{My last poetry}




she said to me ,

"why don't you write anything for me? "




" we are friends na thats why," I said smirking.




That was 3 weeks before i told her how i felt for her.




She said no.




I felt something different,

I...felt like crying, 

Uh..those tears..

Broken, sad started writing for her..

Without her..




Wrote about her hairs,

Maybe she still cares?




Wrote about her eyes,

Oh those little lies,




Wrote about her lips,

Deleted our clips from school trips,




Wrote about her smile,

It's been a while,




Then after some years ,

She saw me through the window of social media,

Broken me posting sad poetry,




Only if i could undo,




Loving she asked

"you write so well, but for who?"

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{My last song}




she said to me ,

"why don't you write anything for me? "




" we are friends na thats why," I said smirking.




That was 3 weeks before i told her how i felt for her.




She said no.




I felt something different,

I...felt like crying, 

Uh..those tears..

Broken, sad started writing for her..

Without her..




Wrote about her hairs,

Maybe she still cares?




Wrote about her eyes,

Oh those little lies,




Wrote about her lips,

Deleted our clips from school trips,




Wrote about her smile,

It's been a while,




Then after some years ,

She saw me through the window of social media,

Broken me posting sad poetry,




Only if i could undo,




Loving she asked

"you write so well, but for who?"

#review #asthir #poetry

{My last song}

she said to me ,

"why don't you write anything for me?"




" we are friends na thats why," i said




That was 3 weeks before i told her how i felt for her.


She said no.


I felt something different,

I...felt like crying, tearing me apart

Uh..those tears..

Broken, sad , started writing for her..

Without her..




Wrote about her hairs,

Maybe she still cares?




Wrote about her eyes,

Oh those little lies,




Wrote about her lips,

Deleted our clips from school trips,




Wrote about her smile,

It's been a while,




Then after some years ,

She saw me through the window of social media,

Broken me posting sad poetry,




Only if i could undo,




Loving she asked

"you write so well, but for who?"

(Fictional)

#review #poetry #asthir

[Tale]

Where are you?
Ive been following your trail,
Remember that tattoo?
You showed me , just like a tale,
There are people around me but few,
You hiding behind my heart's curtain,
Your cheeks glowing with redness hue,
Is this a fairy-tale?

Cause i know its not true.

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[You]

Where are you?

Ive been following your trail,

Remember that tattoo?

You showed me , just like a tale,

There are people around me but few,

You hiding behind my heart's curtain,

Your cheeks glowing with redness hue,

Is this a fairy-tale?

Cause i know its not true.Where are you?

Ive been following your trail,

Remember that tattoo?

You showed me , just like a tale,

There are people around me but few,

You hiding behind my heart's curtain,

Your cheeks glowing with redness hue,

Is this a fairy-tale?

Cause i know its not true.

#review #asthir #poetry

He held my hand and looked into my eyes,
Said " I want to be the first one you kiss"
And I realised I wasn't the only canvas
That was painted on by his lips
I stood there in misery ,
Looking at the colours he left on me.
So I took my colours and brushes,
Painted myself black and free.




#review
#mans

SWEET MORNING HUSH


Out of the suffocating crowd, 
When I'm all alone at last.
I put off everything I wore for the world,
My clothes and my mask.
I look at the mirror on my bathroom wall,
I find myself all alone,
Lying with my mind at ease,
On the cold bathroom floor.
I look at my reflection painted on the mirror,
Utterly beautiful yet so painful. 
My eyes filled with pouring grace, 
That's healing yet baneful.
I run my fingers through my short hair,
And then to my high held neck.
I look at the eternal womanly beauty,
Residing on my flesh. 
I looked at the stars like marks on my back,
My own beautiful constellation.
You might have not seen them,
Actually, they don't like much invasion.
My sight melts down to my legs,
Long, symmetric and freshly shaved.
Yet some wounds on them appear so clear,
Like memories peeking out that earlier encaved.
And as I caress my legs my focus,
Suddenly shifts on my left arm,
That have beautiful parallel lines engraved,
Possessing an unignorable charm.
And I sit there in complete silence,
Hearing the voices inside my head,
Admiring the womanly beauty I've got,
On both sides of my flesh,
The morning light barges in from the little window,
Making my pinks and browns of my skin glow,
Reminding me I have to put the clothes and masks again.
It's morning so it's time to go.



