Did you not burn so strong, to be wished upon?

Did not your threads tear apart, to end up thrown?

Did you not get played, to be their song?

Did you not get ice cold, waiting too long?

Isn't that enough, you young soul?

Isn't it the time to move on?

#review #noob #poem

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SCARS BEHIND HER BEAUTY

The beautiful skin you see is full of scars within;
She's a broken vase;
She has been through hard and tough times;
She's a survival of the desert wind;
She has a stormy experiences in her spiritual journey;

I pray she never creates a monster within;
Even if she does tame the beast and raise her consciousness to the peak;
She's a goddess of light and darkness;
A true scholar of the laws of polarity;
Appreciate her journey!
She did a great job by transmuting various perspectives;

Hold her firmly and usher her into the ocean of consciousness;
Drown her in bliss and love;
Dissolve her pains completely, only your touch creates the magic!

In a night vision, her tears were a bucket full, wallowing in pains just to understand her own realities;
Fastidious souls, you're never alone;

Whispers of love heals the soul, make it count anytime you hug her. In essence you're hugging yourself.

I offer you opulence of love...❤️🧡💚💕🖤💙💜✍🏽

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#kb_the_poet #review
Presents - The strangers we were

I have had it with you
The nerve in lies
From when it wasn't
To where we are

Have thoughts torment
Memories i wish
with their sensation i never did
Had to have if knew

Done is done
Whose to judge, had
There would never been us
Right when strangers we were

Title : Blot
With tons of agonies buried in my heart's graveyard,
I pretend to be happy but they make me suffer hard.
Trying to break their shells and paint my life again with misery,
I can't take it anymore,I beg for mercy.

Vision getting blurred out,
And limbs having fallen numb,
Body pleading for no more torturings,
And soul tends to succumb.

Veins having being ruptured,
Lungs have puffed up,
Wounds have begun to rot,
I tried but failed to erase that blot.

Blot on my character,
Blot on my name,
Destroyed my dignity,
And I lost the game.

The more I suffer the more I go out of breath,
The more I try to go away the more it nears death.
#review #poetry #San

Joker (In conversation with Batman) Part 1
#Abhijit #review
I want to see the world burn
To its last ashes
I want to see the worst in human ignite
Ignite to burn mankind

You know the permanent smile in my face
Want to know who gave it to me?
It was my father or my brother or my friend
I don’t really remember
But I do remember the sayings
Why soo.. Serioussss… ?
Why sooo… Seriousssss…. ?
Why SO….. SERIOUSSSS……?

Then they carved the smile
As they did it I notice their eyes
I sensed the chaos within
I sensed the upcoming danger
They never killed me and
Something that doesn’t kill you only makes you stranger

Humans are creatures of madness
It is chaos they need not order
Humans are like apes in coats
Ready to kill and conquer

Now its time to bring that smile on your face
….To be continued

LIFE OUT OF THE EXTREMES

Once in a while, I surprise myself by peering
at the deep blue sky with a vague stare wondering:
Why every start is so arduous and challenging,
and as we go further it seems an obvious ending?
Why do we barely notice what is betwixt the start and the end?

A river starts in its spring and flows down crossing
all barriers along its way, bravely and unquestioning.
The stakes are not merely the stretched distance to the
sea, but its resilience to take a detour every time
something clogs its flow toward its end, the seagoing.

Some days are so difficult to begin as the feeling
of aiming to start a car without a starter engine.
Instead of taking one step at a time, one is concerned
about the results rather than the worthy useful actions. Indeed,
we very often waste our time barking at the wrong tree.

The sun rises at dawn and shines until twilight arises.
The night only comes after a whole day has totally gone.
No matter how fast you want to, the day will always have
twenty-four hours. If one knows how to use the time well, he
will see that life is pretty long. It's up to you not to waste it.

The gap between birth and death is life to be lived in a
confusing world in constant motion and change. Also, the
ebb and flow of our emotions are like the high and low tides,
depending on the bend of the sun and moon. The secret of
living well is walking along the midway, avoiding extremes.

Yesterday might influence tomorrow, but it has already gone
and about the future, we know nothing. What really counts is
the present moment cause it is where we exist, it is where we
can make all the difference, it is where we can be who we really
are. Stay aware when the clock of fate rings that the time is now.

It is never late nor soon when we perceive the patience of
nature going through each season without a rush. The Spring
always comes before the Summer, the Winter waits for the
Autumn to go by. According to the cycle of life is not only
wise but also vital to feel when it's the time for the next step.

