Bearing the constant voices of betrayal and suspicion
Dearth of love and compassion
Leaving a gulf in my heart
Oh now that you are gone
I will rewrite a story of my own
Not of hardships ,pain or melancholy
But one that of love and compassion
Be the person you could never be
Love my children to the moon and back
A guardian that you could never be
Oh now that you are gone
I wish you find peace and solace

Looking down at us living in a better place
# kinoJimz
#review

IRINA

It evokes great joy in my heart
When I keep watching you.
And if things were different
I would cross the oceans to marry you.

It's all about your gorgeous face
Carrying the most beautiful smile
That I am madly in love with.
Its overloaded with cuteness -
Those plumpy lips
Painted with a color of grace
Casts a shadow on your
Well-aligned teeth underneath.

I don't mind even if you think
We don't know each other.
Because it just doesn't matter.
Your ravishing smile tells me
Everything about you.
That you are the woman
With whom I want to spend
My whole life.

The thick dark hair of yours
Manage to flutter in the breeze
Without affecting the beauty
You are bestowed with,
Covering the groomed eyebrows
Which are trying to hide from me.

And what to say about your eyes!
Those big shiny black pearls of love.
They are the dazzling pair of gifts
Rolled down to you from heaven.
Those long curved eyelashes give
The right touch of glamour.
So the twinkle in your eyes is
A rare spectacle of elegance!

But as I examine you closely
I see that those magical eyes hide
All the sorrows of earthly life
And reflect the love you ask from a man.

The waves formed by your cuddly cheeks
Reflect the glint of shyness about you -
Exhibiting the innocence you wear
As the mark of great finesse!
And when you smile, they swell;
Tempting all the children around you
To squeeze them and then kiss them.

If I had met you for real,
I wouldn't have come up with this verse.
Because everything that has created you
Would have overwhelmed me so much
That I would have hardly succeeded
In expressing these words about you.
I am grateful that I am underwhelmed
For not seeing you in person
As it allowed me to write this song
Just by staring at the portraits of you.

Like goddesses and angels,
You are all around me.
On every wall of every room.
Accept this verse as a token of gratitude
For sharing your portraits with me
As they fill the gaps of loneliness with joy
And cure my insanity with your warmth.

I am so sad that we are far away
So this poor soul has only one request:
Please keep sharing your portraits.
I want to dream of you every day
For turning this illusion
Into a delusion of reality
As I live my life in them.
My heart knows that
Our love for each other
Lives on and on,
Forever.

© Amit Herlekar

#poetry #review

She !!❤
I feared the dark nights, she pointed d stars
I craved for beauty,she loved my scars
Wen my eyes brighten ,her lips smiled
In the days of silence ,she stood by my side I had exams ,she did some extra prayers
I felt a lil pain,her eyes shed the tears
I feared mistake she showed spirits to fight
I lost my battles , she simply held me tight
I was a brat , she had calmness lyk saint
At times I yelled at her yet she nvr cmplaint
I achieved a lil ,she danced on my fame
Years over years she still remained d same
I m nothing and she is all we need
No god's angel ,she is my mother indeed

By surbhi
#surbhi

#review #teenagewriter #mother #poetry #iam

It's my life to live,
My rules to make,
I never give a fuck what others think,
Never expect anything from others,
Seeing and listening everything in an awesome way,
Setting new Goals, Setting new Missions,
Shining like a Sun,
Haters around me are just like stars,
My moves are high, expectations are Low,
Crossing my limits, fucking my boundaries,
Enjoying the freedom I've got,
Owning the whole fucking world,
King of my kingdom.

By Rohit Yadava

#review #kinglife #iam #poetry #microtales #thoughts

I looked up to the stars..
To tell my story or share childish fears
To be lost in dark & shamelessly shed tears
To reveal secrets & nervousness to fight
To wrap innocence & sleep in twinkling light...

I looked up to the stars..
With a happy heart or teary eyes
To recall the memories of painful goodbyes
To feel emptiness or at times to shout
To free voice inside &cry aloud ...

