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Utterly Average

I am utterly average,
brown skinned and a wide smile,
I'm a tiny piece of cosmos,
Living as human for a while

I'd hide myself in the background,
and I'm always left on my own
but the most prettiest flowers,
are the ones that grow alone

You think, I don't fear losing people,
and I am good at letting go?,
But all day, I watch dead flowers,
hoping someday they will grow.

~iwritesometimes 17oct209am

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I wish I would stand
Under a shattered sky
With golden rays
And silver slant
Where there
Would be Silences
Which could
Apprise all the
Secrets
Where there would
Be No expectations
And No explanations
Minds without fear
Hearts without guilt...

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Everyone's life is a big puzzle
And we don't know how many pieces we have got
Some pieces fit perfectly
And some may not fit at all
We are constantly adding
The pieces to the puzzle
All the memories , adventures and
The lessons we learn
You can be
A part of someone's puzzle
But never cut off your edges
To fit in their puzzle
Just stay yourself
With what you are
And one day
You'll create a masterpiece

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Dear Shadows
You follow me
When I'm in
My own sunshine
And you remind me
How one can
Stick to you
Even at the Times of
Despair and Melancholy

Title:Hard To Love

Sometime's it's hard to love me;I realize.
I'm aware!
It's silver lining shows me
Who's real;who really cares!

Sometime's it's hard to love me; it's quite a cross to bear!
But happily I find comfort.
In those who are always there!
#sniya #poem #review

For what you know
For what you know as love
I know it as sorrow
For what you think is Granted
I have to borrow

In the dense darkness of the dawn Or
In the thin hue of grey at night
I see you in hope
I am like a dying fly around the little light

For what you knew as Flower
Even I see it as you
Because I am the one who keeps it every day
Before the grave, for you

You took the peace as if it is granted, the peace which comes after death
I have to search for it every time I think of you
You took the moments of happiness as granted, the happiness when you were alive
I have to borrow it from my memory because I cant live it again with you twice .

I dread a life which I have to live now
Because I know it will not be as we once lived
But I promise to make the best out of it
As you wanted me to live, with kindness in heart and a smile in the face.
#poem #review #abhijit

Hey there !
Welcome to the society;
You are allowed
To be yourself,
But no we'll
Judge you at
The same time.

You can follow
Your heart,
But no
We'll criticize
You at the same time.

You can be whatever
You want,
But no we'll
Ask you questions
Like "What will others think ?"

Hope you enjoy
Your stay In this
Society.

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#Nandinithakar #review
She is clarity and confusion
Never enough ,
Always too much.
A simple complicated,
Flawless mess.

He is calm and composed
Perfect in more than
Every ways
A fascinating unrelieved,
Happy Soul.

Our destinies are another example of magic experiences and stardust.
It already knows what we hold for us in the time running. By being extra gentle and sometimes stubborn. It flies away with love of our lives to only being them back. Giving you extra drops from the ocean of time.
It helps you elope with the memories you hold and realise that what you feel in your body is not just an hormonal sensations but, a extra bunch of cells and memories and a whole new person who loves you to the core and wants time to ponder over the facts and statements given by the famous authors, who were once laughed on.
And then, in the time of separation it holds some magic creations to mark a beautiful day for you both to hold and embrace your body and souls.
And a mysterious set-up to help you reunite after a gleam-less night and them boommm!!
When you meet and look into the eyes of your beholder the time and sounds will stop flowing off from your watch and ears. The day you will feel new and numb, just lost in the glimpse of the girl standing in front and when you get hold of the time and sounds. The time will give again give you extra drop from the ocean of its realm. To again co-create the time you lost.

#review
#subtlestrain
#rant

Our destinies are another example of magic experiences and stardust.
It already knows what we hold for us in the time running. By being extra gentle and sometimes stubborn. It flies away with love of our lives to only being them back. Giving you extra drops from the ocean of time.
It helps you elope with the memories you hold and realise that what you feel in your body is not just an hormonal sensations but, a extra bunch of cells and memories and a whole new person who loves you to the core and wants time to ponder over the facts and statements given by the famous authors, who were once laughed on.
And then, in the time of separation it holds some magic creations to mark a beautiful day for you both to hold and embrace your body and souls.
And a mysterious set-up to help you reunite after a gleam-less night and them boommm!!
When you meet and look into the eyes of your beholder the time and sounds will stop flowing off from your watch and ears. The day you will feel new and numb, just lost in the glimpse of the girl standing in front and when you get hold of the time and sounds. The time will give again give you extra drop from the ocean of its realm. To again co-create the time you lost.