#review #LucianadeLemos #poetry

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Looking at the world, I often think,
How people change in an eye’s blink.
Relations that demand years to flourish,
How in a second they swiftly sink.
Here is the lesson, need to be learnt,
Never part ways after having the Rink.
Leave me dear! But make it clear,
Folks will leave, at ruining brink.
Pals would depart, while shaking hands,
as your rank starts to shrink.
It’s the time to be ponder upon,
Let’s decide to make a link.
Link to a man who listen to you,
Not the one who eat and drink.
It’s my job to lend advise,
You’ve to digest it, you’ve to think.

#(ALL #review)

ANCIENT LOVER

I walked through the shores of love;
Seeking my lover to fill my inner space;
Her hands seems miles away;
She's the waves that blows over my soul;
Who's is my lover?

She's the energy that fills the whole universe;
I am your living verse;
Her kisses is like the waves of the sea;
Drowned in your cosmic waves;
And your gentle waves caresses me over and over again;

We have become a cosmic dance in the eyes of the whole creation;
My nakedness is your nakedness;
In you i live and have my being;

I have open wide the narrow gates;
Gently enter the core of my being and make the ancient yoni wet;
Draw me closer to the cosmic energy of orgasm;
Hear the moaning of a cosmic goddess;
It's a cosmic intercourse between heaven and earth;
I am your Nirvana and you're my Gaia;
You'll forever be my ancient lover!

I offer you opulence of love..❤️💚💕💙🖤💜💕✍🏽

#review #Noob #blogpost

"Changing our perspectives"

This won’t be for everyone. I know this because every morning I wake up to a world obsessed with superstitions, race, religion, and all kinds of social stigma.

Marcel Proust, a French novelist, considered to be one of the most influential authors of the 20th century said:-

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new lands but in seeing with new eyes. ~Marcel Proust

Proust talks about perspectives in his quote. As we will explore, “Seeing with new eyes” is a basic life skill present in children. Which escalates in importance when used by physicists, mathematicians, and scientists.

The other day, I was in a shop, saw a young kid struggling with a door. He was pushing the door meant to be pulled. His mother advised him, “Son, when stuck pushing, try pulling the door”. The kid is being taught the basic problem-solving skill of opening a door.

When we were learning physics in school, you might remember simplifying difficult problems by changing the frame of reference. Science has always encouraged us to view the world with new eyes.

When stuck, switch to another perspective ~ The basic skill no one is talking about

Professor Patrick Winston at MIT wrote this advice on the board while teaching SVM. He encouraged students to think outside of the box to solve the equation they derived.

I want you to look at the common ground between all the above examples. We are taught to view things with different perspectives because that has led us to amazing results, and inventions. This constitutes a crucial aspect of problem-solving skills. Any great problem solver is a master at changing perspectives too.

Nowadays, we see an increasing radicalism in our society. The world is getting divided and people are getting more and more extremists. We, as humans are forgetting the fundamentals of a peaceful society — of having a flexible perspective.

So lets just look up at the stars and hope for a better day
lets take an inspiration from them
and shine like them even when in dark
so lets just look up at the stars and not on the scars

#hadiya #review #4liner

Topic : Why the term" feminism " A Detested word?
Feminism is the word when you take in public you'll be hated for sure.
This is because many people think that this is too immature.
How can someone dislike patriarchy when they were nurtured by it?
Fed on dad's dollars, lived in dad's house, and shitting where you eat.
This is a way too imbecile to live on their pardon and curse your guardian.
Haven't you know the fact one has always need to fall in the foot of their patron?
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! These are the arguments given to you.
When you tag your self as feminist though not to look cool.
But please whenever you use such don't make yourself so radical.
And get forget it's real meaning and make it's less sensible.
This is not for your self_interest nor to take you high.
Because someone is somewhere weeping just for left alive.
Because there are more deaths due to dowry in our country
and travelling by standing on buses won't take you to expiry.
Because still today your brother can roam more freely outside than you.
And you can do nothing for it cause if so You'll be way too new.
New for the society's rituals and conventions.
Which can't set you free only take you to the detentions.
Hey! After reading this don't hate your uncle, father and brother.
Let me remind you that patriarchy has no gender.
#poetry #rks #review

_*THE AFTERTASTE*_

You can try and hide that smile,
But you know thy eyes can't lie.

When I look at you and you stop short,
My sigh can't deny what I've rot.

It ain't that easy to forget
Which went as far as torment.

