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
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
#review
#NisforAnne
#poem
A Friend Indeed
You don't have to ask,
I'll give freely,
You don't have to explain,
I trust implicitly,
No need to search,
Found it for you already.
The thing you've been missing?
It's here in my keeping.
The ghost you've been dreading?
Got my club ready to swing.
The sight you keep losing?
Here, a torch for you to cling.
You will want for nothing,
When I got everything:
The arm of a companion,
The shoulder of empathy,
The fist of a champion,
The grip of sympathy;
Even the deadly limbs of a blind, a mute and a deaf.
I will always have your back,
Even when my spine is broken,
I am forever your check,
Even if it has no balance,
I will continue filling your crack,
Even more so with no glue to fasten.
#NisforAnne
#poem
A Friend Indeed
You don't have to ask,
I'll give freely,
You don't have to explain,
I trust implicitly,
No need to search,
Found it for you already.
The thing you've been missing?
It's here in my keeping.
The ghost you've been dreading?
Got my club ready to swing.
The sight you keep losing?
Here, a torch for you to cling.
You will want for nothing,
When I got everything:
The arm of a companion,
The shoulder of empathy,
The fist of a champion,
The grip of sympathy;
Even the deadly limbs of a blind, a mute and a deaf.
I will always have your back,
Even when my spine is broken,
I am forever your check,
Even if it has no balance,
I will continue filling your crack,
Even more so with no glue to fasten.
#review #emywrites #poetry
*GRIPING BIRD*
If voice were visible; this would beautiful petals,
Falling like rain on the shade of my room,
Her voice awakes my every morning,
With beautiful sight of her on my window ledge.
Before I leave my, I'll listen to her complaint,
Craving of her mother's dream of her to fly,
High above the sky on fledge able wing,
Of her to flap her wings with others in the sky.
Bird of nothingness craving umptiness.
This chirping bird won't stop singing in pain.
Her love to fly is high above mountain everst.
What could she have done, if she has wings?
Griping bird waning to fly and ascend the sky
To feel the breeze beneath her wing.
Ever bird is born to fly; but not every bird is born with wing,
What's her beauty without the wings?
*GRIPING BIRD*
If voice were visible; this would beautiful petals,
Falling like rain on the shade of my room,
Her voice awakes my every morning,
With beautiful sight of her on my window ledge.
Before I leave my, I'll listen to her complaint,
Craving of her mother's dream of her to fly,
High above the sky on fledge able wing,
Of her to flap her wings with others in the sky.
Bird of nothingness craving umptiness.
This chirping bird won't stop singing in pain.
Her love to fly is high above mountain everst.
What could she have done, if she has wings?
Griping bird waning to fly and ascend the sky
To feel the breeze beneath her wing.
Ever bird is born to fly; but not every bird is born with wing,
What's her beauty without the wings?
Clouds Of Smoke
Getting lost in the clouds of smoke,
Forgetful of the imminent choke;
Mesmerized by its misty spirit,
She drowns in the fantasy of it.
Walking through the fog of ash,
Even through the litter of trash,
She enjoyed every step by foot
And smiled at the drizzling soot.
I am on the hilltop, she believed;
And felt more allve and relieved.
The smog had become her reality,
For it filled her lungs in congeniality.
It was the only one to be near her;
That promised to leave her never.
#poetry #AmitHerlekar #review
© Amit Herlekar
Getting lost in the clouds of smoke,
Forgetful of the imminent choke;
Mesmerized by its misty spirit,
She drowns in the fantasy of it.
Walking through the fog of ash,
Even through the litter of trash,
She enjoyed every step by foot
And smiled at the drizzling soot.
I am on the hilltop, she believed;
And felt more allve and relieved.
The smog had become her reality,
For it filled her lungs in congeniality.
It was the only one to be near her;
That promised to leave her never.
#poetry #AmitHerlekar #review
© Amit Herlekar
a broken ludo game
stuck between a ludo game
playing on a broken board
o best friend! I’m stuck in the chaos
the game represented by my relationships
with each member’s role to play
and the overall result may vary in-fact
also, the winner may not be deemed to be intact!
Tattered and shattered all play their turn
and me too stranded on the way,
scared and praying till the end
for the game to go peacefully to its bay.
To all the discrepancies I come across
and pathways I have to mend;
to the obstacles, I cross over
are the hidden, invisible painful traps.
Thinking and analyzing my future steps
however, being decided by some unnatural bets;
Long to go on an unknown path I,
I think of ending it right hither, for
the unknown reason in my core.