I looked up to the stars..
To cherish its beauty & question my scars
To connect the dots of my journey so far
Lil did I got my ans of every why ..
& I fought d dark clouds to have bright sky

By surbhi
#surbhi
#review #microtales #poetry #stars #dark #moonlight #emotions #deep #iam

A conversation i had with a bird I saw flying the open sky.

Title - A BRAVE BIRD AT PEACE .

I saw how we divide the world
How the rulers rule
How birds fly freely
And then there's a bird whose cruel
Flying alone in the sky
Fighting the sun
How they make peace in their world
Could not do much at least he tries
He's the man of the family
The head as they say
Determined to fight for his rights
So that his family could survive
The haunting night is the perfect motivator
No matter if it's god or satan
He'll fight until his last breath
He'll scream much more than himself
See what have you done
It gave me so much hope
When I realized a little birdman like him
Could fly alone
Somehow we both are co-existing
Somehow we both are trying to breathe
We both are crusaders
Looking for answers
We both are stranded
Trying to fix for our ordeals
Never saw peace so clearly
What a view, we shared dearly
But wait the time? it's running out
Make it stop please, I'm screaming out loud
We are in a war,
A war with the sky
Neverending battle,
We know we are never going to win this
No matter how hard we try
At that moment we knew
We have to live today
The bird looked at me
I looked at him
He thought I was at peace
We called a truce
Serenity overthrew us at that moment
Then we went back to fight
Until the sun tamed itself
I saw how we divide the world
The light, the trees,
The good and the bad deeds
I saw how the rulers rule
A little bird has to fight
I thought I was cruel

#review #shaunav

silence !!❤
She was lost in dark
When there were stars ..
In the world of beautiful sunrise
No one noticed the painful scars !!

Among those happy faces ...
All she had was tears !!
In the world of musical notes
No one listened her fears !!

She had a past her present was lost !!
She had a journey ....
A painful story to tell ...
In the world of "us" !!
All she had was silence !!
By surbhi
#suro
#review #poetry #silence #iam #writer#teenager

Goodbye❤
Oh yes I imagined you holding tight ..
Wrapped in yourr arms in the endless night
And dear maybe you found the lil spark
Maybe I m still fighting in the dark ...

Oh yes I opened up my heart a lil more
Revealed fears shed tears all way before
And dear maybe you listened a lil less
Maybe I was stupid or beautiful mess

Oh yes I thought you would complete me .
Broken cold confused but u'll still need me
And dear Maybe u found the perfect one
Maybe I m still holding on to none

Oh yes I dreamt a forever
Lost in your world going back never
And dear maybe you told the only lies
Maybe I was too good at goodbyes..

By #surbhi
#review #poetry #surbhi

DARK !!❤
Amidst colourful images exists the label Dark ..
Beneath the skin ,failed to see intense spark
Fought her battle with colours and cream
Erratic was the world, but she chose to dream...
She bleed at war against her ownreflection
Disclosed to stars the story of every single rejection..
Gist of insecurities and she called herself shy
We Choked her wings yet she craved to fly
She crossed seas and travelled miles
In the dark side, carried her own Fireflies
She soaked her tears ,gave up all fears
She blossomed and spread her wings
Prior her body , love her soul strings
She screamed her heart aloud
Dark ,brown , blonde, yellow,white ...
beauty comes in every shape and shade
Only benevolence stays and beauty fades !!

