Met a pretty boy in the dark,
Bright eyes and a calm smile,
He held my hand, I held my breath,
And lit up an infinity in awhile.
@IWRITESOMTIMES
#review
#poetry
#mans
Bright eyes and a calm smile,
He held my hand, I held my breath,
And lit up an infinity in awhile.
@IWRITESOMTIMES
#review
#poetry
#mans
"The Goose Girl"
'Acne, Acne and Blemishes',
They call her names all the time,
But when she looks deep within her,
She just can't understand why,
She looks into the mirror,
And wants different color hair,
Then frowns at her reflection,
Wishing no marks were ever there,
She throws the mirror down,
Can't look into it anymore,
Then stares at a piece of glass,
Sitting on the cold bathroom floor
I hope they'll beg for forgiveness,
For the glass left on her floor,
And for thinking that a woman's beauty,
Is defined by so much more
I hope she finds someone,
Who'd tell her what scars really meant,
And would kiss every scar off her body,
Followed by a series a compliments!
#review
#iwritesometimes
#acnelina
'Acne, Acne and Blemishes',
They call her names all the time,
But when she looks deep within her,
She just can't understand why,
She looks into the mirror,
And wants different color hair,
Then frowns at her reflection,
Wishing no marks were ever there,
She throws the mirror down,
Can't look into it anymore,
Then stares at a piece of glass,
Sitting on the cold bathroom floor
I hope they'll beg for forgiveness,
For the glass left on her floor,
And for thinking that a woman's beauty,
Is defined by so much more
I hope she finds someone,
Who'd tell her what scars really meant,
And would kiss every scar off her body,
Followed by a series a compliments!
~IWRITESOMETIMES :)#review
#iwritesometimes
#acnelina
Moth
Like a moth I breath only to come out
from a greased exhaust fan
into the life of flowers of trees
My life is a struggle to escape
from the four walls of ugly world
to the world yonder with no ends
I can't eat these oils anymore
stuck to the ceilings from soot
I want leaves to grow for me
from the womb of existence itself
I want to die over some soil
covered with petals and dew.
#za #poetry #thoughts #review
Like a moth I breath only to come out
from a greased exhaust fan
into the life of flowers of trees
My life is a struggle to escape
from the four walls of ugly world
to the world yonder with no ends
I can't eat these oils anymore
stuck to the ceilings from soot
I want leaves to grow for me
from the womb of existence itself
I want to die over some soil
covered with petals and dew.
#za #poetry #thoughts #review
#review
#iwritesometimes
#poem
You are like a kaleidoscope,
With beautiful colors and hue,
And When it's white light ebmraces your face,
Even the sun starts dancing too
~iwritesometimes | @Mansibajaj
#iwritesometimes
#poem
You are like a kaleidoscope,
With beautiful colors and hue,
And When it's white light ebmraces your face,
Even the sun starts dancing too
~iwritesometimes | @Mansibajaj
My love is strong whiskey
My love is spray cheese
My love is hard knock
My love is occupancy
My love is war
My love is your pain
My love is your tone
My love is your nightmare
My love is more than your fear
My love is more than your mother
My love is beautiful and
It smiles like a lunatic
Freshly registered in the psychiatric
My love smells fresh like
Orange juice, sweet to the taste
And sour like squeezed grape fruit
My love is rooted with
Few branches
For you and me.
#poetry #review #AR
My love is spray cheese
My love is hard knock
My love is occupancy
My love is war
My love is your pain
My love is your tone
My love is your nightmare
My love is more than your fear
My love is more than your mother
My love is beautiful and
It smiles like a lunatic
Freshly registered in the psychiatric
My love smells fresh like
Orange juice, sweet to the taste
And sour like squeezed grape fruit
My love is rooted with
Few branches
For you and me.
#poetry #review #AR
She maneuvers arduous all day,
She cooks and vigilance for the family,
She nurtures her juveniles,
She fulfills everyone foremost,
Then she dines,
She is a selfless mama,
She is also a good daughter,
She is eternal with her companion in kith and kin of vitality,
She invariably endures everything,
She renunciations everything for the clan,
It is said "God cant take vigilance of all humans, he cultivated mothers"
Oh lord, what an amazing souvenir,
Oh lord, bless our mothers with promising essence,
Oh lord, we thank you for the bounty
Perpetually virtue your "mother"
Not everyone is honored to have "Mom"
She fetches me from all crises,
She is a good mama and true pal,
She compels me "smile" when im sad,
"Mom" cant be depicted in words!
