#review #wca #wcss
My day began in the middle of an hour, hastily and fighting to get to the doors of the bathroom first was my daily routine.The sun was searing bright, the nature was cool but still alarming the incoming rain.
I got myself ready nearly soon, and then it was my job to take Shero, my pet dog, for a walk. It was the most mesmerising part of the day , He with his tale dancing is little fluffy fur and an urgent need to poo have me tied to this work.
I got his chains, and we soon departed . As always we took the street road to the left which was generally bare, difficult to walk because small holes like holes covered the entire journey, I had to wash his family after I returned.
The sky began to turn grey, lightning giving way to horror with loud sound as if God's stomach was rumbling. No sooner did this happen than the rain was forced to earth as if god was crying hard!
My Shero was really uncomfortable in the rain. My lord! Something did happen the chain he was tied to was broken and he ran as swiftly as he could towards a bleak end.
That was it we couldn't find him, my heart began to thump. I don't exactly remember how it was prompted truly no one does. Still time never stops. Days passed, months passed and it was a yearh.
We often forget about the death of our dear ones but this pain was out of the world. I really missed him! . It was the morning of my birthday. I remember the day was cloudy. All wished me and we had plans for dinner in a restaurant. The day passed swiftly but not the night, we were ready to depart when the restaurant door was open.
Then suddenly I moved into a giant terrifying creature. Yes my dog! You hardly can call that a monster. I say total monster with its fangs projecting outwards and heavily built body nails so long and big the chain I saw was still tied to him .
He barked as if he couldn't recognise us and Oh! He jumped and smothered my day, my mom and now he was one me with its saliva dropping on my cheeks.
Then with a sudden flash I heard my Mom saying, " Happy birthday dear. '' She drew the curtains and I opened my eyes. My pillow was wet as I was dribbling bottles of water during sleep.
You know what we have as a gift for your birthday? Said my mother .I was still half asleep. I replied how will I ? . " You always wanted a dog right Papa and I brought you a dog!"
My day began in the middle of an hour, hastily and fighting to get to the doors of the bathroom first was my daily routine.The sun was searing bright, the nature was cool but still alarming the incoming rain.
I got myself ready nearly soon, and then it was my job to take Shero, my pet dog, for a walk. It was the most mesmerising part of the day , He with his tale dancing is little fluffy fur and an urgent need to poo have me tied to this work.
I got his chains, and we soon departed . As always we took the street road to the left which was generally bare, difficult to walk because small holes like holes covered the entire journey, I had to wash his family after I returned.
The sky began to turn grey, lightning giving way to horror with loud sound as if God's stomach was rumbling. No sooner did this happen than the rain was forced to earth as if god was crying hard!
My Shero was really uncomfortable in the rain. My lord! Something did happen the chain he was tied to was broken and he ran as swiftly as he could towards a bleak end.
That was it we couldn't find him, my heart began to thump. I don't exactly remember how it was prompted truly no one does. Still time never stops. Days passed, months passed and it was a yearh.
We often forget about the death of our dear ones but this pain was out of the world. I really missed him! . It was the morning of my birthday. I remember the day was cloudy. All wished me and we had plans for dinner in a restaurant. The day passed swiftly but not the night, we were ready to depart when the restaurant door was open.
Then suddenly I moved into a giant terrifying creature. Yes my dog! You hardly can call that a monster. I say total monster with its fangs projecting outwards and heavily built body nails so long and big the chain I saw was still tied to him .
He barked as if he couldn't recognise us and Oh! He jumped and smothered my day, my mom and now he was one me with its saliva dropping on my cheeks.
Then with a sudden flash I heard my Mom saying, " Happy birthday dear. '' She drew the curtains and I opened my eyes. My pillow was wet as I was dribbling bottles of water during sleep.
You know what we have as a gift for your birthday? Said my mother .I was still half asleep. I replied how will I ? . " You always wanted a dog right Papa and I brought you a dog!"
Title - self love
Beauty turns into beast
Love turns into hate
Besties to strangers and strangers to best mate.
Not having time for yourself but for the rest
Loving someone is easy but self love is the real test.
Nobody going to stay with you forever neither many nor few
What are you seeking from these morons,
When all you have forever with you is only you..!!
#poetry #selflove #review #writers
Beauty turns into beast
Love turns into hate
Besties to strangers and strangers to best mate.
Not having time for yourself but for the rest
Loving someone is easy but self love is the real test.
Nobody going to stay with you forever neither many nor few
What are you seeking from these morons,
When all you have forever with you is only you..!!
#poetry #selflove #review #writers
Title : The world of imagination
The escape was inevitable. All my senses were suspended, as I decided to dive deep into my imagination. The monsoon had arrived.