#review #subtlestrain

I tried to

let you go

once,

to save you

once,

but you

ran back

to me.

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Two man both seriously ill and unable to even stand by themselves shared the same hospital room but the one who had a bed near the window was allowed to situp for one hour per day to drain the liquids from his lungs.

They both talked for hours and hours with each other. And when the man near the window had to situp he will describe the other man about what is happening out of the window and the other man will eagerly wait for that time to come everyday but one day he got a thought about why he didn't got the opportunity to see the outside world like he used to do before and why only his roommate got the opportunity.

Days passed and suddenly at one night the man who occupied the bed near the window started choking he was helpless and the other man who could have informed the hospital staff about his roommates situation didn't moved and watched him die silently. And then the other man asked the staff if he could now occupy the bed near the window they agreed and gave him that bed and when he slowly tried to wake up he saw a blank wall in front of him.

#kbc #review

7 AM in the morning, Arav worked hard all night and atlast he completed his working prototype

It's plain, simple as it can get, did you even tried? Huh - asked Arav's boss
Yes sir! I tried really hard on it you see here......- said Arav

What kind of dumb person would pay for something like this.is this the quality we produce, there is no creativity you just copied something came out of a cartoon - boss shouted

Ummm - before Arav could say something

Useless, Utter rubbish, junk
Get out of my face right now - boss barked at top of his lungs

My pills where are they - boss said grumpily

Sir please listen - Arav pleaded

I said get out - boss shouted as he throws the prototype on Arav's face

1 WEEK LATER

Police could'nt find him? Still? - said an employee

Yup! Still no clue, where could have he gone, leaving his wife behind - said another employee

Depression? He was in too much stress, mostly because of that rage filled boss.

Yeah right, he is making things difficult for everyone but i thought he was taking medicine for that - another employee

It's that bad? New employee in amaze

Everyone go back to work, break is over. We need to complete all new designs for the knives before the due date. No slacking off.

#Einstestine #review #shortstory

" LOST"
7 AM in the morning, Arav worked hard all night and atlast he completed his working prototype.

It's plain, simple as it can get, did you even tried? Huh - asked Arav's boss
Yes sir! I tried really hard on it you see here......- said Arav

What kind of dumb person would pay for something like this? Is this the quality we produce, there is no creativity you just copied something came out of a cartoon - boss shouted

Ummm.. - before Arav could say something

Useless, Utter rubbish, junk
Get out of my face right now - boss barked at top of his lungs

My pills where are they - boss said grumpily

Sir please listen - Arav pleaded

I said get out - boss shouted as he throws the prototype on Arav's face

1 WEEK LATER

Police could'nt find him? Still? - said an employee

Yup! Still no clue, where could have he gone, leaving his wife behind - said another employee

Depression? He was in too much stress, mostly because of that rage filled boss.

Yeah right, he is making things difficult for everyone but i thought he was taking medicine for that - another employee

It's that bad? New employee in amaze

Everyone go back to work, break is over. We need to complete all new designs for the knives before the due date. No slacking off

#review #shortstory
#Einstestine

There he was standing in front of a mirror with a strange thought in his mind while watching himself in the mirror he believed that he was watching a stupid person in the mirror who was seeking for motivation to do work but failing each time he tried.

He was tired of seeking motivation from you tube videos and other social media sites. He was charged up many times by watching those videos which would soon be drained like the battery of a mobile phone.

He had been thinking from past few days of why he wasn't able to do the right thing while he knew what is the right thing to do ,he had been thinking why he had to seek motivation from others to do a thing which he knew he has to do.

Then it struck him that he had been always wrong to even try and look answer from others of why he had to do the thing which he was supposed to do. It struck him that he had always knew the answer of that question all along but wasn't smart enough to accept that answer, but the past was past and now he began his journey to become a person he always had dreamt of becoming.