I don't know if we'll ever remeet,
If we do, don't ask me questions as discreet.

It is not over till we're dead,
Haunts me till now, every word that you said.

Maybe it's our destiny, maybe not;
But in yours, will always be my dot!

#blakediaries #poetry #review

Pain finds pain,

Scars sense scars,

Sorrow tears sorrow,

And give birth anew.

#review #noob #verse

#review
Mock me, abuse me, but make it clear,
I just consider these follies mere.
Time will decide who was precise,
Who will be the champ, and who will cheer.
Threat for you is life full of pride,
And serpents around, considered so dear.
Considered you a kith but what’s this man!
On my demise, you didn’t shed a tear.
Plans to kick me out of the game,
Let’s just try it, have no fear.
Do your best to depict me cad,
But what’ll you do if it starts to Veer?

#review
Dear Diary,

Today was a significant day, for a small town person like me, who had been pushed out of my comfort zone due to unemployment.

As I ventured out, for my first job interview, I was overwhelmed by the pollution which was so intense that I nearly fainted. In his hurry, the poor rickshaw driver missed a signal and had to pay double the penalty. 'During the peak rush hours, corruption is also at its peak', quipped the driver and drove off nonchalantly. 

Surviving the obnoxious gases, I reached the venue and approached a tea stall, only surprised to see a 10 year old lad. Child labour stared at me, and I felt remorse for the society that we had turned into. "Why aren't you going to school? Where are your parents?" 

"My mother is blind, sir. She used to manage this stall, but an infection in her eyes caused her to stop. The lack of affordable healthcare made her lose her eyesight forever", he replied and walked off, symbolising the never-say-die spirit of this city.

My tryst with this city had started. Trashing my resume I called up my friend, who has started a NGO.

#shorystory #ranjiwrites

Missing ya

It's been days,
Since we parted ways,
But still it feels like,
I'm missing u these days.

Feels like as if you're peeping into my room,
Through the narrow cracks of the wall,
As if you're always close to my reach,
And yet to save me from a downfall.

Unfortunately that's all a lie,
Once a jolly but now a totally different guy.

Feels as if this all is too far away from reality,
These days I feel like blaming my destiny.

There's a strange silence in the atmosphere,
I look around but couldn't find u anywhere.

Being almost everywhere you're actually nowhere,
Maybe I'm the one stupid looking for u here & there.

#review #poetry #San

Missing ya

It's been days,
Since we parted ways,
But still it feels like,
I'm missing u these days.

Feels like as if you're peeping into my room,
Through the narrow cracks of the wall,
As if you're always close to my reach,
And yet to save me from a downfall.

Unfortunately that's all a lie,
Once a jolly but now a totally different guy.

Feels as if this all is too far away from reality,
These days I feel like blaming my destiny.

There's a strange silence in the atmosphere,
I look around but couldn't find u anywhere.

Being almost everywhere you're actually nowhere,
Maybe I'm the one stupid looking for u here & there.

#review #poetry #San

#review
This is the poem for a women who treats her partner as her GOD but got no support from him. Still she kept on treating him as GOD.


Dignity of yours cannot be shaken for myths to be intact

When a lending hand empowers you, hold it firmly to rise above your known facts,

You always have your GOD and this is a fact not mistaken,

He never takes you forgranted but always makes you feel wanted,

He is the source of your strength and not the one who makes you crippled,

If you do not see HIM around see within yourself,

You need to be your own GOD and messiah for all.

#review #ALL

BEAUTY BEYOND

Your beauty makes beautiful;
You have made a garland over my head;
Once I had a crown of thorns around my head but it has become a beautiful lotus flowers;

I went through series of confusions just to understand my own creation;

I took form as a commoner but I am your crown of beauty buried in mortality;
I rose up into immortality;
Once I heard from the scriptures "ye are Gods" and I decided to dig up the gold buried within my own body;

Darkness took hold of me and I had to create light out of the darkness;
It was a wrestling with the forces from within and i nearly gave up on my self;

Arise oh my higher self, see the troubles I went through but now you have enthroned me over the universe;
Grace has spoken over me;

My beauty spreads and conquer evil in the whole creation;
I am the eternal splendor unspeakable;

The commoner pierced through the veil and a kingdom is forever established;
You're beautiful beyond compare!!


I offer you opulence of love...💙💜💕🖤💚🤍

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#review

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May this year come with good poems and write ups . hope you all have great day ahead bless to have such community specially who are active here.