#review #Charactersketch
So I wanted to describe the soul and state of mind and wanted to know if it can create a blur of what my character might look without using physical description .
This is like one of my female characters describing someone
I couldn't describe what he was like . First time I saw him I couldn't take my eyes of his wide smile and all through these years I had known him there was not even a need to frame his picture in my mind to describe him , His face was lit with a bright smile everytime I saw him , His eyes talked even if his voice was shut , From the first day he walked into my life with his damm worthy jokes , his heart was crystal clear acted as a mirror reflecting every emotion he felt on his face. Eyes so deep where I could slumber forever .
PS IGNORE PUNTUATION ERROR
So I wanted to describe the soul and state of mind and wanted to know if it can create a blur of what my character might look without using physical description .
This is like one of my female characters describing someone
I couldn't describe what he was like . First time I saw him I couldn't take my eyes of his wide smile and all through these years I had known him there was not even a need to frame his picture in my mind to describe him , His face was lit with a bright smile everytime I saw him , His eyes talked even if his voice was shut , From the first day he walked into my life with his damm worthy jokes , his heart was crystal clear acted as a mirror reflecting every emotion he felt on his face. Eyes so deep where I could slumber forever .
PS IGNORE PUNTUATION ERROR
How to write a Haiku
I wanted to write a Haiku
So I was told I had to
Use a three line structure
With 17 moras for spectre
So I began mora mora moru...
This how we write a haiku
With elegant moras in situ
But when I looked back
I realised I'd been slack
and way below par
So it was back to the drawing
board
I took a deep breath,
ventured out to nature
Then I began to Haiku
"trees in the distance
the acacia tortilis
dancing in the wind"
#review #poetry #Haiku #AM
I wanted to write a Haiku
So I was told I had to
Use a three line structure
With 17 moras for spectre
So I began mora mora moru...
This how we write a haiku
With elegant moras in situ
But when I looked back
I realised I'd been slack
and way below par
So it was back to the drawing
board
I took a deep breath,
ventured out to nature
Then I began to Haiku
"trees in the distance
the acacia tortilis
dancing in the wind"
#review #poetry #Haiku #AM
LIVING IN PLAIN VISION
Sucks my hope,
when I fall in depression
with zero vision, I am travelling
alike a blind human walking on thorns.
The birds chirps, the air gives freshness
but for me, the mood is living in darkness.
Here no light, no true smile,
just living in shades of death.
The path I am crawling has gone dry
and, made me cry in gallons
but still expecting someone to raise me up
and donate hope.
Still, it's an expectation that might
give hope or leave me forever here.
#review #poetry
Sucks my hope,
when I fall in depression
with zero vision, I am travelling
alike a blind human walking on thorns.
The birds chirps, the air gives freshness
but for me, the mood is living in darkness.
Here no light, no true smile,
just living in shades of death.
The path I am crawling has gone dry
and, made me cry in gallons
but still expecting someone to raise me up
and donate hope.
Still, it's an expectation that might
give hope or leave me forever here.
#review #poetry
Author's Note: The below poem came from a conversation we had.
@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem .So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..
And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅
A Busy Day
That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
i wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.
We will dance till we fall,
i am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.
Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.
I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now i am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.
Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.
Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.
Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.
We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.
We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.
Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...
The End.....
In Collaboration with - @Haniju1129 and @Anonymous
#review #NG
@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem .So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..
And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅
A Busy Day
That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
i wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.
We will dance till we fall,
i am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.
Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.
I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now i am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.
Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.
Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.
Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.
We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.
We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.
Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...
The End.....
In Collaboration with - @Haniju1129 and @Anonymous
#review #NG
Author's Note: The below poem came from a conversation we had.
@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem. So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..
And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅
A Busy Day
That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
I wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.
We will dance till we fall,
I am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.
Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.
I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now I am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.
Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.
Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.
Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.
We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.
We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.
Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...
The End.....
In Collaboration with - #Haniju and ##anonWrites
#review #NG
@Haniju1129 : Let's do conversation in the circle with rhyme and we will frame it into a poem. So are you guys ready?
Me: Ok we should try!
Anonymous : Let's do it..
And so that's how we finally came up with this poem. Incomplete, with just a few points. Hope you like it!😅
A Busy Day
That smell is fowl,
coming from my bowl,
I wish to rock and roll,
and we will drop the party ball.
We will dance till we fall,
I am watching the super bowl,
It was fun to play ball,
especially when you catch the ball and fall.
Now I grew so tall,
I grew taller than a pole,
still playing in the stadium hall,
and practising throwing ball on the wall.