I sat next to window to imagine another world. “Yes, I should,” I lifted porcelain as I approved of my own imagination.
The fragrant tea, as I poured milk onto it, it clouded its surface. "Is the reality clouded by the imagination?" I asked in surprise.
I shook my head, and I took a sip as my eyes got fixated outside the window.
Outside the window, down the ribbon like path, I saw wind dashed back and forth like a mad hatter, vigorously whipping the branches of the tree while the buds clung on for their dear life.
The next moment I found my eyes fixed on something else.
Someone in the adjacent apartment. I saw, thin, black ribbons of hair suspended in the air as they dried. Like the clump still dripping and glued to her neck, she paid them no mind. She was reading, and her face contort as she did so. I watched all of it in silent amusement.
In another moment I left for another world. The fast paced world of imagination kept on leaving behind the world of reality, and for some reason I was enjoying it.
#review
The escape was inevitable. All my senses were suspended, as I decided to dive deep into my imagination. The monsoon had arrived.
I sat next to window to imagine another world. “Yes, I should,” I lifted porcelain as I approved of my own imagination.
The fragrant tea, as I poured milk onto it, it clouded its surface. "Is the reality clouded by the imagination?" I asked in surprise.
I shook my head, and I took a sip as my eyes got fixated outside the window.
Outside the window, down the ribbon like path, I saw wind dashed back and forth like a mad hatter, vigorously whipping the branches of the tree while the buds clung on for their dear life.
The next moment I found my eyes fixed on something else.
Someone in the adjacent apartment. I saw, thin, black ribbons of hair suspended in the air as they dried. Like the clump still dripping and glued to her neck, she paid them no mind. She was reading, and her face contort as she did so. I watched all of it in silent amusement.
In another moment I left for another world. The fast paced world of imagination kept on leaving behind the world of reality, and for some reason I was enjoying it.
#review
Don't give me red roses , it's the colour of blood.
Reminds me of the red flowing through my wounds
and the old scars.
Give me sunflowers, give me a pinch of happiness,
make me remember the sun that gives light,
and not the one who holds the power of burning
almost everything it touches.
Every time I'm hurt, give me a hug,
let some words be unspoken because my heart
won't take another beat if you do .
Ask me what's wrong,
maybe you'll regret that you didn't and I'd be gone-
gone hoping you'd help, chasing vows that you
never meant.
Give me a white rose, a rose for hope, a rose for
peace,
saying you may be miserable now but not for long
you'll see.
A white serenity soothing my heart, the way
you could never warm it up.
So when my corpse lays to be burnt,
burn a white rose and a sunflower along,
which I never recieved in real , neither through
words nor through actions but...
burn it with my corpse,
so that my hope isn't lost and my happiness isn't
gone,
in hell or heaven or some place unknown.
Burn the flowers while i lay dead,
but will you find them then when you're unable to
find them now?
#TheTangledWords #poetry #review
Reminds me of the red flowing through my wounds
and the old scars.
Give me sunflowers, give me a pinch of happiness,
make me remember the sun that gives light,
and not the one who holds the power of burning
almost everything it touches.
Every time I'm hurt, give me a hug,
let some words be unspoken because my heart
won't take another beat if you do .
Ask me what's wrong,
maybe you'll regret that you didn't and I'd be gone-
gone hoping you'd help, chasing vows that you
never meant.
Give me a white rose, a rose for hope, a rose for
peace,
saying you may be miserable now but not for long
you'll see.
A white serenity soothing my heart, the way
you could never warm it up.
So when my corpse lays to be burnt,
burn a white rose and a sunflower along,
which I never recieved in real , neither through
words nor through actions but...
burn it with my corpse,
so that my hope isn't lost and my happiness isn't
gone,
in hell or heaven or some place unknown.
Burn the flowers while i lay dead,
but will you find them then when you're unable to
find them now?
#TheTangledWords #poetry #review
Sometimes I think, how the things will be,
If our lives had background music like the movies we see.
On the choice of music, our emotions will play the role,
But if we want others to listen, we will have full control.
The music should be feeble, but the volume should be adjustable,
To help with mood fluctuations, our playlist should be available!
Think when our crush looks at us or when she smiles;
Violins play in the background with the romantic song for a while.
Or when we crack a sum or get the answer to any question;
Trumpets play the victory music and we dance to that expression.
Or at the time, when we score a goal or hit a century;
The song from our favorite league plays, which we relish in our memory.
Think about the time when we are sad, but we don’t have words to say;
So the sad and grieving music at the back of our head starts to play.
But we also want someone to tell, someone to know;
So we adjust the settings that in someone else’s ears it can also go.
In the same way, we can tell someone whenever we feel alone;
Maybe it can be the solution for those who are depression-prone.