Never the less, as would be fate,
the picture seems to fade amid bate!
I wish to have a happy end
but being unknown to how to mend,
(un)fair game all it remains
and now a broken ludo’s a sad lullaby!
#family, #stress #review
stuck between a ludo game
playing on a broken board
o best friend! I’m stuck in the chaos
the game represented by my relationships
with each member’s role to play
and the overall result may vary in-fact
also, the winner may not be deemed to be intact!
Tattered and shattered all play their turn
and me too stranded on the way,
scared and praying till the end
for the game to go peacefully to its bay.
To all the discrepancies I come across
and pathways I have to mend;
to the obstacles, I cross over
are the hidden, invisible painful traps.
Thinking and analyzing my future steps
however, being decided by some unnatural bets;
Long to go on an unknown path I,
I think of ending it right hither, for
the unknown reason in my core.
Never the less, as would be fate,
the picture seems to fade amid bate!
I wish to have a happy end
but being unknown to how to mend,
(un)fair game all it remains
and now a broken ludo’s a sad lullaby!
#family, #stress #review
*Be Humble*
With all the wealth you acquired
With all the knowledge you have
With all the fame you get
With all the family you have.
Your ending will be 6 feet down
To your last destination
With nor wealth neither fame
Nor the family neither the knowledge
So why not to be humble?
Why not to live with others in peace?
Why not to treat others with fair?
Why not to accept criticism?
A death has no time
A death will not give you notice
Will come like a blink of eye.
©Mbee Mohammed
#review #mbee #poetry
With all the wealth you acquired
With all the knowledge you have
With all the fame you get
With all the family you have.
Your ending will be 6 feet down
To your last destination
With nor wealth neither fame
Nor the family neither the knowledge
So why not to be humble?
Why not to live with others in peace?
Why not to treat others with fair?
Why not to accept criticism?
A death has no time
A death will not give you notice
Will come like a blink of eye.
©Mbee Mohammed
#review #mbee #poetry
Im packed in a small room
Floating on the floor
Tryna to watch sky but the ceiling is there with fan revolving round and round
Even led light is turned on..but darkness is roaming whole around
Have a liitle window in a room from where the air comes in and out with different smells
Near a side having bunch of books, bags ,cloth and stuff ...even mobile is their with full of scam emails
Trying for the door to open
When it....I will take my stuff and run...
#review #shortpoem #yash #poem
Floating on the floor
Tryna to watch sky but the ceiling is there with fan revolving round and round
Even led light is turned on..but darkness is roaming whole around
Have a liitle window in a room from where the air comes in and out with different smells
Near a side having bunch of books, bags ,cloth and stuff ...even mobile is their with full of scam emails
Trying for the door to open
When it....I will take my stuff and run...
#review #shortpoem #yash #poem
#review
#anonWrites
#prompt
The hangout was so unpredictably dull. I was bored most of the time. Well, as the hangout was in spaceX's orbital pub with few of planet X's inhabitants and few friends from neighbouring planets, it was hoped to be entertaining. It was, however, perceived as the usual drinking and gambling with nothing exciting except for a show of new weaponry in space. Some gentleman gave us a nice show as a space-show but that was the best we had. On my way home, my bike broke down in mid galaxy XE-22 and i had to stay the night in a nearby planet called Namek. It had an environment very much like Earth with greenery and hills. There was a forest which had few caves suitable for a night. The night was silent and shiny with all the stars for sometime. I got a glimpse of a flock of dinosaurs moving few hundred feet away from me. The next morning I was blessed with a new set of electric starters for my bike by a passing fleet of traders. My bike was repaired and I was home in about half a day.
#anonWrites
#prompt
The hangout was so unpredictably dull. I was bored most of the time. Well, as the hangout was in spaceX's orbital pub with few of planet X's inhabitants and few friends from neighbouring planets, it was hoped to be entertaining. It was, however, perceived as the usual drinking and gambling with nothing exciting except for a show of new weaponry in space. Some gentleman gave us a nice show as a space-show but that was the best we had. On my way home, my bike broke down in mid galaxy XE-22 and i had to stay the night in a nearby planet called Namek. It had an environment very much like Earth with greenery and hills. There was a forest which had few caves suitable for a night. The night was silent and shiny with all the stars for sometime. I got a glimpse of a flock of dinosaurs moving few hundred feet away from me. The next morning I was blessed with a new set of electric starters for my bike by a passing fleet of traders. My bike was repaired and I was home in about half a day.