I miss the days when i used to fall,
but now I am in a wooden hall,
this place feels like a mall
and full of interesting stall.
Wait, where's the toy store,
coz I need a souvenir doll,
to gift my internet troll,
and hand out all night like an owl.
Now I am sitting on a rock,
in the navy dock,
with his noisy rooster cock,
it is as white as a chalk,
and it feels like it is full of talk.
Wait, my best friend just came LOL,
he is a funny troll,
ready to strike tall,
and my rooster is playing with the ball after it went prone.
We both can hear the rooster growl,
while choking on our baseball,
till it feels lost,
and now it threw it out like a lollipop.
We were chilling to hip-hop,
then I bounced on my way back home,
the roads felt like Rome,
with all the shiny dome.
Alas, it bottled down to charging my phone,
keeping it above the drawer,
and I fell asleep all alone...
The End.....
In Collaboration with - #Haniju and ##anonWrites
#review #NG
INTOXICATED
There was a time when he would have simply smiled back and went about his way. Maybe the chivalry was what made them smile at him in the first place. But those days are long gone, and that character is long lost. Today, he stares. Longingly and repulsively. All the anguish but having merely numbed him to the cold-shoulders and snubs. From gallant gentleness, to perverse persistence, he still picks the wrong battles.
#InfiniteBliss #WTF #review
There was a time when he would have simply smiled back and went about his way. Maybe the chivalry was what made them smile at him in the first place. But those days are long gone, and that character is long lost. Today, he stares. Longingly and repulsively. All the anguish but having merely numbed him to the cold-shoulders and snubs. From gallant gentleness, to perverse persistence, he still picks the wrong battles.
#InfiniteBliss #WTF #review
MUSING ALONE
I sat there with my legs suspended deep into waters.
My eyes moving along the rushing river.
Sun started to sink in its hues, the moaning river can not fathom my restless soul and my phantom state of mind.
River gliding swiftly on my toes, I stand there musing alone.
Slowly the sky started to turn grey,
surging through me ,
swelling my longings in its vague eternity.
The grey and the glee parted ways but the rivers still reflected its golden rays.
#review
I sat there with my legs suspended deep into waters.
My eyes moving along the rushing river.
Sun started to sink in its hues, the moaning river can not fathom my restless soul and my phantom state of mind.
River gliding swiftly on my toes, I stand there musing alone.
Slowly the sky started to turn grey,
surging through me ,
swelling my longings in its vague eternity.
The grey and the glee parted ways but the rivers still reflected its golden rays.
#review
Diabolic
What they say and what they actually do,
Deceit of loving, they make her feel unloved.
How they whisper sweet nothings in her ear and whistle loud on her back,
It is the only living curse to the dead that nothing said or done is sacred anymore and that is a diabolic truth she was unaware of.
Out she stands feeling like a ghost, she is almost dead.
#review
What they say and what they actually do,
Deceit of loving, they make her feel unloved.
How they whisper sweet nothings in her ear and whistle loud on her back,
It is the only living curse to the dead that nothing said or done is sacred anymore and that is a diabolic truth she was unaware of.
Out she stands feeling like a ghost, she is almost dead.
#review
#review #minal #poetry
Title- Love at First Sight
Somewhere in the room full of people and colors
Their eyes met and they saw each other's heart
Somewhere in his ravishing approach
Her senses trembled
Somewhere in his astonishing voice
Her nervous system died
Somewhere butterflies aroused by his touch
Somewhere her smile ensured the trust
Barely knowing each other
Somewhere their hearts melted beneath the ice
Their eyes captured each other's souls
Somewhere they knew it was love at first sight.
Author's note: This is an impromptu post.
Title- Love at First Sight
Somewhere in the room full of people and colors
Their eyes met and they saw each other's heart
Somewhere in his ravishing approach
Her senses trembled
Somewhere in his astonishing voice
Her nervous system died
Somewhere butterflies aroused by his touch
Somewhere her smile ensured the trust
Barely knowing each other
Somewhere their hearts melted beneath the ice
Their eyes captured each other's souls
Somewhere they knew it was love at first sight.
Author's note: This is an impromptu post.
There was a boy looking for greener pasture and sweet meat. He Searched the continents and tour many roads.. He Looked death in the eyes, all done without a scare.
There's a saying that says you can sell your soul to the devil. But what is devil if not the things we want but doesn't have. Nothing hurts a man than not being there are many walking dead we can see among the living.
Animals can go days without food but leave a man without shelter and he'll froze..