Think about the time when we are angry and don’t want others to mess;
So getting lost in loud metallic music can avoid further distress.
Or when something bad is about to happen or danger is about to arrive;
Sharp thrill music prior will help the humans survive.
And the best part, confessions will be easier with little hesitation,
Only the music will converse, and difficulty will be out of the equation!
These are only a few, but the possibilities are endless,
It can be the future though if we emphasize further stress.
Keeping out the good and bad aspects, it will be great fun,
Also, can be used as a therapy and problem can be outdone.
Still, there are centuries to go for such a thing to happen,
Till then, our imagination will do so from seven in the morning to night till eleven.
#review #thepenpuppet
If our lives had background music like the movies we see.
On the choice of music, our emotions will play the role,
But if we want others to listen, we will have full control.
The music should be feeble, but the volume should be adjustable,
To help with mood fluctuations, our playlist should be available!
Think when our crush looks at us or when she smiles;
Violins play in the background with the romantic song for a while.
Or when we crack a sum or get the answer to any question;
Trumpets play the victory music and we dance to that expression.
Or at the time, when we score a goal or hit a century;
The song from our favorite league plays, which we relish in our memory.
Think about the time when we are sad, but we don’t have words to say;
So the sad and grieving music at the back of our head starts to play.
But we also want someone to tell, someone to know;
So we adjust the settings that in someone else’s ears it can also go.
In the same way, we can tell someone whenever we feel alone;
Maybe it can be the solution for those who are depression-prone.
Think about the time when we are angry and don’t want others to mess;
So getting lost in loud metallic music can avoid further distress.
Or when something bad is about to happen or danger is about to arrive;
Sharp thrill music prior will help the humans survive.
And the best part, confessions will be easier with little hesitation,
Only the music will converse, and difficulty will be out of the equation!
These are only a few, but the possibilities are endless,
It can be the future though if we emphasize further stress.
Keeping out the good and bad aspects, it will be great fun,
Also, can be used as a therapy and problem can be outdone.
Still, there are centuries to go for such a thing to happen,
Till then, our imagination will do so from seven in the morning to night till eleven.
#review #thepenpuppet
Don't give me red roses , it's the colour of blood.
Reminds me of the red flowing through my wounds and the old scars.
Give me sunflowers, give me a pinch of happiness,
make me remember the sun that gives light,
and not the one who holds the power of burning almost
everything it touches.
Every time I'm hurt, give me a hug,
let some words be unspoken because my heart won't
take another beat if you do .
Ask me what's wrong,
maybe you'll regret that you didn't and I'd be gone-
gone hoping you'd help, chasing vows that you never meant.
Give me a white rose, a rose for hope, a rose for peace,
saying you may be miserable now but not for long you'll see.
A white serenity soothing my heart, the way you could never warm it up.
So when my corpse lays to be burnt,
burn a white rose and a sunflower along,
which I never recieved in real , neither through words
nor through actions but...
burn it with my corpse,
so that my hope isn't lost and my happiness isn't gone,
in hell or heaven or some place unknown.
Burn the flowers while i lay dead,
but will you find them then when you're unable to find them now?
#TheTangledWords #poetry #review
Reminds me of the red flowing through my wounds and the old scars.
Give me sunflowers, give me a pinch of happiness,
make me remember the sun that gives light,
and not the one who holds the power of burning almost
everything it touches.
Every time I'm hurt, give me a hug,
let some words be unspoken because my heart won't
take another beat if you do .
Ask me what's wrong,
maybe you'll regret that you didn't and I'd be gone-
gone hoping you'd help, chasing vows that you never meant.
Give me a white rose, a rose for hope, a rose for peace,
saying you may be miserable now but not for long you'll see.
A white serenity soothing my heart, the way you could never warm it up.
So when my corpse lays to be burnt,
burn a white rose and a sunflower along,
which I never recieved in real , neither through words
nor through actions but...
burn it with my corpse,
so that my hope isn't lost and my happiness isn't gone,
in hell or heaven or some place unknown.
Burn the flowers while i lay dead,
but will you find them then when you're unable to find them now?