TITLE: ONCE A TINY YET THERE WERE MANY
Everyone was happy
To go around anywhere
But they found something
Which they didn't like, so they scout it
To get rid of it
The one who are physicians
Left their own home
To save our home
From being operated by morticians
The one who are patients
Seeks to be cured soon
Along with God's boon
While they remain with patience
The one who lived with their family
Came across many kinds of emotions
Their business suffered a lot of fluctuations
And this led to shatter their vanity
Lots of crimes happened
But nevertheless everyone stood
And the consequences were firmly faced
Again it won't happen, they believed
Once they all wished to do anything
To go around agian anywhere
Everyone was then gloomy
Yet they were safe and sound
Now, their wishes are becoming true
For they have been slight cooperative.
Author's note: Wrote it in the point of view of current situation and about these lockdowns, how made everyone to struggle yet they stood up and faced it bravely and cooperated well. So that, they get a slight release from full lockdown, that's what they wish, that's what everyone wish for and it's happening slowly.
#review #poem #smitha
Everyone was happy
To go around anywhere
But they found something
Which they didn't like, so they scout it
To get rid of it
The one who are physicians
Left their own home
To save our home
From being operated by morticians
The one who are patients
Seeks to be cured soon
Along with God's boon
While they remain with patience
The one who lived with their family
Came across many kinds of emotions
Their business suffered a lot of fluctuations
And this led to shatter their vanity
Lots of crimes happened
But nevertheless everyone stood
And the consequences were firmly faced
Again it won't happen, they believed
Once they all wished to do anything
To go around agian anywhere
Everyone was then gloomy
Yet they were safe and sound
Now, their wishes are becoming true
For they have been slight cooperative.
Author's note: Wrote it in the point of view of current situation and about these lockdowns, how made everyone to struggle yet they stood up and faced it bravely and cooperated well. So that, they get a slight release from full lockdown, that's what they wish, that's what everyone wish for and it's happening slowly.
#review #poem #smitha
#review
#anonWrites
#prompt
#shortstory
Part 1
It is the weekend and it is socializing time of the week. I just returned home from my office. I was looking forward to the weekend gathering in spaceX's orbital pub with some of my friends. I freshened up and entered my garage where my bike was parked. I lit a cigarette and sat on the bike. I started the bike and with a enthusiastic smile took off to the pub. As soon as i reached the pub, there was a free valet parking by the pub who took my bike to store it in their parking storage. I entered the pub to see my friends already partying. I reached the bar for a small drink before joining my mates. We were sitting by a glass wall which was overlooking the moon titan and some asteriods. After about 15 mins, the pub announced on their speakers for a space-show by the Ginyu Force. We started watching the show through the glass wall. The show was primarily showing some high-tech space crafts and also had a fighter combat with indestructible missiles. The space craft was high tech with advanced maneuvering capabilities and some better missiles. The fight was interesting to watch as two fighters fought around the moon while maneuvering around some asteriods and taking hits at each other. The rest of the night went with us gambling and drinking but it was the usual hangout routine with nothing interesting.
#anonWrites
#prompt
#shortstory
Part 1
It is the weekend and it is socializing time of the week. I just returned home from my office. I was looking forward to the weekend gathering in spaceX's orbital pub with some of my friends. I freshened up and entered my garage where my bike was parked. I lit a cigarette and sat on the bike. I started the bike and with a enthusiastic smile took off to the pub. As soon as i reached the pub, there was a free valet parking by the pub who took my bike to store it in their parking storage. I entered the pub to see my friends already partying. I reached the bar for a small drink before joining my mates. We were sitting by a glass wall which was overlooking the moon titan and some asteriods. After about 15 mins, the pub announced on their speakers for a space-show by the Ginyu Force. We started watching the show through the glass wall. The show was primarily showing some high-tech space crafts and also had a fighter combat with indestructible missiles. The space craft was high tech with advanced maneuvering capabilities and some better missiles. The fight was interesting to watch as two fighters fought around the moon while maneuvering around some asteriods and taking hits at each other. The rest of the night went with us gambling and drinking but it was the usual hangout routine with nothing interesting.
#review #emywrites #poetry
Isolated Bird
If voices were visible; this would be a beautiful rose petal,
That glimmers like diamond as sunlight spills down from above.
Her voice awakes me every morning,
With a beautiful view of her through my window ledge.
Her soul is encaged; her heart is frozen.
Numbing painless pain with her feathers.
Her heart beats so fast like the Jazz beat,
Of her wings afraid of flapping in the air.