Unforeseen circumstances, emotional tragedies can affect the ways of a man.. You start to ask yourself questions about who you really stand for and just like that, the purpose of existence start to seem unclear..
#review #poetry
There's a saying that says you can sell your soul to the devil. But what is devil if not the things we want but doesn't have. Nothing hurts a man than not being there are many walking dead we can see among the living.
Animals can go days without food but leave a man without shelter and he'll froze..
Unforeseen circumstances, emotional tragedies can affect the ways of a man.. You start to ask yourself questions about who you really stand for and just like that, the purpose of existence start to seem unclear..
#review #poetry
MUSING ALONE
I sat there with my legs suspended deep into waters.
My eyes moving along the rushing river.
Sun started to sink in its hues, the moaning river can not fathom my restless soul and my phantom state of mind.
River gliding swiftly on my toes, I stand there musing alone.
Slowly the sky started to turn grey,
surging through me ,
swelling my longings in its vague eternity.
The grey and the glee parted ways but the rivers still reflected its golden rays.
#review
I sat there with my legs suspended deep into waters.
My eyes moving along the rushing river.
Sun started to sink in its hues, the moaning river can not fathom my restless soul and my phantom state of mind.
River gliding swiftly on my toes, I stand there musing alone.
Slowly the sky started to turn grey,
surging through me ,
swelling my longings in its vague eternity.
The grey and the glee parted ways but the rivers still reflected its golden rays.
#review
That day i still remember, the day when it all changed
I couldn't really face it,although i was enough trained
A trespassing news that reached me,
And made me face my greatest fear..
Yes..! I lost her....!!
I could feel the earth trembling
I could feel the sky falling
All I needed was her hug,
all i needed was to listen to her chuck
How i wish this was fake..
But this was my fate,
I was quite late
And yes, time swept her away..!!
Years later i tell this with a sigh,
I wish you could see through my eyes
The way i needed you in my life,
The way i longed for your smile.
The way i needed you in my life,
The way i longed for your smile.
#review #poem
I couldn't really face it,although i was enough trained
A trespassing news that reached me,
And made me face my greatest fear..
Yes..! I lost her....!!
I could feel the earth trembling
I could feel the sky falling
All I needed was her hug,
all i needed was to listen to her chuck
How i wish this was fake..
But this was my fate,
I was quite late
And yes, time swept her away..!!
Years later i tell this with a sigh,
I wish you could see through my eyes
The way i needed you in my life,
The way i longed for your smile.
The way i needed you in my life,
The way i longed for your smile.
#review #poem
#me #review #iwritesometimes
Delivered,read and seen,
My heels became cold,
Still those unanswered texts are,
worth more than gold!
Delivered,read and seen,
My heels became cold,
Still those unanswered texts are,
worth more than gold!
All these years,she was in a battle with society
But she realised her importance and uniqueness
And then, she emerged out of the battlefield with her glistening sword high
Without any regret,without any sigh..
#review
But she realised her importance and uniqueness
And then, she emerged out of the battlefield with her glistening sword high
Without any regret,without any sigh..
#review
#review #at #poetry
I tried to pull away,
But my hands were tied.
I bit at the ropes,
That bound me inside.
As I lie encaged
Inside four walls,
The birds chirp,
The mountain calls.
I am yet not aware,
Of the bird's sweet song,
The mountain's tall glory,
For I've been here all along.
What they are like,
I cannot but see,
But I lie encaged in hope,
Of someday setting free.
There suddenly appears
A narrow crack in the wall.
I press my face against it,
And now I feel so small.
I can see blue,
When a beam of light
Enters through the crack,
Warming my plight.
I feel what I never have,
I feel ever expansive,
A part of something greater,
Like I'm no more held captive.
For my mind is a parachute,
Like a shot I realise,
It will only live as long as
It's open to the skies.
-Aarushi Tahilramani
I tried to pull away,
But my hands were tied.
I bit at the ropes,
That bound me inside.
As I lie encaged
Inside four walls,
The birds chirp,
The mountain calls.
I am yet not aware,
Of the bird's sweet song,
The mountain's tall glory,
For I've been here all along.
What they are like,
I cannot but see,
But I lie encaged in hope,
Of someday setting free.
There suddenly appears
A narrow crack in the wall.
I press my face against it,
And now I feel so small.
I can see blue,
When a beam of light
Enters through the crack,
Warming my plight.
I feel what I never have,
I feel ever expansive,
A part of something greater,
Like I'm no more held captive.
For my mind is a parachute,
Like a shot I realise,
It will only live as long as
It's open to the skies.
-Aarushi Tahilramani