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
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.
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.
#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
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
{Short story}
13/jan/2018
#review #asthir #shortstory
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
"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
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
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
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
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
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
#writeup
Paper. Paper runs the world. Paper has got the world crazy.
But, in fact, it really, is just paper.
World sustains not based on paper, but on mutual harmony. Comfort is achieved not by paper, but as today’s fruit of yesterday’s virtues.
Take good note of it on a beautiful paper, treating paper for what it is.
#review #fistertrompy
Paper. Paper runs the world. Paper has got the world crazy.
But, in fact, it really, is just paper.
World sustains not based on paper, but on mutual harmony. Comfort is achieved not by paper, but as today’s fruit of yesterday’s virtues.
Take good note of it on a beautiful paper, treating paper for what it is.
#review #fistertrompy
I saw u like the droplets of rain,
Falling from high above,
Getting condensed on my window pane,
And within a while evaporating to vanish again.
I saw u like the rapid oceanic tides,
Whacking against the seashore,
I saw u like the majestic waterfalls,
Striking against the river's floor.
I saw u like the fireflies,
Glimmering & dancing in my lawn.
I saw u like the blood red Sun,
Wiping off the darkness at the crack of dawn.
#review #San #poetry
Falling from high above,
Getting condensed on my window pane,
And within a while evaporating to vanish again.
I saw u like the rapid oceanic tides,
Whacking against the seashore,
I saw u like the majestic waterfalls,
Striking against the river's floor.
I saw u like the fireflies,
Glimmering & dancing in my lawn.
I saw u like the blood red Sun,
Wiping off the darkness at the crack of dawn.
#review #San #poetry
Dance
I dance
My feet, they move
Like water
Flowing down the Nile river
It's gentle grace
Look how it takes
These light steps
I try to make
Fully focused,
I move across the tile
These tiny toes of mine
Oh, how they twirl
My dress, as it lifts
And my rhythm
It drifts
As I dance in a way
Like the wind
One that blows
And makes the leaves sway.
-TheHealingSoul
#poetry #review
I dance
My feet, they move
Like water
Flowing down the Nile river
It's gentle grace
Look how it takes
These light steps
I try to make
Fully focused,
I move across the tile
These tiny toes of mine
Oh, how they twirl
My dress, as it lifts
And my rhythm
It drifts
As I dance in a way
Like the wind
One that blows
And makes the leaves sway.
-TheHealingSoul
#poetry #review
Night 🌒
When the whole world is silent
And the moon shines in its darkness,
Emptiness fills the sky
And emotions in the heart.
The clouds starts to collide
And the stars align,
Making way for new dreams
And renewed hopes.
The breeze breathe peace
And certainty for comfort.
The rebuild is complete
And a new circle has just begun.
#Review #shortpoem #Oba
When the whole world is silent
And the moon shines in its darkness,
Emptiness fills the sky
And emotions in the heart.
The clouds starts to collide
And the stars align,
Making way for new dreams
And renewed hopes.
The breeze breathe peace
And certainty for comfort.
The rebuild is complete
And a new circle has just begun.
#Review #shortpoem #Oba
THE ANGEL WHICH BRIGHTENED UP A LIFE OF A DARK SOUL:
And there i saw her standing alone . Her eyes were searching for something or someone . I wish i could be that someone . Suddenly i felt her eyes on me . She slowly walked towards me in the lights of darkness where she was like a moonlight to me in my darkness.
As she approached me my heart was pumping very high.As she came as angel and showered the lights and brightened up my life, as she was looking and searching for my smile which i losted in the darkness.
She was so perfect in my favorite colour blue and black denim. I was stunned at that moment .And then she just gave me one of her beautiful smile at me and said keep this safely because this smile completes you dear. I couldn't utter a word and i was madly admiring her, and kept on seeing her and i was like oh my god such an beautiful angel she is.
~uchit(word's of scribbler)
#review #short poem #uc
And there i saw her standing alone . Her eyes were searching for something or someone . I wish i could be that someone . Suddenly i felt her eyes on me . She slowly walked towards me in the lights of darkness where she was like a moonlight to me in my darkness.
As she approached me my heart was pumping very high.As she came as angel and showered the lights and brightened up my life, as she was looking and searching for my smile which i losted in the darkness.
She was so perfect in my favorite colour blue and black denim. I was stunned at that moment .And then she just gave me one of her beautiful smile at me and said keep this safely because this smile completes you dear. I couldn't utter a word and i was madly admiring her, and kept on seeing her and i was like oh my god such an beautiful angel she is.
~uchit(word's of scribbler)
#review #short poem #uc
Him:
You said you'll have my back,
and I thought it was true,
But only my shadow is behind me,
Where on earth are you?
Her:
Maybe you can't see me,
But I'll have your back always.
I'm with you in your heart forever,
Shadows only stay there in days.
(I wrote the female part of it,found the other half on pinterest)
#review
#mabs
You said you'll have my back,
and I thought it was true,
But only my shadow is behind me,
Where on earth are you?
Her:
Maybe you can't see me,
But I'll have your back always.
I'm with you in your heart forever,
Shadows only stay there in days.
(I wrote the female part of it,found the other half on pinterest)
#review
#mabs
Him:
You said you'll have my back,
and I thought it was true,
But only my shadow is behind me,
Where on earth are you?
Her:
Maybe you can't see me,
But I'll have your back always.
I'm with you in your heart forever,
Shadows only stay there in days.
(I wrote the female part of it,found the other half on pinterest)
#review
#mans
You said you'll have my back,
and I thought it was true,
But only my shadow is behind me,
Where on earth are you?
Her:
Maybe you can't see me,
But I'll have your back always.
I'm with you in your heart forever,
Shadows only stay there in days.
(I wrote the female part of it,found the other half on pinterest)
#review
#mans
LGBTQ
"Unlike poles attract.
Like poles repel."
Though practically true
but it's not the concept of life as well!
Some men love men.
Some women love women.
Strange, isn't it?
Now think deeply,
"What if there were no bodies
of skin and flesh?"
The word 'gender'
wouldn't be in existence!
No restriction to have
inclination for anyone!
This is what genuine love is.
Love is blind.
Indeed, it is!
Blind enough not to see the gender
of the heart!
Unfortunately, our society doesn't appreciate
this way of loving!
Our society degrades the unique hearts
that beat differently.
Some beautiful souls
in confused bodies
feel embarrassed to accept themselves
because we as a society of humans
fail to understand humans..!!
We classify the human race
as men and women.
What about those
who are blessed to be both?
We make their life pathetic
but actually we should be empathetic!
Their presence is a blessing
and not something disgusting!
They are not the curse to society
but ignorance is a curse!
Educating the society
before forcing their acceptance
is necessary!
#review
"Unlike poles attract.
Like poles repel."
Though practically true
but it's not the concept of life as well!
Some men love men.
Some women love women.
Strange, isn't it?
Now think deeply,
"What if there were no bodies
of skin and flesh?"
The word 'gender'
wouldn't be in existence!
No restriction to have
inclination for anyone!
This is what genuine love is.
Love is blind.
Indeed, it is!
Blind enough not to see the gender
of the heart!
Unfortunately, our society doesn't appreciate
this way of loving!
Our society degrades the unique hearts
that beat differently.
Some beautiful souls
in confused bodies
feel embarrassed to accept themselves
because we as a society of humans
fail to understand humans..!!
We classify the human race
as men and women.
What about those
who are blessed to be both?
We make their life pathetic
but actually we should be empathetic!
Their presence is a blessing
and not something disgusting!
They are not the curse to society
but ignorance is a curse!
Educating the society
before forcing their acceptance
is necessary!
#review