Before I leave my room, I'll listen to her complaint,
Craving of her mother's dream of her to fly,
High above the sky on fledge able wings,
Flapping her wings with others in the sky.
What happened to the tied wings?
Cease flying or afraid of the breeze;
Wailing like ebb and flow of the sea.
Or the edge of slivering gold in the sky.
Bird of nothingness craving umptiness.
This chirping bird won't stop singing in pain.
Her love to fly is high above mountain Everest.
What could she have done, if she has wings?
Why shivering in silence?
Sitting at the edge of despair on my window ledge,
Waiting and watching the inch step of an ant.
Looking so shattered like a heart broken glass.
Griping bird wanting to fly and ascend the sky
To feel the breeze beneath her wings.
Every bird is born to fly; but not every bird is born with wing,
What's her beauty without the wings?
But her estrangement brings me joy and comfort,
Her voice of loneliness heard to distant hill.
Joy of her melodious voice on her wings clipped,
Singing for freedom on her feet tied.
Dear bird! The sky blue symbolizes the calm color of your skin,
The cloud whiteness typify the innocence of your heart,
The stars glimmering represent the shining beauty of your voice,
Allow the feather of hope perches in your soul.
Isolated Bird
If voices were visible; this would be a beautiful rose petal,
That glimmers like diamond as sunlight spills down from above.
Her voice awakes me every morning,
With a beautiful view of her through my window ledge.
Her soul is encaged; her heart is frozen.
Numbing painless pain with her feathers.
Her heart beats so fast like the Jazz beat,
Of her wings afraid of flapping in the air.
Before I leave my room, I'll listen to her complaint,
Craving of her mother's dream of her to fly,
High above the sky on fledge able wings,
Flapping her wings with others in the sky.
What happened to the tied wings?
Cease flying or afraid of the breeze;
Wailing like ebb and flow of the sea.
Or the edge of slivering gold in the sky.
Bird of nothingness craving umptiness.
This chirping bird won't stop singing in pain.
Her love to fly is high above mountain Everest.
What could she have done, if she has wings?
Why shivering in silence?
Sitting at the edge of despair on my window ledge,
Waiting and watching the inch step of an ant.
Looking so shattered like a heart broken glass.
Griping bird wanting to fly and ascend the sky
To feel the breeze beneath her wings.
Every bird is born to fly; but not every bird is born with wing,
What's her beauty without the wings?
But her estrangement brings me joy and comfort,
Her voice of loneliness heard to distant hill.
Joy of her melodious voice on her wings clipped,
Singing for freedom on her feet tied.
Dear bird! The sky blue symbolizes the calm color of your skin,
The cloud whiteness typify the innocence of your heart,
The stars glimmering represent the shining beauty of your voice,
Allow the feather of hope perches in your soul.
(A little something inspired by the main character, Izumi Shinchi, from the anime, Parasyte The Marxim)
A jagged scar;
An emblem of gross pain.
Like a memoir;
A narrative on skin.
Beneath the mar;
Grim mysteries lay plain.
Black as tar,
is your mind's domain.
A child you are;
Motherless you'll remain.
Her death so bizarre,
rendered you inhumane.
A jagged scar;
An emblem of gross pain;
A grim reminder,
of the monster you contain.
#poetry
#sor3h
#review
A jagged scar;
An emblem of gross pain.
Like a memoir;
A narrative on skin.
Beneath the mar;
Grim mysteries lay plain.
Black as tar,
is your mind's domain.
A child you are;
Motherless you'll remain.
Her death so bizarre,
rendered you inhumane.
A jagged scar;
An emblem of gross pain;
A grim reminder,
of the monster you contain.
#poetry
#sor3h
#review
#review
#anonWrites
#prompt
#shortstory
Part 2
The night was ending and so was my energy. I looked at my watch and saw it was nearly sunrise. I decided to leave and got up. I bid my mates goodnight and headed for the valet parking. The valet employee got my bike to me and I lit another cigarette for the way home. I passed through XE-10, my childhood galaxy where i could still remember my first space trip. As i was going home, i got a glimpse of few stars that were forming which was a beautiful view. The auroras coming out of them was like a child coming out of his mother's womb. Next thing I know, I was passing through galaxy AE-22 where my bike broke down and was not having much ability to reach home. I saw the planet Namek at a few light minutes away from me. I got there and it was almost midnight in that planet. The planet's environment was identical to Earth's environment. There were trees, hills, a few rivers and an ocean. I saw a cave on my way to the ground and decided to spend the night there. When I reached the cave, I lit a bonfire to keep me warm and to wary off any unwanted living beings. While I was wandering at the stars, I could hear a flock of dinosaurs at a few hundred feet away from me. They were headed in a group to the hills. I returned to the cave and decided to take a night's sleep to help my energy refill.
