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

May be suddenly you get into those strange emotions of " feeling alone, sudden sad & leave me alone" disasters.
In an instant , the corner of your heart screams," why the hell you are doing this?" & You be like -"I just don't have any idea."
May be these are the side effects of growing up..
I seriously hate this..
Quickly, the other corner of heart recalls all your cherishing memories of your childhood days .
And silently you start to miss those days , looking at the blank walls of your room.
Maybe I am just wishing to turn back the pages how the things used to be...But I know this is not going to Happen
#review #PriyaVijayakumar

(I don't really have a title yet. I don't mind a few suggestions. )

With the uncertainties surrounding our existence,
you conceive and add to humanity's grievance.
I ask, is it selfishness or indifference?

You might mistake my concern for insolence;
Perhaps, perceive my subjectivity as a nuisance.
My apologies; I only ponder the fates of the innocents.
Is it a thing of joy to exist or an ordeal to endure as an act of obeisance ?

Take not these sayings to heart;
I do not care much for credence.
I only worry for the innocents—the new borns.
Are we the ill-fated or the privileged ones?
Is it a thing of joy to exist or an ordeal to endure?

#sor3h
#poetry
#review

The Colosseum

The dearth of sweat and blood bath is imminent,
Alma mater to the bravehearts , where silence is now persistent.
Death, innuendo of the clashing iron and steel,
Has now been silent for a while with the stopping of ordeal.
Though the structure still stands still in its prime,
As a mark of remorse for the dead and precedent to future death clients.

The structure now stands silent,
Inviting the innocents to bereave it's antecedent.
But to be proud of those who fought and died complacent ,
For bereavement would be disdain to those who were deviant.
Hundreds fought at the hands of death,
To the family and friends all of them have bequeath.

Gladiolus leaves are befitting for showing them gratitude,
Numbness, soreness, pain all are myths was their platitude.
Shining steel pierced the hearts of several beasts,
The sand red of the blood, had many gourmet feasts.
The collosal structure has stood the test of times,
Still standing tall to it's name worthy of every dime.

Too many fights and the onlookers who behold,
Compendiums would not suffice to the history it holds.
With no collegium, death was the only judge,
No one can claim that this history is a fudge.
For the sand is still thirsty of blood,
But it's been a long time since the last fighters budged.

#poem
#review
#Pain #Sagar

VEIL

An imprint of humbleness, security,
Virtue in many communities,
A veil is just put up to mask,
The dearth of vanity in women.

Bella damsel of the North,
Hides all the scars on her face,
Hides all the tears and sweat,
After her aggravating day's work.

Darkens the desires and aspirations
To dwell her life dauntlessly,
Just like a caged hyena,
Raged with agony and dreams within.

Disguised,
An alien for herself,
Disgraced as a traitor,
With the eyes of disgust.

What was her fault?
Hiding insecurities or being scared-
Scared of her reality,
Under the veil of darkness.

Oh, how thick is the veil!
Does it clench the ravage?
Is it watching over her twinges?
Can it be her refugee?

#review #poetry #minal

Two years of bliss

Basking in the warm sun
Checking out girls was fun
Drinking coffee was better than temple run
Cracking laughter better than shots of gun

Choking friends in their talking
Honked while jaggered biking
Sheer discussion was triggering
Delicate incisions intriguing

Overnight course cramming
Read every page of books rummaging
Thoughts running wild thundering
Might to score good was overpowering

Bickering over trivia and differences
Always failing to make right inferences
Long discussion on conferences
Impromptu required no audiences

Eating in the mess
Best place to release stress
Talking of the future mistress
Things we needed to harness

Lying in the green grass
Talking glib and making fuss
Brotherly quarrels were a plus
Sombre silence was the bliss

Rooms were slumbers
No one moved all were lumbers
Packed inside in unknown numbers
Unafraid, we were like amber

Playing unnecessary pranks
Everyone was tom hanks
All of us there were cranks
Hostel rooms became schrank

Every moment spent was banter
Fun was always in cinter
Time would never hinder
Wish I could rekindle

#Sagar #Pain
#Pain
#review

Problems!
Life called game is filled with obstacles
Sometimes one, sometimes many
Absolutely none can live without predicament
Time escorts sometimes
We invite it many times, How?
Yes or No, it depends
Depends on uttering yes maximum
Depends on uttering no in a wrong time
Braces an erroneous with yes
Without cogitating, doesn't says No
Hurdles are to be faced, which time
Initiates for us, Not by us
Say yes to right with credence !
Say no to wrong with affirmation !
Face the turmoils from time
Lead a most jovial life!


