Tipsy evening hazy nights
Morning sun seems so bright
Blended scotch worth every dime
Oh Ballantine my valentine
Slivery gleaming you shine
With you everything seems fine
Every person seems so nice
Doesn't matter if dumb or wise
Ugly face turns cutie
Every girl is great beauty
Blended scotch worth every dime
Oh Ballantine my valentine
#poetry #review #vy
Morning sun seems so bright
Blended scotch worth every dime
Oh Ballantine my valentine
Slivery gleaming you shine
With you everything seems fine
Every person seems so nice
Doesn't matter if dumb or wise
Ugly face turns cutie
Every girl is great beauty
Blended scotch worth every dime
Oh Ballantine my valentine
#poetry #review #vy
When Faith seduces
When Faith seduces--
We forsake our souls--
To listen to her beguiling whispers
Our brains-- buried in eternal oblivion--
Oh! She's such an enchantress--
The Prisoners-- in her "cave"--
Chained to the "shadow" of hope--
Our eyes locked in hers--
As she frees us to roam the world--
Some crave her whispers for eternity--
But some come out of deep slumber--
As an owl hoots at the mouth--
They forgo the endless pleasure--
Of her mystic body
#review #poetry #Sbh
When Faith seduces--
We forsake our souls--
To listen to her beguiling whispers
Our brains-- buried in eternal oblivion--
Oh! She's such an enchantress--
The Prisoners-- in her "cave"--
Chained to the "shadow" of hope--
Our eyes locked in hers--
As she frees us to roam the world--
Some crave her whispers for eternity--
But some come out of deep slumber--
As an owl hoots at the mouth--
They forgo the endless pleasure--
Of her mystic body
#review #poetry #Sbh
Original song credit - Billie Elish
🖤SCRIBBLED SCARS 🖤
I've been learning from you for sometime,
Can't stop reading the notes you wrote,
Kindling minds and spreading smiles,
Infinite verses written inside those,
Your Scribbled scars.
No fair,
You really know how to convey by words,
When you give me those verses so deep,
Terrifies me to very core,
I have never really dived so deep,
Diving deep into your Scribbled scars,
Those Scribbled scars.
I've been wondering through a worthless verse,
Can't stop thinking about your views so diverse,
Meticulous me made friends with pain,
He left me alone with a wound so deep,
And those Scribbled scars.
No fair,
You really know how to heal me,
When you give me those Scribbled scars,
Terrifies me to very core,
I have never really dived so deep.
Diving deep,
Into those Scribbled scars
~Nandini
🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹
#review
🖤SCRIBBLED SCARS 🖤
I've been learning from you for sometime,
Can't stop reading the notes you wrote,
Kindling minds and spreading smiles,
Infinite verses written inside those,
Your Scribbled scars.
No fair,
You really know how to convey by words,
When you give me those verses so deep,
Terrifies me to very core,
I have never really dived so deep,
Diving deep into your Scribbled scars,
Those Scribbled scars.
I've been wondering through a worthless verse,
Can't stop thinking about your views so diverse,
Meticulous me made friends with pain,
He left me alone with a wound so deep,
And those Scribbled scars.
No fair,
You really know how to heal me,
When you give me those Scribbled scars,
Terrifies me to very core,
I have never really dived so deep.