#anonWrites
#prompt
#shortstory
Part 2
The night was ending and so was my energy. I looked at my watch and saw it was nearly sunrise. I decided to leave and got up. I bid my mates goodnight and headed for the valet parking. The valet employee got my bike to me and I lit another cigarette for the way home. I passed through XE-10, my childhood galaxy where i could still remember my first space trip. As i was going home, i got a glimpse of few stars that were forming which was a beautiful view. The auroras coming out of them was like a child coming out of his mother's womb. Next thing I know, I was passing through galaxy AE-22 where my bike broke down and was not having much ability to reach home. I saw the planet Namek at a few light minutes away from me. I got there and it was almost midnight in that planet. The planet's environment was identical to Earth's environment. There were trees, hills, a few rivers and an ocean. I saw a cave on my way to the ground and decided to spend the night there. When I reached the cave, I lit a bonfire to keep me warm and to wary off any unwanted living beings. While I was wandering at the stars, I could hear a flock of dinosaurs at a few hundred feet away from me. They were headed in a group to the hills. I returned to the cave and decided to take a night's sleep to help my energy refill.
Friends are for LIFE
Friends friends and friends
Why are they so overrated I've always wondered,
Me, being introvert with no friends, are they magicians or clowns? , have pondered.
Do they have some powers which makes us happy or any magic potions,
Can we trust them in everything and can they give me life solutions.
Always curious to know one and have
A good or best friend kind,
In whose House I can enter anytime and she won't mind.
Found her at last and got all answers
She looks nothing like hero or a clown,
But she sure helps me out of every problem and changes my expressions to smile from frown.
True friends are something lucky people can get
It's hard to maintain a bond,
It doesn't happen in a day Or after a picnic
It needs truthfulness not a magic wand.
#MuskanMishra #review
Friends friends and friends
Why are they so overrated I've always wondered,
Me, being introvert with no friends, are they magicians or clowns? , have pondered.
Do they have some powers which makes us happy or any magic potions,
Can we trust them in everything and can they give me life solutions.
Always curious to know one and have
A good or best friend kind,
In whose House I can enter anytime and she won't mind.
Found her at last and got all answers
She looks nothing like hero or a clown,
But she sure helps me out of every problem and changes my expressions to smile from frown.
True friends are something lucky people can get
It's hard to maintain a bond,
It doesn't happen in a day Or after a picnic
It needs truthfulness not a magic wand.
#MuskanMishra #review
stuck between a ludo game
playing on a broken board
o best friend! I’m stuck in the chaos
the game represented by my relationships
with each member’s role to play
and the overall result may vary in-fact
also, the winner may not be deemed to be intact!
Tattered and shattered all play their turn
and me too stranded on the way,
scared and praying till the end
for the game to go peacefully to its bay.
To all the discrepancies I come across
and pathways I have to mend;
to the obstacles, I cross over
are the hidden, invisible painful traps.
Thinking and analyzing my future steps
however, being decided by some unnatural bets;
Long to go on an unknown path I,
I think of ending it right hither, for
the unknown reason in my core.
Never the less, as would be fate,
the picture seems to fade amid bate!
I wish to have a happy end
but being unknown to how to mend,
(un)fair game all it remains
and now a broken ludo’s a sad lullaby!
#review #sakshi
playing on a broken board
o best friend! I’m stuck in the chaos
the game represented by my relationships
with each member’s role to play
and the overall result may vary in-fact
also, the winner may not be deemed to be intact!
Tattered and shattered all play their turn
and me too stranded on the way,
scared and praying till the end
for the game to go peacefully to its bay.
To all the discrepancies I come across
and pathways I have to mend;
to the obstacles, I cross over
are the hidden, invisible painful traps.
Thinking and analyzing my future steps
however, being decided by some unnatural bets;
Long to go on an unknown path I,
I think of ending it right hither, for
the unknown reason in my core.
Never the less, as would be fate,
the picture seems to fade amid bate!
I wish to have a happy end
but being unknown to how to mend,
(un)fair game all it remains
and now a broken ludo’s a sad lullaby!
#review #sakshi
I see the light as bright as a star,
Undeterred by the dark,
The world seems to give it a lot of scars,
Trying to make its mark.
