Sailing the craft
This car drafts fast and drifts faster
It's okay when it's not even anything
More or less
It's just a tricky test
So the car turns into a ship
Sailing the pavement
Grooving through the cracks
Never stepped on
It's just the stress of the winds
Tearing the sails
But the storm coming before beckons
It reckons and shoots lightning
Into the sea
This hail is sharp & dulls sailing pulls
It's rough today says a capital captain
The caption needed is heeded full
The crew knows what to do and pull
The rope tight and lift the canvas
The wind blows harder still
What a treasure they seek to fill
Passing it every wave that crest best
The stow aways all play poker below
It's all part of this ships glow and flow
The water rises
The drought despises
It's own reproduction and reprisals
The rain pours thick
The sails are proofed not to let it stick
To the end of the world they sail sick
The cap and his tin hat capable
Able and stable the wood in the iron
The storm is coming
The stork is coming
The doom and fork are forming
Boring into the knots of the mirror
The package untold left at the pier
Looking back the crew stews
This captured captain has the blues
Reaching for the map
It's been left at the coldest cap
The fat cats at home lap the gaps
Don't frett screams the sail or
The sea men all look away
To the sky turning dark
Dire fire in the sky above looks stark
A smirk and smile
This is the hour
Crew starts to cower with their foes
Alas the horizon further glows
The strongest gust approaches
A storm only gives this ship
More power to love the sea
By carving through it not to flee
The sails demand wind when
To move ahead and past sin
Just as hot air balloons devour wind

#review #jmhs #poetry

A LETTER TO YOU,FROM FAR AWAY

Hey love,
I don't know how to start this letter. We both are together since years but still it feels like we haven't started yet. We haven't started hugging each other in hard times, kissing each other in good times. We haven't started those late night walks we planned to have everyday, hand in hand. We haven't started to wake each other each morning with sweet packs on the cheeks.
Even without starting, our love feels so old. Like an old picture that makes you relive your past. Like an old page full of scribbles on the last page of your school notebook that makes you laugh. Or old like those embarrassing paragraphs in your diary.
Our love is so unique. It's not full of experiences, but only feelings. Feelings that are so warm and beautiful. You're far, yet so close. Our love hasn't started, yet so old.
Hope we meet soon, so that I could hold your hand and look into your eyes when I tell you that I love you.
Goodbye (please imagine me waving at you with a big smile on my face)


#review
#mans

You pursue me as your final destiny,
A qualification that I am to you, you certify me , a Lauren maybe gold

A small world that you seek within,
A pity on how you can't witness the wonders I see

How obsessed are you and how Cascade is my fluid brain , for your obsession being just an acrylic little rock to it , me poring rain

I deviate the 'I' from you,
A boomerang  , a pendulum for you, it bounces back

A come and go you think the 'I' is,
A 'stay' you  demand for it

I wish for you a vision
I wish for you a life

#review
#sans

Red teary eyes ,
With messed up hair ,
Smudged liner;
With lipstick spread !
She was hurt
She had pain,
Had curing efforts
But all in vain.
And in her hand ....
His touch arrived
Those wet eyes ..
Had no tears to reside ...
The messed up hair ...
Turned to perfect layer ...
Lipstick now was no more needed
She had a smile with all pain fleeded .
A perfect love,
A perfect smile ,
A perfect feeling ,
With heartbreaks aside !
#Anchal #review #soulmate #keepreading

Red teary eyes ,
With messed up hair ,
Smudged liner;
With lipstick spread !
She was hurt
She had pain,
Had curing efforts
But all in vain.
And in her hand ....
His touch arrived
Those wet eyes ..
Had no tears to reside ...
The messed up hair ...
Turned to perfect layer ...
Lipstick now was no more needed
She had a smile with all pain fleeded .
A perfect love,
A perfect smile ,
A perfect feeling ,
With heartbreaks aside !
#anchalmani #review #soulmate #keepwriting

#review (ALL)

LIFE MARRIED DEATH

Life walk through the railways of death, seeking to express her greatest potentials. It was a heated argument held between life and death. Truth be told life prefers death but death otherwise wishes to be alive.

It happened that they met on a beautiful park to draw an agreement to understand the situation created by themselves. Life made it clear that one day he'll die but death otherwise wishes to bring life back to life by denying himself as death.


45-56-18 was the key that opened the door to the universal jackpot. Life became a blissful state when riches pop up like champagne. Death understood the neutrality between life and the rise of possibilities occurred.

Fear not the man who took himself to the grave but the one who forgets one day death would take him away. Life became a lover of death and anytime death occurs life reincarnates because the agreement was to marry each other to understand the point of neutrality and they have done amazingly well.

Victory is known when the man who is living becomes a friend of death. This is how true men conquered the fear of death, they pay periodic visit to their lost ones knowing that one day they'll also be gone.

Death becomes a beautiful jewel around the neck of those who chooses to go within themselves. They have come to innerstand that death and life are twin brothers and they're forever inseparable.