Diving deep,
Into those Scribbled scars
~Nandini
🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹🔹
#review
BRUISED
For if I told you that I love you
Anywhere but in my poetry
Coz I know my pen
Would Slip Away
And It would too
Give you the power to walk away
But no my dear
So for now I will write
For not manifesting my love
And never for denying it
I write implicit poetry
Words inside me that I burry
For I have mastered the art of concealing
Through experience, the techniques of disguising
Optical illusion overlaid on a lucid painting
The sourness in my eye
Veiled within a mimic smile
Lips dyed in radiant color so they occur
But a dull abstract as u look closer
I trusted once revealing my secret
But I ended up being its captive
A mistake unlocked a new aspect
And with silence I became adaptive
A weightless body floating between time & space
A glitch in a cosmos no gravity in my case
Murky blood from a ruptured spleen
A conversation in the dark with the monsters I’ve seen
Haunted by the spoken but never meant
A feign genesis from which I lack Kent
Devils resembling a facsimile saint
Words with their actions they never acquaint
Took a lesson from the repeated voice
To be stuck or to evolve is my choice
Fading in the past or living in the present
Cherishing the mistakes or frowning at the moment
So here am writing
With all I got embracing
Inscribing my pain with the ink from my heart
Palms bruised so I won’t fall apart
To the scheme of world to the pit of lie
I might be here but your deceits I won’t buy
So to infect me with your diseases
Please don’t try
Over losing this attitude
I would rather choose to die
As an authentic bruised version of me
Without a single manipulation there is to be
So for now again
I’ll let my fountain pen drain
And spill its blood out
On this half wrenched paper
And scribble the words for no doubt
And create an art ‘till the burning piece taper
And pierce my heart
And ache my head till its bursts
And till my lung stifle
And my hands go weak
And my eyes drench
And my ears bleed
And my nose drop
And my paper withers…
I will then drown out the wrapped
Into the ashbin
Until it soaks all the scrap
And then ask for something
That’s long gone into the dark iniquity
But lasts in my soul till the eternity.
#review #DB #poetry
For if I told you that I love you
Anywhere but in my poetry
Coz I know my pen
Would Slip Away
And It would too
Give you the power to walk away
But no my dear
So for now I will write
For not manifesting my love
And never for denying it
I write implicit poetry
Words inside me that I burry
For I have mastered the art of concealing
Through experience, the techniques of disguising
Optical illusion overlaid on a lucid painting
The sourness in my eye
Veiled within a mimic smile
Lips dyed in radiant color so they occur
But a dull abstract as u look closer
I trusted once revealing my secret
But I ended up being its captive
A mistake unlocked a new aspect
And with silence I became adaptive
A weightless body floating between time & space
A glitch in a cosmos no gravity in my case
Murky blood from a ruptured spleen
A conversation in the dark with the monsters I’ve seen
Haunted by the spoken but never meant
A feign genesis from which I lack Kent
Devils resembling a facsimile saint
Words with their actions they never acquaint
Took a lesson from the repeated voice
To be stuck or to evolve is my choice
Fading in the past or living in the present
Cherishing the mistakes or frowning at the moment
So here am writing
With all I got embracing
Inscribing my pain with the ink from my heart
Palms bruised so I won’t fall apart
To the scheme of world to the pit of lie
I might be here but your deceits I won’t buy
So to infect me with your diseases
Please don’t try
Over losing this attitude
I would rather choose to die
As an authentic bruised version of me
Without a single manipulation there is to be
So for now again
I’ll let my fountain pen drain
And spill its blood out
On this half wrenched paper
And scribble the words for no doubt
And create an art ‘till the burning piece taper
And pierce my heart
And ache my head till its bursts
And till my lung stifle
And my hands go weak
And my eyes drench
And my ears bleed
And my nose drop
And my paper withers…
I will then drown out the wrapped
Into the ashbin
Until it soaks all the scrap
And then ask for something
That’s long gone into the dark iniquity
But lasts in my soul till the eternity.
#review #DB #poetry
Page through that book
To get to the nooks
That inspires that hooks
Book that ticket
To fly to the skies
In that little skit
Nurture the child
That comes as a joke
In a sea of scary faces
Reminisce not the past
Just to wallow in the plug
That doesn't help your soul
Aid your growth
With nothing but seeds
To get your harvest
Dance not in pressure
For you are not them
You are you.
© Favody
#review #poem #write
To get to the nooks
That inspires that hooks
Book that ticket
To fly to the skies
In that little skit
Nurture the child
That comes as a joke
In a sea of scary faces
Reminisce not the past
Just to wallow in the plug
That doesn't help your soul
Aid your growth
With nothing but seeds
To get your harvest
Dance not in pressure
For you are not them
You are you.