It tries to shine bright than its peers,
Its dreams cannot be described in meres,
It whispers, "I fear"
After all, we all need a cheerleader,
When the world sneers.
Thoughts gushing in general,
Will I be able to shine bright as a crystal,
In the world, where I'm an ephemeral?
#review #poetry #AlishaG
This is my first poetry, hope you like it.
Undeterred by the dark,
The world seems to give it a lot of scars,
Trying to make its mark.
It tries to shine bright than its peers,
Its dreams cannot be described in meres,
It whispers, "I fear"
After all, we all need a cheerleader,
When the world sneers.
Thoughts gushing in general,
Will I be able to shine bright as a crystal,
In the world, where I'm an ephemeral?
#review #poetry #AlishaG
This is my first poetry, hope you like it.
Trigger warning
I've seen people around me die.
Not by accidents or ailments,
but by a self inflicted crime.
I try not to think of them,
I tell myself, it was their wish.
Their time had come,
too early for their loved ones to miss.
I keep myself away from these news,
Cause I know nobody would like my views.
Living and dying should be one's choice,
why we create such fuss and noise.
I divert myself,
drown in work more than thoughts.
By the ends of the day,
I am back again, connecting all the dots.
I ponder upon what they've left behind.
All I see is their helpless family,
to whom we cannot turn blind.
Though I say, dying is one's choice,
suicide is the most selfish and bias.
Cause one only thinks for self,
leaving others a life of hell.
#everyone #review #poem #AS
I've seen people around me die.
Not by accidents or ailments,
but by a self inflicted crime.
I try not to think of them,
I tell myself, it was their wish.
Their time had come,
too early for their loved ones to miss.
I keep myself away from these news,
Cause I know nobody would like my views.
Living and dying should be one's choice,
why we create such fuss and noise.
I divert myself,
drown in work more than thoughts.
By the ends of the day,
I am back again, connecting all the dots.
I ponder upon what they've left behind.
All I see is their helpless family,
to whom we cannot turn blind.
Though I say, dying is one's choice,
suicide is the most selfish and bias.
Cause one only thinks for self,
leaving others a life of hell.
#everyone #review #poem #AS
!! Heavenly Fumes !!
He Walked through heaven's gate,left the ones he hate
The fume made his feet numb,heaven's silence made him dumb
Saw young alluring eyes,her gaze fixed into a book
Hell could be heaven,if you know where to look
Oath,Promises and Vows secured two souls on hook,
One night he was hollow inside,
A Gentle night where the heaven cried,
Soil had put daggers in their heart,
But heaven ripped two souls apart,
Swear that was true love!,Since never ran smooth,
Love is either a lie or an beautiful truth!
~iwritesometimes
#review
#poem
#iwritesometimes
He Walked through heaven's gate,left the ones he hate
The fume made his feet numb,heaven's silence made him dumb
Saw young alluring eyes,her gaze fixed into a book
Hell could be heaven,if you know where to look
Oath,Promises and Vows secured two souls on hook,
One night he was hollow inside,
A Gentle night where the heaven cried,
Soil had put daggers in their heart,
But heaven ripped two souls apart,
Swear that was true love!,Since never ran smooth,
Love is either a lie or an beautiful truth!
~iwritesometimes
#review
#poem
#iwritesometimes
you slipped in
when my fort was weak
and disguised
as care for friend
now be buried,
a price for kidding with me
#review
#AhmadMusa
#poem
when my fort was weak
and disguised
as care for friend
now be buried,
a price for kidding with me
#review
#AhmadMusa
#poem
how can man be free
when he is not, of needs?
he needs air to breath
and water to drink
he needs food to eat
in his prescribed time to live
his choice was not seeked
when he was made a man
he could've been an animal
what makes him feel conceite?
a bastard or a child
a black man or a white
from rich kins or from poor
on rich land or on poor
in peace time or in war
he picked none yet he wore
he'd recall from where he came
was he asked, 'where should we...?'
or asked 'when should we?'
same domineering will be replayed
when it's time for him to leave.
#review
#AhmadMusa
#poem
when he is not, of needs?
he needs air to breath
and water to drink
he needs food to eat
in his prescribed time to live
his choice was not seeked
when he was made a man
he could've been an animal
what makes him feel conceite?
a bastard or a child
a black man or a white
from rich kins or from poor
on rich land or on poor
in peace time or in war
he picked none yet he wore
he'd recall from where he came
was he asked, 'where should we...?'
or asked 'when should we?'
same domineering will be replayed
when it's time for him to leave.
#review
#AhmadMusa
#poem