By surbhi ❤

#review #surbhi

LOVE


Love is him!
When you have that man in ur life for whom you just pray everyday without fail. For whom you wish safety, success & security. For whom you can go out of your ways to make him smile. For whom you can keep your ego and anger aside & sort your issues with love . When you understand his moods , his wants, his dreams, his ambitions & you team up with him. You support him, when u just love & respect his parents the way you respect yours. Love is when you cwatch him doing his favourite stuff and I smile , when u just zoom into his picture and be like how can this person be so beautiful!! Wen you respect him, his choices. When you get jelous and get insecure and fear losing him by u never let that fear dominate ur realtionship with him. U trust him and ukbit by heart that he would never leave you! Never! That's love! Love is friendship and I if u aren't great frnds, u can never have strong partnership. So yeah,love it's about efforts. If u can't treat him like a king then don't disturb him. Don't blame the girl who treats him better than u do. Fight for him. Grow with him. Accept ur mistakes, forgive, understand. Call him with cute names, pamper him. He deserves it dude. Life is short and I just can't waste it.


Rest yes, love is also frnds, food, teddy bear, puppies, kittens, sleep ,hugs, parents, kids, basically everything. ( Including all of you too n the one reading this! Lots of love!❤


#review #vj

Delusional thoughts of an illusionary world.
Your mind is a mess so is your life.
You're lost in your thoughts that cannot be real,
Hope is what keeps them alive past the fear.
Your illusions are delusions but no worry there.
Some pink skies and chocolate rivers are needed here.

#princhi #review #justthoughts

Title: A society for women

To the lord of society, a lady asked a question,
“How to be an ideal woman? How to crack that equation?”.
To this, the Lord replied- “Certain rules you have to follow”,
“Foremost, question nothing and what I say you have to swallow”.

Being a kid, choose dolls over outdoor games,
If you’ll not do so, society will call you with awful names.
When others will play, you will learn how to cook,
It’s necessary for a girl than reading any sort of book.
Once your menstrual cycle starts, you will be impure,
So you will not enter the kitchen or temple, avoid school for sure!

Be limited to yourself, don’t even talk to boys,
Otherwise, they will call you ‘slut’, as norms of society it destroys.
Refrain from wearing high heels, refrain from wearing any short dress,
Because then you will ask for it, their brains will create that mess.
And if unfortunately, they lose control and you are raped,
It will be all your fault so you should be ready for getting blamed.

And once school gets over your career, your parents will decide,
They will not allow you to dream and you will not go outside.
Think little, graduation is only to get you, suitable groom;
For thoughts of working away, we don’t have any such room.
When they will come to see you, in front of them you will parade,
Your “chai and pakodas” will help them decide everything else will fade.

Getting married means losing your job and sacrificing your career,
And women are only to raise kids and it will become a barrier.
Be a showpiece in the house, a sex tool for your spouse,
He may beat you or rape you, but your voice should not arouse.
Fulfilling their requirements, you will give your entire life,
Getting commemorated only on women’s day or mother’s day, you will survive.

Hearing all this, the lady got real tensed;
Her face turned red as if she is feeling a pain immense.
“If that’s so, I should drop the dream of taking birth”.
“I want to be free and I can’t live if thoughts of society have such dearth”,
She shouted at the lord and went back to heaven,
Maybe she will come back once society is free of this demon.

#review #themodernsaint #poetry

#NisforAnne
#review

The Truth

It hurts you
It pains you
...but it really set you free

Make it clear
Make it sincere
...and it will make you see

You deserve it
Just believe it
...and put your trust in Me

Never fear
It's always near
...so let go and let it be

Don't fight it
Just own it
...you will understand eventually

The Beast


... and here it comes again; it has awaken,
Breaking the shackles wound around it
Into splinters of violent pandemonium.
This untamed being; the abhorring brute
Looming inside me with a devious smug
Unleashes itself triumphantly with a roar -
A wicked roar that bursts sardonic laughter.

To experience the long-awaited freedom;
Freedom of being deviant once again
And being uncouth and mischievous,
This happens only when you are gone.
Since I want to be the king of all the spoils
I earnestly wish you to return after eons!

Mindless about the depletion inside,
By being unwise about its actions
The mind is poisoned to the core
By a plague of heathen thoughts
Causing reckless perversion
To the point of wild palpitation.
Thus, after a long run of satanic fun
Finally, the beast succumbs to repose.