#poetry #review

Title: Heartbreak [Part 1]

Everything was going great,
Our attraction was so intense, I don't inflate
I was in your spell ever since our first date,
I left my first love for you, became an ingrate!

Our chemistry held at bay, my fears that I've gone astray,
You became my addiction, I just didn't need an ashtray,
For you, I lost my way, there's no one I wouldn't betray,
Like my ex, whose love for me you could never portray!

So short was our time together, for so many memories.
Most couples spend lifetimes and still can't compete with our stories,
That can fill up a thousand diaries,
And still leave out a story or two fit for the fairies!

I got so attached to you, it was very subtle,
I didn't notice how close we became, without a preamble.
Just being together made us both tremble!
Your problems became mine, which I then crushed to rubble!

But I paint a pretty picture, disregarding your petty nature;
Yes, you held me in rapture, but continued to smile at every lecher!
You wanted to experience everything, every night a new adventure!
Because you are too stupid to see the big picture!

You think, the truth is just plain negotiation,
Something you paint, according to traction.
But let me tell you, that, my love isn't for auction!
You can't bid for it anyway because your love for me is just fiction!

I'm just a good choice for you to gain as a husband,
Because I don't have a need for contraband.
I know you still kept in touch with every ex boyfriend,
Ready to play with them, though coy you pretend!

Behind my back, you went out with your new 'friends', those scum,
All those second show movies, you kept mum,
Those late night dinners you went to with a hum!
Texting me all along, your duplicity maximum!

You thought I was too traditional,
That I saw your idea of fun to be irrational!
So you went behind my back, for your fun nocturnal,
To enjoy your outings with those guys, sashaying your arsenal!

You thought I would never find out,
You hid your chats from me, all throughout.
But you couldn't fool my instincts which cried out!
And made me see what you were up to, leading to my blowout!

The hell I descended into, when I learnt of your treachery,
I thought it was Cupid, but instead, it was just you practising archery!
With my heart, a willing target, for your lures and your fishery,
Those months of unceasing misery, laid bare my gaucherie!

....to be continued in Part2

[Note: The poem is incomplete. It is continued in Part 2 below. Do check it out!]

#review #Poetry #SaiRamKiran

Title: HeartBreak [Part 2] (Continuation)

You never imagined my response, or the continued anger,
You thought to placate me, with your crying and words of sugar!
But I've already seen the ugliness behind your mask of langour,
I would have already left you, had I been any stronger!

You pushed me into depression.
I was crying behind all my aggression.
Like a weak fool, I never knew, so quick was the disillusion.
I thought I found my soulmate, can't believe my delusion!

But I have finally pierced the illusion!
And saw your true self, and have arrived at the only solution.
With it, I've reached my final decision!
That I can't spend my life with you, with all this friction.

You can never get back my trust,
And our relationship cannot continue with such distrust
You have lost my respect, and my interest!
And have severed our bond, I'm no longer trussed!

But you treated me like a King, I concede,
Cared for me just like my mom, in that you did succeed!
Full Days and whole weekends, together we taxied,
We were in our very own private world, I fancied!

Don't let these last few months, and all the fighting,
Make you think that my love was fleeting!
Because, the pain I'm suffering, has got me bursting!
I can't hide it, like those chats of flirting, you hid from me by just deleting.

My pain, put me on an unstoppable train.
My anguish, changed me, and my dreams went down the drain!
There is no longer a marriage and a future together, I shall now refrain!
I should have seen all this sooner, because you were always vain!

Without my best friend, I could have easily slit my vein!
He talked me around, without complaining of strain.
Days and nights he spent, to free me from all the pain!
Without my best mate's help, I would have definitely gone insane!

He made me see reason,
That there is a life for me after your treason!
Made me see hope again, with a lot of persuasion.
I shall forever thank him for his intervention!

Yes, I leave, but I do so without regret.
I know, these memories will never abate.
The pain of this loss will definitely negate,
Any happiness I may get at any later date.

I am slowly moving towards light,
Past this dark chapter of my life, that seems ironically bright!
But, I'll probably remember you every twilight!
And dream of our time together, under starlight!

I shall never forget, all your affection,
But, I have made a resolution,
To move on, from this junction.
You can not hold me any longer, as a prisoner to our attraction!

Why couldn't you have been more real?
Why does honesty seem to you, so surreal?
I tried to, but can't get past your betrayal,
And will forever curse fate, for being so cruel!

Friends, you've seen my pain, through love ambrosial.So, give heed to my testimonial,
I warn you not to look for the ideal,
Love is not a deal, just try to find something real
With someone who won't put you through such an ordeal!

#review #poetry #SaiRamKiran