Come home to the dome of light and darkness, hold onto the shadows of your own fears and conquer everything within, for you're now a GOD of your own realities.

Here I stand on the sea shore,
Fearless, Rageous.
The tides trying to scare me,
With their monstrous waves.
They're gigantic,
But not more than my courage.
They're furious,
But not more than my rage.
They're blue,
But not more than my youth.
And I stand there staring at the sea,
It stares back at me.
Scared, obligated.
The waves still come to me,
But bow when the come near.
The thunderous sound of it,
Is like it's crying.
Because the storm in my eyes,
It bigger than the storm in the sea.

#review
#mans

Will you ever be mine?
#Abhijit #review
From the distance
In the dark
I see you in the very view
That I saw in my dreams
Thinking of your astounding beauty
Unable to distinguish what illusion and reality it seems

Then a thought passes through my mind
Will you ever be mine?

Its true that I may be poor by riches
Its true I may be poor by fame
But I have treasures of love
Hidden in the dungeons of my castle
Where I am the master of it
As well as I am the prisoner
Even the judge is me
And the executioner
That castle is my heart

Then my day dream ends
A thought passes through my mind
Will you ever be mine?

I shall never bring you the moon and stars
To you I may never show my concealed heart
Because of the fear of a broken love
Like petals from a broken flower

The thing which I feel for you ?
The emotions I ponder upon
Do you search for those in me
When this happen and you bestow a smile while watching me

Then a thought will pass by my mind
One day you will be mine

The sunset is so beautiful,
From this broken glass pane,
The yellows oranges and reds,
Staining each other,
Like a three passionate lovers,
In a love triangle.
Me and my glass pane, both broken
Sit there in silence.
Looking at this beautiful,
Yet painful scene.
We see the colours loving and giving in.
And then,
Losing everything. 
Now they're broken like us.
And they're gone.
Like we went away.
Now there's darkness.
Complete darkness. 
Because the stains of love,
Are black.




#review
#mans

A jillion Caskets--
Empty--
The seedlings of poppies--
Hiding--
Beneath the Ashes of a Phoenix

#review #Sbh

In me, you'll find--
A jillion Caskets--
Empty--
The seedlings of poppies--
Hiding--
Beneath the Ashes of a Phoenix

#review #Sbh

Please take my eyes.I can't stop looking at these shattered pieces . The pieces I was left with , when you broke my young heart.On my doorstep I saw you . Red roses , red cheeks . Eyes soothing like the moonlight and smile like warm sunrays . Now you're gone . All I have are pieces . On my couch | saw your lips and your perfect torso.Every edge so perfectly carved , My sight melting down from your neck , fingers craving for touch Now you're - gone . All I have are pieces . I saw you on the right - side of my bed making that puppy face.Pulling me over you when I said i wanna sleep left . Now you're gone . All I have are pieces . These pieces are heart to collect . The more I touch them the more they break . I wish to fix them.Everytime I see them lying all around me.I want to love again . want to fall again.I want to give my heart to someone but nobody needs a heart in pieces . So there's no hope for love now , because the pieces won't get back together . Their sight kills me . So take my eyes.




#review
#mans

"All men are the same",
Are they ?
Some tall and dark,
Some fair and handsome,
Some emotional,
Some devotional,
Some will take care of you,
Some may ignore you,
Tough from the outer side,
Soft on the inner heart,
They might not feel,
Appreciated sometimes,
As they deserve.
But here I am,
To deduce them.
It's brave how they,
Tolerate all our tantrums.
It's courageous to bear the pain,
Without shedding a tear.
All you men are,
Unique and special in your
Own ways.
It's hard to get surrounded by
Responsibilities and attain stability.
Cannot blame the whole kind,
Due to a few men.
We speak of equality,
If women are deity,
You are no lesser,
Than Lord.
ALL MEN ARE NOT SAME

#review
#nandini_thakar

will a block be laid
before the end of time
if clearing the site
has lasted till date

and to fulfill the dream
our ancestors had
the site must taste
diggers and spades

perhaps no generation
will see the first block
to be used
in the building of science


#AhmadMusa #review #poem

Topic : Bloody Sorceress

Underneath my skin.. There resides a bloody sorceress,
she knows how to trick me as well as others.
Her soul is greedy agonizing for something that's not hers.
I don't know whether this "something" Is hers or not,
But as people say it's a curse so it's better to get her away from that.
Desire for honor and her self esteem is a thirst.
Which she doesn't want to let go not even once.
She's even so inobedient that barely obeys her guardians.
And so impolite that always desperated to make her own guidelines.
Which she gives priority more than geeta hymns.
She thinks she's so versatile, I need to laugh on her dumb mind,
Cause just because she knows how to drive
(Even Not Men).
She can't think like a blind.
As if she learns how to make up mind to give a second chance to imposters
Or as if she learns to chastise her molesters.
People blame me for her mischievous impure deeds.
But how can I tell them neither she's me nor I'm she.
She's just a skin inside me, a skin made up of fat.
Although deposited by aftermath of a tragedy which started right after my birth.