I couldn't open my eyes when the sun was up
As it was the grim sight of a great disaster.
My mind was numb; my soul - obliterated.
I was vanquished by the wretched monster,
The devil inside me which I had given birth
Of which I am the father and its rightful master.

Oh, is there anything less painful than
To get torn apart between my mind and soul?
It is this regret that nags me with teasing cry:
Was there something I should have done
When it was growing inside the womb?
Oh, why did I embrace it with open arms
When I knew about its devilish nature?

After a long struggle to concede my defeat
That has stained this haggard look upon me,
I kneel down, ashamed, to beseech you:
Wherever you are, please come back soon
Only you can help me bring myself back;
Help me find myself for I am lost in wilderness
And rescue me from this dreadful creature.

Before it gets lost from me forever
Please, I am begging you to bring it back -
The harmony between my mind and soul;
Which left me without saying, "Goodbye".
Be a guiding light and I will bridle the beast.
Let my righteousness be the strength to hold it firm
And I pledge to take it on the path of morality
Then it will never be called as The Beast ever again.

By Amit Herlekar

#poetry #review #AmitHerlekar

Malady 2.0

Scorched skins by the blazing flames of the furnace,
Emeciated bodies, deprived of the food they harness.
Forced to eat of the leftovers of the rich,
Stuck in the cobweb of hunger frost makes them cringe.
Clouds they say are the harbinger of life,
But for them, rains harden their daily strife.
The world overwhelmed by the advances of science,
The unfortunate ones even forget for how long they have not eaten since.

While some lead their lifestyle prodigally,
Others survive on breadcrumbs making their ends meet barely.
Treacherous roads have been their bed for years,
Rains have always washed away their tears.
Stark sky is the roof upon their heads,
Their lives hang by the loosely tied threads.
School buildings are far off from their reach,
It's only god whose help they could beseech.

Deprived of all the basic needs,
Some turn to adultery and some become thieves.
But are they the ones to take the blame for criminalization,
The blame lies with us as we call ourselves a civilization.
Let's give the needy the help they deserve,
For God has bestowed upon us with the reserves.
Let's make this world a better place,
And just take a brake from the monotony of the rat race.

#Sagar #Pain
#review
#poem

Adrift

A racking walk I took down Memory Lane,
to a time when words had been my only escape.
And when in gloom, a cheery future I was sure to gain.
"Indeed one day, I'd stand akimbo with a cape !"

Set out to sail, youthful and sane.
I fortified my vessel and left no holes agape.
Face set to the sun, wind in my mane,
"To now and the future", a toast, I made.

With verses jostling in my heart, no sheet was left plain;
A mad man's tale; a lad named kade;
A hunter's quest; a heart broken yet again;
On and on, the pages I filled, even of Earth's first wake.

Now lost at sea, my eyes a windowpane.
Fingers cold and grey from nothing to frame.
A gift once a joy, now a bane.
And those were the days of a passion I hope one day to reclaim.


#sor3h
#review
#poetry

Good night writers!...

WORDS OF HOPE...

Times are tough undeniably.
Our habit of encouraging deliberate ignorance has got us all lost.
While in such times, hopes are not enough. We all need something more to hold on to, to reflect positive possibilities. To overshadow Fears & Distress & we all have the answers to it. We just need to dig deeper, feel more, & accept our ignorance with honesty.
We must not forget that humankind has gone through the worst before & has survived & will survive till it's boom!
We must always remember, we all are sailing in the same boat, with a big fucking
hole & we have to save it, for all of us, for each one of us.
Music will heal us,
Words will mend us,
Science will define us,
Love will help us grow,
Life will help us sustain.
We humans as species are said to be still young. We all are 6 million year olds on this 4.5 billion year old earth.
Time passes, for it is that, it is! & we would sail through too, but only together.
Choice, is ours!
#thewordgenie #review

Impassion

It's plain to see as day and night,
To me; this no more is a fight.

I can't take it anymore,
All these beatings have left me sore.