© Favody
#review #poem #write
#review #asher
Title : Magician
Your eyelashes, your grace, your elegance, your fragrance.
In the earth or the cosmos, where were you, until now?
Your effect on me, your love so free, but you live across the sea.
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Hey! These aromatic gardens.
Hey! Behind your sealed lips.
Hey! Your euphonius voice.
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
In those sleepy nights, I stay awake.
In those lost memories, I stay asleep
Hmm, I wonder what should I say if I ever meet you
On your yes or no I can live or die, for you.
Do you also face such impatience?
Hey! You are like a wish unheard.
Hey! Sometimes you feel like...
Hey! Like a shade under the sun.
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
If you say I can take you to the stars.
With my moistened eyes I can kiss you.
I shall not make those dishonest and dramatic promises.
Our symbiotic desires shall make us content.
I hope these moments will never end.
Hey! There is like an instance
Hey! In my breath
Hey! Where you wander like a sparrow
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Title : Magician
Your eyelashes, your grace, your elegance, your fragrance.
In the earth or the cosmos, where were you, until now?
Your effect on me, your love so free, but you live across the sea.
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Hey! These aromatic gardens.
Hey! Behind your sealed lips.
Hey! Your euphonius voice.
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
In those sleepy nights, I stay awake.
In those lost memories, I stay asleep
Hmm, I wonder what should I say if I ever meet you
On your yes or no I can live or die, for you.
Do you also face such impatience?
Hey! You are like a wish unheard.
Hey! Sometimes you feel like...
Hey! Like a shade under the sun.
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
If you say I can take you to the stars.
With my moistened eyes I can kiss you.
I shall not make those dishonest and dramatic promises.
Our symbiotic desires shall make us content.
I hope these moments will never end.
Hey! There is like an instance
Hey! In my breath
Hey! Where you wander like a sparrow
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?
Sitting in middle of hundreds of strangers,
A hundred pair of eyes staring at me.
A hundred jokes,a hundred opinions,
Some bounding me some letting free.
My body feels like burning
I can't figure out what's the cause
Is it because of these hot sunrays
Or their piercing gaze finding my flaws
A hundred questions floating here
I don't know to whom they belong
Are these happy people the owner of them,
Or is it me questioning my ways for long.
My heart is filled to the brim with doubts
Am I doubting what's written in this book
Or am I doubting my own actions,
The things I shouldn't, and the ones I should.
My body is still as a stone cold statue
But there's a fearful rush inside my body
Is it the blood in my veins running
Or my soul sprinting on beats of Bohemian Rapsody.
Came here 'cause I needed some time,
To listen to the screams inside.
Now all these people have finally left,
Gifting me moments of insight
In this silence now to myself I'm talking,
And remembering all those memories I lived.
I know all those nights and all those years,
I myself am the one that I missed .
#review
#poetry
#mans
A hundred pair of eyes staring at me.
A hundred jokes,a hundred opinions,
Some bounding me some letting free.
My body feels like burning
I can't figure out what's the cause
Is it because of these hot sunrays
Or their piercing gaze finding my flaws
A hundred questions floating here
I don't know to whom they belong
Are these happy people the owner of them,
Or is it me questioning my ways for long.
My heart is filled to the brim with doubts
Am I doubting what's written in this book
Or am I doubting my own actions,
The things I shouldn't, and the ones I should.
My body is still as a stone cold statue
But there's a fearful rush inside my body
Is it the blood in my veins running
Or my soul sprinting on beats of Bohemian Rapsody.
Came here 'cause I needed some time,
To listen to the screams inside.
Now all these people have finally left,
Gifting me moments of insight
In this silence now to myself I'm talking,
And remembering all those memories I lived.
I know all those nights and all those years,
I myself am the one that I missed .