#TheTangledWords #poetry #review
My bosom buddy:-
Whenever I look into the mirror
I see the reflection of these 6 years
Those moments filled with joy
Those silly fights and make ups
That undying love and friendship
Those innocent experiences always
Bring a wide spread smile over my face
Your naughty mind hiding a beautiful heart
Amuses me everytime I think about it
That triangular path
Containing innumerable memories
Those long talks and walks
Unending gossips and discussions
Those silly yet innocent ideas
Never fail to make me laugh
You have the most magical mind
Sometimes crooked, sometimes bewitching
Your angelic aura eliminates my misery
And your soft hugs bring me happiness
Time passes by, friends come and go
But this friendship will cover dynasties
Now, let us go onto the stage
And claim the reward given to our idiocies
#review
#poem
Whenever I look into the mirror
I see the reflection of these 6 years
Those moments filled with joy
Those silly fights and make ups
That undying love and friendship
Those innocent experiences always
Bring a wide spread smile over my face
Your naughty mind hiding a beautiful heart
Amuses me everytime I think about it
That triangular path
Containing innumerable memories
Those long talks and walks
Unending gossips and discussions
Those silly yet innocent ideas
Never fail to make me laugh
You have the most magical mind
Sometimes crooked, sometimes bewitching
Your angelic aura eliminates my misery
And your soft hugs bring me happiness
Time passes by, friends come and go
But this friendship will cover dynasties
Now, let us go onto the stage
And claim the reward given to our idiocies
#review
#poem
#prompt
#review
#anonWrites
A world where everyone tells the truth no matter what the consequences is a world full of wonders. It is all so magical and wonderful that justice system will be very natural.
First, there will be notion of equality. Everyone will feel equal to others in such a society. There will be no superior or inferior persons. They will be all be rich by heart and poor by evil.
Second, there will be justice to everyone. When people say the truth, any oppressed will get immediate justice. There will be no injustice to anyone.
Third, which is a negative trend in such a society, is that some professions may be out of trend. Lawyer, policemen, and some more will not be requires in such a society. Any differences will be taken to a judge. The judge will take the facts from the two opposing parties and decide the verdict. Each party will get his right.
So, finally, such a system appears to be perfect but nothing is perfect in gods creation. Every society will lack some features and every society is different from the other society.
#review
#anonWrites
A world where everyone tells the truth no matter what the consequences is a world full of wonders. It is all so magical and wonderful that justice system will be very natural.
First, there will be notion of equality. Everyone will feel equal to others in such a society. There will be no superior or inferior persons. They will be all be rich by heart and poor by evil.
Second, there will be justice to everyone. When people say the truth, any oppressed will get immediate justice. There will be no injustice to anyone.
Third, which is a negative trend in such a society, is that some professions may be out of trend. Lawyer, policemen, and some more will not be requires in such a society. Any differences will be taken to a judge. The judge will take the facts from the two opposing parties and decide the verdict. Each party will get his right.
So, finally, such a system appears to be perfect but nothing is perfect in gods creation. Every society will lack some features and every society is different from the other society.
#prompt
#review
#Aarushi
Earth suffers a planet-wide blackout as all technology is lost. That sounds like a catastrophe plus bliss.
First thing after reading the prompt which came to my mind, I loose this platform, the online crash course I attend and the lectures from IIT teaches that I get for free from YouTube.
On a larger scale, people faraway from each other loose connectivity with each other, businesses going online go off the track, everything related to technology, as small as a chip to as large as a supercomputer, or as vital as a satellite, suffers their doomsday. No TV, no phones, no AC, no fridge....
Oh man!! Destruction....
Wait, bliss comes too, people faraway are not in touch, so being with people nearby is the only solution. The scene of the whole "chowk" sitting in an open area and talking about day to day activities makes me feel serene.
Terrorists also loose their way to communicate secret information to each other and hide, so terrorism decreases significantly. Countries that claim to be able to finish the whole world, loose the technology which made them boast about themselves.
Just like two sides of a coin, such a phase would also have it's own pros and cons, now I wonder what actually living at such a place would feel like.
#review
#Aarushi
Earth suffers a planet-wide blackout as all technology is lost. That sounds like a catastrophe plus bliss.
First thing after reading the prompt which came to my mind, I loose this platform, the online crash course I attend and the lectures from IIT teaches that I get for free from YouTube.
On a larger scale, people faraway from each other loose connectivity with each other, businesses going online go off the track, everything related to technology, as small as a chip to as large as a supercomputer, or as vital as a satellite, suffers their doomsday. No TV, no phones, no AC, no fridge....
Oh man!! Destruction....
Wait, bliss comes too, people faraway are not in touch, so being with people nearby is the only solution. The scene of the whole "chowk" sitting in an open area and talking about day to day activities makes me feel serene.
Terrorists also loose their way to communicate secret information to each other and hide, so terrorism decreases significantly. Countries that claim to be able to finish the whole world, loose the technology which made them boast about themselves.
Just like two sides of a coin, such a phase would also have it's own pros and cons, now I wonder what actually living at such a place would feel like.
August 10 , 2021
10:00 PM
It's been a month since that unfortunate incident. We didn't know that rapid increase in technological advancements is not only harming the earth but also hampering the balance of solar system. That day, those outraged mighty creatures, the uninvited guests whom mother Earth never expected came out of nowhere from the sky and destroyed every progress we made since the modern era started.