#kbc #review

She has a bookshelf of her heart
And ink running through her veins
She'll write with the typewriter of her brain
Stories of every person she
Has known and met
Some has a sentence
While others have a whole essay
Thousands of inky footprints
That they have left
You might wonder
Why does she write so much
But she hopes
One day she'll mean enough
For someone to write about her too..

#review #Nandinithakar

#review #Omueti #Flashfiction

Title: Hyenas on the Street

I had searched for jobs but failed to secure any. I tried to borrow money but no one was willing to lend me some. Hunger soon ravaged my home like a strong beast from the wild. All day, I pushed myself around and was forced to approach people on the streets to ask for assistance; I even prayed for them that Allah should bless them and replenish their pockets, but they only walked faster and avoided me.

After two weeks of grappling and struggling to overthrow my mind’s contemplative offerings, at last, my ego, well, knocked senseless; my principles, and all its grandiose, melted like wax. I have become a slave to my belly. I have been outpowered. Comfort, at least, was on the other side.

We paused and observed, like brothers bonded by sufferings.

“Quick!” I hollered at the motorbike rider. We hopped on his bike and chased after the woman. The plan was perfect—he would slow down for me to snatch the phone, then abscond like there's no tomorrow. My heart raced uncontrollably. I considered voicing the word, “Stop!” Of course, my desperation should not push me to this extent but my mouth stayed closed. As we drew closer, I didn't look at the woman’s face. Her entirety poured throughout the backseat of her motorbike, while her sagging purple jean left a lot for the eyes to ponder. I went straight for the phone loosely hanging by the side of her bag. I heard a loud horn, a screech, and then, I found myself on the ground.

My motorbike rider quickly jumped upon his bike and sped off. I was still on the floor. The woman screamed, "Ole! Ole!" I got up and attempted to run away too.

The shout of "Ole" increased. I had been in Lagos long enough to know to fear those words. Someone shouted, "No let am run o! Hold am." Like hyenas, they all seemed to be laughing as they picked up stones. Small stones like toy guns started raining on me. I made moves to run; someone gripped my collar from behind.

“Abeg! Abeg!” I implored, dropping my knees to the ground and making hand gestures.

The number of people multiplied. Some brought out their phones. What will my students in Zaria even hear—that Uncle went to Lagos and became a thief? Memunat will say she knew it! That was why she left me to become Hakeem's 13th wife.

The stones kept coming. Bigger. Heavier. But I knew pain. It wasn't any different. When Sadeeq—the son of my strength—the only good gift Memunat gave to me, closed his eyes in resignation, never to be opened again due to ordinary malaria, that was pain. I saw women standing by the roadside with their hands folded in shock as I tripped to the ground.

"Forgive me, Allah!" I gently thought, as an amused man who stood beside where I laid lifted up a big stone and sunk my hungry soul into eternity.

Darkness is your bed,
His eyes are your stars,
His touches are your guide,
Set it on fire as you collide.

The wind is your sheets,
Your lips are his feast,
Your skin is his land,
Douse it as you intertwine hands.

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#review #Nandinithakar
I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively,
Passionately,
I would write to
The maddening hunger,
I would write
Every evil and good
Thought,
Every bad and sad
Moment,
I wish I could
Write my heart out.

#Nandinithakar #review

Everyone says
Happiness will find you,
But what I think
Is sadness finds you too.

Just when you feel you have made it
It fills you in from the darkness.
Just as the seedling is about to grow
A heartbreaking strom takes it's way.

The moment you find yourself vanquished ,
Is the moment that matters the most.
And you'll be sad,
Because you have experienced once
How happiness felt !

You'll feel you don't matter at all,
Because you are thinking this with a weak soul.
You'll say the world an ugly place,
Because you are viewing it from your door.

" A LITTLE HELP, PLEASE"

One day i woke up in the morning, i yawned as i looked in the mirror i could see myself, i could !, i jumped out of my bed and leaped towards the mirror, i made faces infront of the mirror, same, it's the same face, it's been so long since i last saw my face. I could'nt believe myself i feel like i could cry at anytime but no i controlled myself and went downstairs shouting mom, dad, mom, dad i could barely control myself. But there was no one, i called them again and again but no reply came, i went outside the whole streets were empty, only cars and empty houses. I came back home and went to my room, i looked in the mirror there i was laughing at myself, then i knew it was another one of it's prank. DAY-54 i am still stuck in the mirror world

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#Einstestine