#review #rks #poetry

If u think that I was wrong

Darling if u think that I was wrong,
If u think that your heart isn't the place where I belong,
Clearly our bond tended to break when it wasn't that strong,
Maybe our love wasn't meant to last long.

If u think that I was wrong,
I won't stay here anymore,
Simply I'd walk away,
While u close the door.

If u think that I was wrong,
Then I'm ready to apologise,
It's upto u whether u forgive me,
Or give me a reason to further traumatize.

You'd stay reluctant on the fact that I was wrong,
When deep inside u know that u were wrong too,
But your ego was smth that came in between,
That's why now you're in a condition in which u should've never been.
#review #San #poetry

#review #poetry Mansi iwritesometimes :)


Sometimes I'd sit in silence,
And wonder if I'm being real,
Are my feet tied to ground,
Or Am I trapped by my fear?

Do I really fear losing you?,
Or is it all inside my head,
Or Am I haunted by the same monsters,
Which once lived beneath my bed

The longing feels like forever,
It doesn't let me get through.
But I know If you are happy,
Then I'll be happy too

They say this pretty thing is called LOVE,
And for it I'll have to stay tough,
But you can't feel my legs melting,
You haven't been there for long enough

Whenever you are out of my sight,
Why do I feel like crying?
Is it okay to feel all this,
Or maybe I'm slowly dying.

Why did you pour empty words to drink,
When you had planned to leave too soon,
And only wanted to know me,
When the sky was bright and the moon was full

But I will never blame you,
For the tear stains on my floor,
As I was the one who thought,
A person owes me to be so much more !

~iwritesometimes | mans *-*

Auther
PA

Im done
im done trying to please everyone
becuz im losing myself
i hate the way people push you into being someone else
i used to love being myself now i hate being myself
people are breaking me down
then they don't understand why i have 6 ft walls around me
so im asking you to stop breaking me down
im done with you
stop im done
#review #iam

All I want is nothing more
To find myself not breaking down
On the bathroom floor.
Cause if i could know what's really wrong
I would have found a way out I'm sure.
When u said you'll be my side.
My mind assumed it's all a lie.
I'm sorry I don't like ppl getting tied
The part of me that trusts has died
I lay in bed awake all night,
Feeling the chaos covering me from the all the sides
Wondering if things would ever be alright.
But if you loved me
I'm setting you free
From this mess
Even if u disagree.
All I want is
And all I need is
To find my lost self
To find my lost self
I'm sorry--
You gave all of you to me,
Became the reason for all my glee.
You held my hands
And showed me places
That holds the beauty
One can't unsee.
So when I feel my feelings running dry
I stand and stare at the sky
Counting stars or watch birds fly
And watch the horizon until I cry.
And then when the world goes by
I sit in a corner thinking who am i
I don't know what's happening
And what am I seeking
Give me the sunshine
that lights up my soul please.
All I want is
And all I need is
To find my lost self
To find my lost self.
©Warisha


#review #iam

All I want is nothing more
To find myself not breaking down
On the bathroom floor.
Cause if i could know what's really wrong
I would have found a way out I'm sure.
When u said you'll be my side.
My mind assumed it's all a lie.
I'm sorry I don't like ppl getting tied
The part of me that trusts has died
I lay in bed awake all night,
Feeling the chaos covering me from the all the sides
Wondering if things would ever be alright.
But if you loved me
I'm setting you free
From this mess
Even if u disagree.
All I want is
And all I need is
To find my lost self
To find my lost self
I'm sorry--
You gave all of you to me,
Became the reason for all my glee.
You held my hands
And showed me places
That holds the beauty
One can't unsee.
So when I feel my feelings running dry
I stand and stare at the sky
Counting stars or watch birds fly
And watch the horizon until I cry.
And then when the world goes by
I sit in a corner thinking who am i
I don't know what's happening
And what am I seeking
Give me the sunshine
that lights up my soul please.
All I want is
And all I need is
To find my lost self
To find my lost self.
©Warisha

#review #iam

Prayer Of Life

Never Recited
Died On The Lips Of Time Long Ago

Mercy upon the Souls of Accumulators,
Curse upon the Shield of Distractors,
Hope for the Dawn of the Day,
For which tons of nights went empty,
Along with their Black Fate Sky Moon,
And many many Prayers for the day,
When You may become what you said yesterday for your Tomorrow,
And with the recitation of this prayer's verse 13,
The eternal effect shall prevail upon you,
Upon the inner darkness of your deranged soul forever & Ever……
May & May…….

Execution Noted…..
Verse Recited…….
Effect transferred into Subject Soul……
Wait for What will happen??????

#review #Iam
@Hazelwrites