At first, the whole world went chaos. No one could completely understand what happened. We couldn't communicate with anyone as all the networking system was destroyed. The information flow which keeps the world running was stopped.
Within 2-3 days , all the supply chain also perished due to lack of communication and travel so riots also broke . People were dieing due to starvation with a week . Even the most intelligent ones couldn't figure out what exactly happened.
In 2-3 weeks, engineers tried to put all communication and travel lines back to place but they couldn't do it properly and all we got was the slow paced calling network of old era. Still, it seemed enough to restore the supply chain. The first information which came out was shocking. They said - "Nearly half of the world's population couldn't survive. Increased fear due to hunger and insecurity lead to people killing each other!"
I am writing today not sure whether I'll survive or not because right now humans acting like zombies are ravaging across the city. I hope someone remains alive to tell our story. We have to start from scratch now but I believe we humans can do that. I have full confidence that we will get back to the place where we were a month ago soon.
Thank you
From,
One of the surviving homo sapiens
#prompt #review #thepenpuppet
10:00 PM
It's been a month since that unfortunate incident. We didn't know that rapid increase in technological advancements is not only harming the earth but also hampering the balance of solar system. That day, those outraged mighty creatures, the uninvited guests whom mother Earth never expected came out of nowhere from the sky and destroyed every progress we made since the modern era started.
At first, the whole world went chaos. No one could completely understand what happened. We couldn't communicate with anyone as all the networking system was destroyed. The information flow which keeps the world running was stopped.
Within 2-3 days , all the supply chain also perished due to lack of communication and travel so riots also broke . People were dieing due to starvation with a week . Even the most intelligent ones couldn't figure out what exactly happened.
In 2-3 weeks, engineers tried to put all communication and travel lines back to place but they couldn't do it properly and all we got was the slow paced calling network of old era. Still, it seemed enough to restore the supply chain. The first information which came out was shocking. They said - "Nearly half of the world's population couldn't survive. Increased fear due to hunger and insecurity lead to people killing each other!"
I am writing today not sure whether I'll survive or not because right now humans acting like zombies are ravaging across the city. I hope someone remains alive to tell our story. We have to start from scratch now but I believe we humans can do that. I have full confidence that we will get back to the place where we were a month ago soon.
Thank you
From,
One of the surviving homo sapiens
#prompt #review #thepenpuppet
||NOTHING IN PROPMTICULAR||
Day 1
Prompt: A man is locked in a room with an orangutan and he is not the trainer.
“Don’t throw me over!” He wriggled and wormed. He kicked at the air and flailed his forearms every which way. Was this his fate? Thrown overboard by two burly crew members of The Jenova?
“I can’t swim! Lock me up and give me to the police when we get to land.” He said still, by now drenched in sweat. The deep waters of the Pacific waited to embrace him. The vise grip of his captors dragged him closer to the sunburnt railings. It was a steamy afternoon. Both men spared their words…
“You heard the young lad! Lock him up”. A hardy voice ordered from behind.
Deli's predicament didn’t allow him to see his advocate. With the speedy redirection of his captors, he learnt that the voice that spoke was not hardy for naught.
“Where do we take him boss?” The holder of Tom's left side enquired.
A damning snicker, “Stowaways are animals, we know that full well.” Said the man whose voice meant Deli’s salvation from the ocean.
…
The steel door clamped shut. One lock. Two locks, then three…sentenced to darkness and possibly starvation en route the European shores.
His eyes adjusted to the darkness that enveloped him. Thick sweat emerged from his pores…the room didn’t sound like a place with critters. It was dead silent apart from the thumping of his upbeat heart.
“Deli! You have outdone yourself this time.” He said as he slumped to the floor back against the wall. Scanning the room was uneventful…wooden box , wooden box, wooden bo…!?
Something moved. His heart jumped too. The object stilled. Then swayed again. The room began to shrink. It neared Deli. Displacing the boxes and crates at will…
An Orangutan.
“Down boy, Si-si-sit….” Deli began through chattering teeth.
What if there wasn't enough room for both of them?
#MA #review
Day 1
Prompt: A man is locked in a room with an orangutan and he is not the trainer.
“Don’t throw me over!” He wriggled and wormed. He kicked at the air and flailed his forearms every which way. Was this his fate? Thrown overboard by two burly crew members of The Jenova?
“I can’t swim! Lock me up and give me to the police when we get to land.” He said still, by now drenched in sweat. The deep waters of the Pacific waited to embrace him. The vise grip of his captors dragged him closer to the sunburnt railings. It was a steamy afternoon. Both men spared their words…
“You heard the young lad! Lock him up”. A hardy voice ordered from behind.
Deli's predicament didn’t allow him to see his advocate. With the speedy redirection of his captors, he learnt that the voice that spoke was not hardy for naught.