Can't you see how much I've already bled,
The wounds you leave everytime are deep indeed.

Please let me be, I don't wanna retort.
I can't bear it, even with remorse.

I'm grinding my teeth, it's hard not to cry.
But you keep assaulting my emotions, no matter what I try.

Free me; for my soul will break apart in this prison.
Let me be happy sometimes, without any reasons.

Can't you see sometimes that it's hard to breathe.
Under your cruel gaze, I'm burned to beath.

This impassion of yours is no longer my concern.
If this truth causes you pain, so shall it be done.

#review #tm #poetry

Puffs of Smoke

Lost and confused, I light a joint;
Minding over matter with no point.
With the first suck of distress,
The poignant past is triggered.
Opening of dagger of bitterness,
It is jabbed until pain is heard.
The fume is held long enough
Ignoring the shortness of breath.
Then it is whispered out in despair
With well-timed rings of death.
The second smoke is breathed in
For the sake of temporary relief.
But the cuts driving deep within,
The hapless mind is in disbelief.
The final gush of smoke is inhaled
Wishing for a tiny bit of solace.
But the heartbeats are overburdened
By poisonous vapors of disgrace.
For the end of ageless torment to begin
The soul concedes to depart from the skin.

©Amit Herlekar

#originalpoetry #AmitHerlekar #review

I Release You ! I release you oh loved one from the pitter-patter of my heart
For I was a bird caught in a cage of love soo far beyond
In loving you I loved myself not knowing it came with shackles
For I have been too seared to fathom a world without the constraints

I hoped that by loving you I would feel so alive
Like a free bird soaring around the sky soo blue in sight
But to my surprise I felt so chocked I struggled even to breath
And this is how the elixir of life became a poisonous sip

Even when you pushed me out I was soo scared to fly
and again again I came back to cage to take a breath alive
But now I have decided to let go of you,
This unrequited relationship has become unbearable
But I have decided that I will forgive you
For not loving me as I would have assumed
Knowing that by forgiving you I release you of all the blame
Not waiting for any apology that would be now in vain
For forgiving you is forgiving me and the world around
And releasing you is releasing me from a pain so far beyond #review #aparajita

I like writing reviews of books, below is the review of of Primo Levi's Survival in Auschwitz We spend most of our times going through life without anything making much of an emotional impact. The days are spend being slaves to causes we don't actually feel, but once in a while we come across an experience which takes us by surprise (pleasant or otherwise) and demands our attention, “Survival in Auschwitz” is one such experience. Given that I am home bound due to COVID-19 and in a glum mood, I was very reluctant to read it, as the very title suggested that it would be about atrocities of SS during the WWII, which did not seem like an appropriate topic for lifting my spirits. Anyways, the holocaust has been one of my favourite topics, given the insight its presents into what human beings are capable of once all their civil institutions are defunct.

Primo Levi is an author who will connect with you on such a deeper level that every few pages you will halt to take a deep sigh and wait for the lines to sink in. I, on many different occasions, found myself crying mid-paragraph, sympathetic to the pain of people who had lived a century before me. The pain I felt soo excruciating, the helplessness so disgusting, that once in a while I had to remind myself of what Robert frost said: “ In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: It goes on”. I know the story being told to me had its central characters dead, but the folds of their skin and the screams of their silence inhabiting my soul, were very much alive.

To put it succinctly its not a story of Primo Levi surviving Auschwitz, or the cold-bloodedness of the Nazi regime and its enablers, but the story of every nameless human being who perished during this time mind body soul. The prisoners may have lost their everything but as Levi wrote humanity as a class lost its consciousness and nothing could happen ever good and pure to rub out the scare of this outrage. Levi talks about how the holocaust was a gigantic biological social experiment more than anything else, which classified people as drowned and saved. But to me, as an outsider, there were no survivors in this experiment, only sections of society left with a plethora of disgust, thirst for revenge, moral capitulation, denial, weariness among other things. #review #aparajita