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

#review #poetry

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.


#review #asthir #poetry

{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

#review
#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.

{Short story}

13/jan/2018

It was supposed to be a normal day,

I was supposed to wake up,

Watch my reflection in mirror,

Question life and live like nothing,

As i was combing my hairs, i was questioning my reality,

As i was trying to smile at my dad's morning jokes,

I was questioning myself.

Started walking towards my bus stop for school bus,

As i come near and near,

The fear of new school new people ,

Started tearing me apart,

When i arrived at the stop,

There she was standing,

Long black hairs,

Turned into ponytail,

Pink hair band, school uniform, no lipstick, no eyeliner, just a mark of kaajal on her neck to save her from other people's eyes,

All the lies,

My heart told me that day…

It happend…

Love happend

For 1 year i never said anything to her,

We changed schools,

And i still question myself today.

What if?

What if ive told her,

That she had a mark on her neck, due to the pen she was holding in her right hand with a black ring.

What would've happend?.

#review #asthir #shortstory

#quote

Whatever you do, do it to realise a higher state of bliss in you yet.

#review #fistertrompy

{Short story}

13/jan/2018

It was supposed to be a normal day,

I was supposed to wake up,

Watch my reflection in mirror,

Question life and live like nothing,

As i was combing my hairs, i was questioning my reality,

As i was trying to smile at my dad's morning jokes,

I was questioning myself.

Started walking towards my bus stop for school bus,

As i come near and near,

The fear of new school new people ,

Started tearing me apart,

When i arrived at the stop,

There she was standing,

Long black hairs,

Turned into ponytail,

Pink hair band, school uniform, no lipstick, no eyeliner, just a mark of kaajal on her neck to save her from other people's eyes,

All the lies,

My heart told me that day…

It happend…

Love happend

For 1 year i never said anything to her,

We changed schools,

And i still question myself today.

What if?

What if ive told her,

That she had a mark on her neck, due to the pen she was holding in her right hand with a black ring.

What would've happend?.

#review #asthir #shortstory

#review

"Vikas, you seem distracted and sleepy in class today. What happened?"

"Oh yaar, the AC wasn't working properly last night"

The bruises on his back and arms,
fresh from last night,
hurt whenever he moved.

#microtale #ranjiwrites

Euphoria

You stay in my head
Always running
Like a faucet,
It keeps coming
The thought of you
Fills my heart
With a pleasant ness
One that makes my breath
Come up with unease
As my soul, it radiates
All the warmth
And I try to satiate
This feeling
Of hope,
Oh how I wish to be
With you, I will forever
Feel free.
This euphoria
It's my symphony.

-TheHealingSoul

#poetry #love #review

#shortwriting

More than relations and mutual trust, paper is being loved.

That is the summary of the root-cause of all the tragedy in the world.

रिश्तों अौर अपसी समझ से अधिक, कागज़ प्यारा हो गया।

ये जो कहा, वह संसार की दुर्दशा का मूल कारण कह दिया।

#review #fistertrompy

*Perhaps my soul is dark*

I am drawn into your world
That you so darkly carved
With your emptiness
Perhaps my soul is dark
Perhaps I like black holes
Perhaps I hope to emerge
On the other side as bright
As a brilliant.radiant star
That lights up a million worlds
Im sorry Jasmine
I am drawn to your dark nudity
The poverty of your humanity
Perhaps my soul is dark
Perhaps I like the thorns better
Than the roses and the fragrance
Of blood better than jasmine
Perhaps I want to break through
The darkest night pouring into
A zig zillion shards of light
silently making a new dawn


#review, #RC, #Everyone, #poetry

And when the sky birthed clouds
Over horizon until reached the sun
A waterfall she cried
To swirl with moon , her mere desire

#review

Title - 7 things survived the fire

The things which survived the fire
Are the ones I love the most
It is all smoke around me
And it feels like I'm a ghost

There was this dried rose flower
You gave me when we were out the first time
The look at the face of that flower girl
She was confused and giggled like a wind chime

Then the book on the table
I use to read when you behaved like a child
You use to make faces because you never liked it
My house is burning but I still smiled.

Then your loose t-shirt on a hanger
The one which was your favorite and you never wear
It feels more comfortable with every wash
And now I can smell the fire in the air

Then there was this empty fish tank
The one in which Phoebe used to swim
It's empty now after she died
Now the daylight outside is dim

Then the white locket of mine
The one which has my name over it
I always wore it but I don't anymore,
The oxygen is low and it feels like I should quit

Then the empty photo frame
Which used to have a picture of you
I have all the thing in my hand now
And I'm on the floor with them too

Now I hear sirens and people shouting
And devils picked me up wearing red attire
Now I'm in the hospital bed alone in the room
And people outside are saying that 7 Things survived the fire.

#review #vishal #poetry