“Where do we take him boss?” The holder of Tom's left side enquired.
A damning snicker, “Stowaways are animals, we know that full well.” Said the man whose voice meant Deli’s salvation from the ocean.
…
The steel door clamped shut. One lock. Two locks, then three…sentenced to darkness and possibly starvation en route the European shores.
His eyes adjusted to the darkness that enveloped him. Thick sweat emerged from his pores…the room didn’t sound like a place with critters. It was dead silent apart from the thumping of his upbeat heart.
“Deli! You have outdone yourself this time.” He said as he slumped to the floor back against the wall. Scanning the room was uneventful…wooden box , wooden box, wooden bo…!?
Something moved. His heart jumped too. The object stilled. Then swayed again. The room began to shrink. It neared Deli. Displacing the boxes and crates at will…
An Orangutan.
“Down boy, Si-si-sit….” Deli began through chattering teeth.
What if there wasn't enough room for both of them?
#MA #review
#yourreview
The plot is good and cambiar as well, an alien invasion like always not friendly , attacking us causing all networks and communication and traportations to fail, leaving all humans in despair and a big uncertainty of what will happen to the human race. But I couldn't grasp what caused the zombie attack , had the aliens spread the virus to cause the human race to suffer.
This is too mixed up , alien invasion, virus attack and world in chaos. This sounds like a mix up of several hollywood scenes from bradd pitts movie on virus, then " I am legend" of will smith and several others like tom cruise story of an alien being intelligent enough to control us.
Would like to read more about how this story unfolds.
There are certainly some mistakes here as well.
Like
August 10 , 2021
10:00 PM
It's been a month since that unfortunate incident. We didn't know that rapid increase in technological advancements is not only harming the earth but also hampering the balance of solar system. That day, those outraged mighty creatures, the uninvited guests whom mother Earth never expected came out of nowhere from the sky and destroyed every progress we made since the modern era started.
At first, the whole world went chaos. No one could completely understand what happened. We couldn't communicate with anyone as all the networking system was destroyed. The information flow which keeps the world running was stopped.
Within 2-3 days , all the supply chain also perished due to lack of communication and travel so riots also broke . People were dieing due to starvation with a week . Even the most intelligent ones couldn't figure out what exactly happened.
In 2-3 weeks, engineers tried to put all communication and travel lines back to place but they couldn't do it properly and all we got was the slow paced calling network of old era. Still, it seemed enough to restore the supply chain. The first information which came out was shocking. They said - "Nearly half of the world's population couldn't survive. Increased fear due to hunger and insecurity lead to people killing each other!"
I am writing today not sure whether I'll survive or not because right now humans acting like zombies are ravaging across the city. I hope someone remains alive to tell our story. We have to start from scratch now but I believe we humans can do that. I have full confidence that we will get back to the place where we were a month ago soon.
Thank you
From,
One of the surviving homo sapiens
#prompt #review #thepenpuppet
The plot is good and cambiar as well, an alien invasion like always not friendly , attacking us causing all networks and communication and traportations to fail, leaving all humans in despair and a big uncertainty of what will happen to the human race. But I couldn't grasp what caused the zombie attack , had the aliens spread the virus to cause the human race to suffer.
This is too mixed up , alien invasion, virus attack and world in chaos. This sounds like a mix up of several hollywood scenes from bradd pitts movie on virus, then " I am legend" of will smith and several others like tom cruise story of an alien being intelligent enough to control us.
Would like to read more about how this story unfolds.
There are certainly some mistakes here as well.
Like
August 10 , 2021
10:00 PM
It's been a month since that unfortunate incident. We didn't know that rapid increase in technological advancements is not only harming the earth but also hampering the balance of solar system. That day, those outraged mighty creatures, the uninvited guests whom mother Earth never expected came out of nowhere from the sky and destroyed every progress we made since the modern era started.
At first, the whole world went chaos. No one could completely understand what happened. We couldn't communicate with anyone as all the networking system was destroyed. The information flow which keeps the world running was stopped.
Within 2-3 days , all the supply chain also perished due to lack of communication and travel so riots also broke . People were dieing due to starvation with a week . Even the most intelligent ones couldn't figure out what exactly happened.
In 2-3 weeks, engineers tried to put all communication and travel lines back to place but they couldn't do it properly and all we got was the slow paced calling network of old era. Still, it seemed enough to restore the supply chain. The first information which came out was shocking. They said - "Nearly half of the world's population couldn't survive. Increased fear due to hunger and insecurity lead to people killing each other!"
I am writing today not sure whether I'll survive or not because right now humans acting like zombies are ravaging across the city. I hope someone remains alive to tell our story. We have to start from scratch now but I believe we humans can do that. I have full confidence that we will get back to the place where we were a month ago soon.