#review
#poetry
#mans
It has been told.
It is sin to love in this world
Rather Greater is to not love thyself
Ye have been warned
Be cautious !
Be careful !
For ye might not know when it happens
Long before ye realise it will flow in thy veins
Ye won't realise comrade ye will at greater risk of loosing thy happiness thy peace
Be cold !
Be indifferent!
For it will seep in thy heart
It will cloud thy mind
Be aware of human the evil
Don't fall for goodness
Don't fall for kindness
Let not the sweetness melt thy heart
Let not the smile be dependent on them
It has been told
It is sin to love in this world.
#review #poetry #vy
It is sin to love in this world
Rather Greater is to not love thyself
Ye have been warned
Be cautious !
Be careful !
For ye might not know when it happens
Long before ye realise it will flow in thy veins
Ye won't realise comrade ye will at greater risk of loosing thy happiness thy peace
Be cold !
Be indifferent!
For it will seep in thy heart
It will cloud thy mind
Be aware of human the evil
Don't fall for goodness
Don't fall for kindness
Let not the sweetness melt thy heart
Let not the smile be dependent on them
It has been told
It is sin to love in this world.
#review #poetry #vy
#aarushi
#poetry
#review Title: Someone you should know
I don't know who is reading this,
and what their feelings are right now,
but I'd like to introduce them,
to some people whom I know.
They are like the beautiful spring,
that makes the flowers of hope bloom,
even if they are sad themselves,
they alleviate their loved ones' gloom.
They protect their loved ones from pain,
like a mountain, standing proud and tall,
they might be broken themselves,
but they won't ever let others fall.
They always smile for their people,
only in a quiet room they will shed their tears,
they might be afraid of their own dreams,
but try to help others come out of their fears.
They might not be sure about themselves,
if they will ever do anything right,
but if someone tries to hurt their loved ones,
they won't give up without a good fight.
They are like the perinneal rivers,
having the power to both destroy and nurture,
the past is a bygone for them,
they focus their energy on the future.
Curious about who "they" are here?
It's you, yes, everyone reading this right now,
please know that you are precious,
unleash yourselves and make the world go wow!
#poetry
#review Title: Someone you should know
I don't know who is reading this,
and what their feelings are right now,
but I'd like to introduce them,
to some people whom I know.
They are like the beautiful spring,
that makes the flowers of hope bloom,
even if they are sad themselves,
they alleviate their loved ones' gloom.
They protect their loved ones from pain,
like a mountain, standing proud and tall,
they might be broken themselves,
but they won't ever let others fall.
They always smile for their people,
only in a quiet room they will shed their tears,
they might be afraid of their own dreams,
but try to help others come out of their fears.
They might not be sure about themselves,
if they will ever do anything right,
but if someone tries to hurt their loved ones,
they won't give up without a good fight.
They are like the perinneal rivers,
having the power to both destroy and nurture,
the past is a bygone for them,
they focus their energy on the future.
Curious about who "they" are here?
It's you, yes, everyone reading this right now,
please know that you are precious,
unleash yourselves and make the world go wow!
Beautiful is the 'life'
Replenished with money
Well! wanna live a happy life?
EARN MONEY
Want friendship?
EARN MONEY
Want respect?
EARN MONEY
Want anything?
The main thing that you need is money.
#review #moneymatters
Replenished with money
Well! wanna live a happy life?
EARN MONEY
Want friendship?
EARN MONEY
Want respect?
EARN MONEY
Want anything?
The main thing that you need is money.
Yes. Money only
Coz, Now Money's value has increased to buy friends and family too
The world is running behind MONEY. Somehow we too running behind it. The respect shown to a poor boy and a rich boy is different. Change your attitude. It's just a paper. But it's ruling the world. Remember everyone as a human and see their love inside. Respect everyone as a person, not as money. Don't treat them by seeing their money.#review #moneymatters
MADE A WE
Something did changed,
Within me a lot had changed.