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#mans

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Resurrection
I am dead

Cut down by their sharpened saw
Through my silent pleas they hacked me raw
Punished me without a flaw

I offered them flowers and juicy fruit
But they resorted to violent brute
Causing me agony and pain acute

But my roots are deep and hurt they are not
My seeds spread and eventually sprout
Tiny shoots and a trunk stout

And I am alive.
#poem #ranjiwrites

The Heroes of two homes

In Their Eyes--
Lie two homes--
One-- to say goodbye--
And one to hum--
"The Last Post"

With every boot mark--
The Sirens sing--
With each drop--
Of the red wine--
A poppy grows

With a weary smile--
They saw the sunset glow--
Fallen-- never broken--
The Heroes--
Of two homes

(An old work)

#review #Sbh #poetry

O cascades

O cascades of water, the reflection of my emotions

Turn into a river of consistency and promotions

Make little impacts on my delicate pebbles of life

Fall from heights and experience charms of transitions

O cascades of water, the reflection of my emotions

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Power

Power is what me and you desire,
Top posts and positions,
We all admire

Heirarchy brings opression,
Everyone wants to reach the top
Power comes with misuse,
This power we all hope

We condemn snake,
But desire the poison
Sympathy is just an illusion,
Hypocrisy is our passion

The power we hope,
Desire is the fuel
But world to progress,
Only compassion is the tool

Power is what me and u desire,
But Humanity is what we must admire

#poetry #review

{Dying star}Dying star}

Just like a dying star,

I am collapsing inwards my heart,

Leaving no scars,

Tearing my fabric of reality apart,

There's a hole ajar,

Radiating my love as she departs,

As i fight from this collapsing force,

Trying to stay, trying to twinkle, trying to smile,

I know i cant,

This galaxy knows what i want,

As all my feelings depart,

My light sets apart,

Turning me into a black hole,

Sucking all the words,

You left for me in my core.

As i explode, and become something else for eternity.


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{Dying star}

Just like a dying star,
I am collapsing inwards my heart,
Leaving no scars,
Tearing my fabric of reality apart,
There's a hole ajar,
Radiating my love as she departs,
As i fight from this collapsing force,
Trying to stay, trying to twinkle, trying to smile,
I know i cant,
This galaxy knows what i want,
As all my feelings depart,
My light sets apart,
Turning me into a black hole,
Sucking all the words,
You left for me in my core.
As i explode, and become something else for eternity.

#poetry #asthir #review

"I got you", someone screamed at the top of her voice.
The voice seemed so familiar.
The vibrations it created around my earlobes wasn't new.
The fresh, strong and beautiful voice of a lady....
A lady sitting right behind me.
I turned to look at her.
She wore a cute little dress, elegant and adorable.
Five foot six inches tall, hair tied up in a bun.
The person i was glaring at was someone i knew.
Then she moved a little...and oh i saw those eyes.
It seemed to be an unfortunate coincidence.
The eyes, dark and deep.
The lips still had the smile they carried earlier.
The face all beaming and gleaming....
She never looked this beautiful.
The expressions of hers still carried a calmness.
As calm as a sea, as bright as the Sun.
She was the one i gave up upon.
This day brought me to her again....
Again, to the same place i left from.
Again, but a little late.
She was happy but no more for me....
There stood another fortunate guy...who fell for her.
And this time, i knew God meant it.
#review

How I used to smile

So many times I've tried to get over you,
Baby it's your memories that are holding me back.
In my life,how would I even grow?
When you've left me so sunken & low.