Thank you
From,
One of the surviving homo sapiens
#prompt #review #thepenpuppet
Bleed
How long can I hold and pretend?
In your shadow my sun is falling to end.
I am screaming inside, begging for you to see;
That all these words are contorted insides of me.
I'm cut up again, I don't see myself healing anymore;
I bleed and bleed and bleed but it's not death that I abhor.
It's to live with your words that ring in my head,
Echoing through my heart, driving me mad.
But you don't see, you don't care in the least!
For you, I'm nothing more than a tamed beast.
Here you come again at me with a whip,
Pain ripples on my back; I'm loosing my grip.
Sitting on the cold floor trying to pacify myself,
Digging a grave for me today, I'm waiting for help.
Someone to come and hold me, my pieces are falling over.
Someone to give me some warmth, saving me from your cold shoulder.
I bleed and bleed and bleed but it's not death that I abhor;
It's the traces of the things you killed in me that stink and retort.
#tm #review #poetry
How long can I hold and pretend?
In your shadow my sun is falling to end.
I am screaming inside, begging for you to see;
That all these words are contorted insides of me.
I'm cut up again, I don't see myself healing anymore;
I bleed and bleed and bleed but it's not death that I abhor.
It's to live with your words that ring in my head,
Echoing through my heart, driving me mad.
But you don't see, you don't care in the least!
For you, I'm nothing more than a tamed beast.
Here you come again at me with a whip,
Pain ripples on my back; I'm loosing my grip.
Sitting on the cold floor trying to pacify myself,
Digging a grave for me today, I'm waiting for help.
Someone to come and hold me, my pieces are falling over.
Someone to give me some warmth, saving me from your cold shoulder.
I bleed and bleed and bleed but it's not death that I abhor;
It's the traces of the things you killed in me that stink and retort.
#tm #review #poetry
There is a difference in what is said and what is done,
But whatever that is seriously done, is praised by none.
People always try to find some flaw in your actions,
And there you are eagerly waiting for their reactions.
Then they are trying to insult you for your deed,
And that is what exactly makes your heart bleed.
And then you are forced to find a flaw in your act,
Which inturn forces you to change the irreversible fact.
You try to distant yourself, you try to go very far,
But you are unable to seperate from yourself cause that is what you are.
And then you realize how cruel this world has always been to you,
The greater and more scary part is that the creulity is not new.
And then you laugh and realize, how silly you have been,
But it turns out that this is the shorter version of the world that you have seen.
Then you are back to continue your work, without a second thought,
This time you are not affected by them, you ignore all the talks.
You now explore the bigger picture, the better part of this world,
But still you chose to be disconnected, cause you know
That this world is curled.
#M #review
But whatever that is seriously done, is praised by none.
People always try to find some flaw in your actions,
And there you are eagerly waiting for their reactions.
Then they are trying to insult you for your deed,
And that is what exactly makes your heart bleed.
And then you are forced to find a flaw in your act,
Which inturn forces you to change the irreversible fact.
You try to distant yourself, you try to go very far,
But you are unable to seperate from yourself cause that is what you are.
And then you realize how cruel this world has always been to you,
The greater and more scary part is that the creulity is not new.
And then you laugh and realize, how silly you have been,
But it turns out that this is the shorter version of the world that you have seen.
Then you are back to continue your work, without a second thought,
This time you are not affected by them, you ignore all the talks.
You now explore the bigger picture, the better part of this world,
But still you chose to be disconnected, cause you know
That this world is curled.
#M #review
Title- a day without Phone
I started my day without seeing the screen
Not habitual of this but felt good walking into the green.
No notification,no mail and No text,
No remainders for the day but mind was on rest.
Though i missed some calls and text from friends,
Missed some information and mails from organization
It was cool being obselete than following the trends
And was worth giving time to my family and some self interrogation.
I found the real me from the fake world of social media,
Discovered more ways for self love and happiness then searching on Google or Wikipedia.
No social communication for 1 day
No lying to friends ,i am always there Yes you say.
No worries at night for the succeeding day
Spent night in a sound sleep and sweet dreams made their way.
It's worth giving up your phone for one day-one day..!!
#review #poetry #writers #madhurgauri
I started my day without seeing the screen
Not habitual of this but felt good walking into the green.
No notification,no mail and No text,
No remainders for the day but mind was on rest.
Though i missed some calls and text from friends,
Missed some information and mails from organization
It was cool being obselete than following the trends
And was worth giving time to my family and some self interrogation.
I found the real me from the fake world of social media,
Discovered more ways for self love and happiness then searching on Google or Wikipedia.
No social communication for 1 day
No lying to friends ,i am always there Yes you say.