Within you as well, things had changed,
And in a moment we both changed!
For better or for worse,
For richer or for poorer,
For sickness or in health,
For happier or for sadder,
We were going to get hitched!
"Holding on" was never me,
Until I met you and "made a we".
I never would chase and wait,
Until my heart realised you are my mate.
Alas, everything has changed!
So I am waiting right here,
For you're the apple of my eye dear.
Trust me, I won't change a thing,
Because you are my everything.
And if I have to do it all over again,
I will, without thinking this was in vain.
Just promise me that you will be mine,
Even if it means that we meet at 29.
Because "holding on" was never me,
Until I held you, and "made a we".
#review
Something did changed,
Within me a lot had changed.
Within you as well, things had changed,
And in a moment we both changed!
For better or for worse,
For richer or for poorer,
For sickness or in health,
For happier or for sadder,
We were going to get hitched!
"Holding on" was never me,
Until I met you and "made a we".
I never would chase and wait,
Until my heart realised you are my mate.
Alas, everything has changed!
So I am waiting right here,
For you're the apple of my eye dear.
Trust me, I won't change a thing,
Because you are my everything.
And if I have to do it all over again,
I will, without thinking this was in vain.
Just promise me that you will be mine,
Even if it means that we meet at 29.
Because "holding on" was never me,
Until I held you, and "made a we".
#review
Winter Breeze
There's a wind blowing
Blowing things out of proportion
My thoughts, stuck
As the world spirals.
My soul gets cold
From the unwanted thoughts
Sights of anxiety creep in
And my soul is lost.
My heart gets hit
By this ball of ice called heartbreak
And I begin to think
"what could have been".
This winter breeze in me
Uncontrollable and strong
But somehow I still have hope
Sunshine and puppies with a tomorrow that marks summer
#review
#Nosii
There's a wind blowing
Blowing things out of proportion
My thoughts, stuck
As the world spirals.
My soul gets cold
From the unwanted thoughts
Sights of anxiety creep in
And my soul is lost.
My heart gets hit
By this ball of ice called heartbreak
And I begin to think
"what could have been".
This winter breeze in me
Uncontrollable and strong
But somehow I still have hope
Sunshine and puppies with a tomorrow that marks summer
#review
#Nosii
#review
#iwritesometimes
The world wanted to tear them apart,
And they tried it with all their might,
But the bravest thing the two did,
Was hold on to each other's tight !
#iwritesometimes
The world wanted to tear them apart,
And they tried it with all their might,
But the bravest thing the two did,
Was hold on to each other's tight !
My 343 poems,
1. Here and there,
Neurons buzzing in brain,
Guess brain's dead.
2. I counted you,
I counted on you,
I was mistaken.
3. Found you here,
Wrote you on paper,
Burned that there.
4. Today, writer fell,
For words, never written,
Thus, poet reborn.
#review
#nandini_thakar
1. Here and there,
Neurons buzzing in brain,
Guess brain's dead.
2. I counted you,
I counted on you,
I was mistaken.
3. Found you here,
Wrote you on paper,
Burned that there.
4. Today, writer fell,
For words, never written,
Thus, poet reborn.
#review
#nandini_thakar
Dreams
Everyone has Dreams,
Their own Dreams.
Some Small Dreams,
And Yes, Big ones too.
In which,
Most of them can be achieved,
But a few can't be.
Work, Responsibility,
And thus, Anxiety.
In Consequence,
Some dreams remains
As Fantasies only.
So, must remember.
Dreaming isn't important,
But to achieve them, is.
#review #writrr #poetry
Everyone has Dreams,
Their own Dreams.
Some Small Dreams,
And Yes, Big ones too.
In which,
Most of them can be achieved,
But a few can't be.
Work, Responsibility,
And thus, Anxiety.
In Consequence,
Some dreams remains
As Fantasies only.
So, must remember.
Dreaming isn't important,
But to achieve them, is.
#review #writrr #poetry