How would I even get healed?
When you've made a cut so deep,
Lately a good friend has been my pillow,
I hold it close to my chest while I try to sleep.

Sneaking some happiness in your life,
And to erase emptiness from your part,
Was all what I ever tried,
To see u smile even if I fall apart.

Left like a flower kept out from sunshine & rain,
Desperately looking out for someone through my window pane.
Smile is what I'm faking,
You're the someone for whom I've been waiting.

Time's rushing by but for me it seems to have paused for a while,
Despaired me looks for small reasons just to smile.
Atleast for a while,
I literally forgot how I used to smile!
#review #San #poetry

Faith is a big word,

Trust is what you can promise.

And betrayal is what you fulfill.

#review #noob #prose

The backspace !

Both were online.
He started typing.
She saw the word 'typing'.
Her eyes were staring
to the lightning surface.
He kept on tapping the
letters whatever appear on
his screen of mind.
The way he was writing commas,
it seems that
he was about to empty his brain,
he was about to bring out his pain.
The girl having a pupil
fully filled with curiosity
Has holding a patience
On her folded fingers.
And he stopped.
And he finished.
For a bit, he scrolled over his sentences.
For a bit, he ran all over through spaces.
And he decided.
Selected whole text,
and pressed 'backspace' !
She'd seen a 'last seen at' under his name.
He wanted to.
But he couldn't. Kept phone on desk.
But she smiled.
Because she knows
he'll tell one day.
He has to tell.
And she closed her eyes to sleep.
And she breathes feeling to deep.
Because
The feeling of
waiting for something or someone
Is the most pleasant
Feeling among all.

- Jaimeen
#review #jaimeen #poetry

I already knew that I was different that my body isn't made for the crowd that my mind belongs underneath oceans that my name isn't worth remembering that my heart belongs to no one.
I already knew that there's a chance that I would live alone, agonize alone, cry alone, die alone but that doesn't make me feel lonely.
I think what would make feel lonely is to have someone, just because I'm afraid to walk further all by myself.
I don't want something that is not genuine.
I don't want to give something that is not genuine.
#review

If I were you

I wonder how life would have been,
Maybe a little easier and a lot better

With gentle reminders of not being ashamed
Of what you are , what you seek, how high can be one's peak, we would have lived not in fragments but in peace

When dazzling lights would have  led you to dark
When beings alive would have left you dead inside

You and I, we would have been to mountains,
With weeds outgrown and daffodils whistling,
"To not care, to not care, we live once "
And we would have repeated behind chasing the wind and unseen heights ,
"Oh!, to not care,to not care, we come to you, we come to you, up here shy, no eye may see us live, see us breath"

Then when a sweetheart butterfly would have kissed our cheeks , with joy , with joy,a goodbye we would have waved,
to again live in fragments till to live in peace .

If I were you,
I wonder how life would have been..
Would have been

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#sillypoerty

Honesty for one, behold my love.

I'll come in your dreams,

For every night that I'm gone.

Honesty for one,

Behold my

Love.

#review #noob #prose

Author's note: This might not make sense because: There's a song that I only remember by the deep voice of the singer, the melody and the vague-not-so-understood lyrics.

These are the words that match that voice and my feelings. And obviously not the exact lyrics.

#poem
#aarushi
#review
"You're useless...
Hate you...."

I reviewed the day in my mind,
I didn't hurt anyone,
then what did I do to hear this,
why am I always the one?

When you say this, I smile,
pretend that I don't care,
but shouldn't you realise,
there's a limit to how much one can bear?

When the room was empty,
I hugged my shawl and cried,
you gave the scar in a moment,
but it won't go that easily, right?

Everything became normal for you,
as if you never shredded my heart,
you became the whole once again,
and I the missing part.

As I cover my tears with an upbeat song,
screaming the lyrics and singing along,
you still sit in that room happily,
as my heart dies slowly.