No worries at night for the succeeding day
Spent night in a sound sleep and sweet dreams made their way.
It's worth giving up your phone for one day-one day..!!
#review #poetry #writers #madhurgauri
||NOTHING IN PROMPTICULAR||
Day Two
Prompt: Let the speaker tell a story.
Then, I had. Now, I’m lost. Lost in this world ,reliving my time in the one I no longer have. It was the happiest day of my life. Yet the first day of my death...
Four frigging years I had been walking up to that regal, brown building. It was for my education but why did it have to take so much? I tried a few jobs to keep me afloat but one way or the other, my carpet was swept up from under my feet.
Mother. Mother gave everything took keep her boy training to become that journalist he wanted to be.
Those benches. For four years I had nothing against them…I had no one to sit with anyway. I couldn’t allow anyone to break my focus. I guess they saw it in my eyes so no one came close. I was fond of the silvery pavement too. I did my favorite thing on it at 3pm each day.
Walking back home to mum.
I’d shuffle through the crowd, walk down those stairs, behind the benches and offer my occasional sigh for the unfortunate trees. On some days they’d talk to me. “HELP US! Please, take out the bullets the staple guns have left in us. Sack that dog before it…”
I was always too late. The dogs that run the streets marked all over them…every single time.
All things do end. Four years had given me the ticket to close that chapter.
The big day-Graduation.
Oh Mother’s smile. Her little champ had finally done it! Her beaming face. The sparkle in her eye. Watching the product of every year she’d sown into watching me grow. We got onto the bench for my big photo.
SNAP!
That was the end.Her heart couldn’t support the joy running through her. The doctors said she would be fine...
Then, I had. Now, I’m lost. Lost in this world ,reliving my time in the one I no longer have.
#MA #review #shortstory
Day Two
Prompt: Let the speaker tell a story.
Then, I had. Now, I’m lost. Lost in this world ,reliving my time in the one I no longer have. It was the happiest day of my life. Yet the first day of my death...
Four frigging years I had been walking up to that regal, brown building. It was for my education but why did it have to take so much? I tried a few jobs to keep me afloat but one way or the other, my carpet was swept up from under my feet.
Mother. Mother gave everything took keep her boy training to become that journalist he wanted to be.
Those benches. For four years I had nothing against them…I had no one to sit with anyway. I couldn’t allow anyone to break my focus. I guess they saw it in my eyes so no one came close. I was fond of the silvery pavement too. I did my favorite thing on it at 3pm each day.
Walking back home to mum.
I’d shuffle through the crowd, walk down those stairs, behind the benches and offer my occasional sigh for the unfortunate trees. On some days they’d talk to me. “HELP US! Please, take out the bullets the staple guns have left in us. Sack that dog before it…”
I was always too late. The dogs that run the streets marked all over them…every single time.
All things do end. Four years had given me the ticket to close that chapter.
The big day-Graduation.
Oh Mother’s smile. Her little champ had finally done it! Her beaming face. The sparkle in her eye. Watching the product of every year she’d sown into watching me grow. We got onto the bench for my big photo.
SNAP!
That was the end.Her heart couldn’t support the joy running through her. The doctors said she would be fine...
Then, I had. Now, I’m lost. Lost in this world ,reliving my time in the one I no longer have.
#MA #review #shortstory
I don’t want to make
myself a good traveler, But
I want to make a better way
for passengers;
I want to be the water of
thirsty travelers, And
In such heat I want to be
a shade for them..!!
I don’t want to cause myself
the pain of others, But
I want to make myself
the medicine of others pain;
I want to be the food of
hungry poor childrens, and
Also i want to be
myself for their support..!!
#Akash #review #poem
myself a good traveler, But
I want to make a better way
for passengers;
I want to be the water of
thirsty travelers, And
In such heat I want to be
a shade for them..!!
I don’t want to cause myself
the pain of others, But
I want to make myself
the medicine of others pain;
I want to be the food of
hungry poor childrens, and
Also i want to be
myself for their support..!!
#Akash #review #poem
I don’t want to make
myself a good traveler, But
I want to make a better way
for passengers;
I want to be the water of
thirsty travelers, And
In such heat I want to be
a shade for them..!!
I don’t want to cause myself
the pain of others, But
I want to make myself
the medicine of others pain;
I want to be the food of
hungry poor childrens, and
Also i want to be
myself for their support..!!
#Akash #review #poem
myself a good traveler, But
I want to make a better way
for passengers;
I want to be the water of
thirsty travelers, And
In such heat I want to be
a shade for them..!!
I don’t want to cause myself
the pain of others, But
I want to make myself
the medicine of others pain;
I want to be the food of
hungry poor childrens, and
Also i want to be
myself for their support..!!
#Akash #review #poem