#poetry #review #ae
Happy women's day
She cooks and vigilance for the family,
She nurtures her juveniles,
She fulfills everyone foremost,
Then she dines,
She is a selfless mama,
She is also a good daughter,
She is eternal with her companion in kith and kin of vitality,
She invariably endures everything,
She renunciations everything for the clan,
It is said "God cant take vigilance of all humans, he cultivated mothers"
Oh lord, what an amazing souvenir,
Oh lord, bless our mothers with promising essence,
Oh lord, we thank you for the bounty
Perpetually virtue your "mother"
Not everyone is honored to have "Mom"
She fetches me from all crises,
She is a good mama and true pal,
She compels me "smile" when im sad,
"Mom" cant be depicted in words!
#poetry #review #ae
Happy women's day
A Time Travelers’ memoir
#poetry #review #Abhijit
Transcending time and space,
I see past, present and the future.
I saw the evolution of humans,
And from humans to a social creature.
The past is rather an untold story.
From microorganism to man,
From man to his thirst of glory.
The story reveals the uncertainty,
Which eventually becomes a tragedy.
Tragedy has many faces to show
War, holocaust and much more
As the screams of the dying reach its crescendo
But truth is that the social creature never learns
It becomes death itself and its own destruction
Even screams cannot make it slightly discern
Future is what I most fear,
It’s the future I never see clear.
It changes from time to time,
I see heaven and hell all in one,
Lost to the existence of its own paradigm.
Present is like a thread of strings,
With each second, changes make a swing,
Its like birds flying with torn wings.
Still present is what holds the future.
It still holds hope.
Its still gives Mankind its last chance,
Like a falling mountaineer grabbing its rope.
#poetry #review #Abhijit
Transcending time and space,
I see past, present and the future.
I saw the evolution of humans,
And from humans to a social creature.
The past is rather an untold story.
From microorganism to man,
From man to his thirst of glory.
The story reveals the uncertainty,
Which eventually becomes a tragedy.
Tragedy has many faces to show
War, holocaust and much more
As the screams of the dying reach its crescendo
But truth is that the social creature never learns
It becomes death itself and its own destruction
Even screams cannot make it slightly discern
Future is what I most fear,
It’s the future I never see clear.
It changes from time to time,
I see heaven and hell all in one,
Lost to the existence of its own paradigm.
Present is like a thread of strings,
With each second, changes make a swing,
Its like birds flying with torn wings.
Still present is what holds the future.
It still holds hope.
Its still gives Mankind its last chance,
Like a falling mountaineer grabbing its rope.
#poetry #Angela #review
Why love?
Swimming in the pool of pain
Drown by lustful desire
Fed with
Lies and fake promises
Singing stupid excuses
Strips me naked before him
Satisfies himself with no bill
Do the same to a girly in my absent
Why love?
Pecks me in pretence
Trying to make it known he really cares
his arms round my waist
Kissing and dangling with my hair
Convincing my thoughts with romantic touches.
Why love?
When all that comes after is pain.
Why love?
Swimming in the pool of pain
Drown by lustful desire
Fed with
Lies and fake promises
Singing stupid excuses
Strips me naked before him
Satisfies himself with no bill
Do the same to a girly in my absent
Why love?
Pecks me in pretence
Trying to make it known he really cares
his arms round my waist
Kissing and dangling with my hair
Convincing my thoughts with romantic touches.
Why love?
When all that comes after is pain.
#poetry #review
The Rebel
When everybody has short hair,
The rebel lets his hair grow long.
When everybody has long hair,
The rebel cuts his hair short.
When everybody talks during the lesson,
The rebel doesn’t say a word.
When nobody talks during the lesson,
The rebel creates a disturbance.
When everybody wears a uniform,
The rebel dresses in fantastic clothes.
When everybody wears fantastic clothes,
The rebel dresses soberly.
In the company of dog lovers,
The rebel expresses a preference for cats.
In the company of cat lovers,
The rebel puts in a good word for dogs.
When everybody is praising the sun,
The rebel remarks on the need for rain.
When everybody is greeting the rain,
The rebel regrets the absence of sun.
When everybody goes to the meeting,
The rebel stays at home and reads a book.
When everybody stays at home and reads a book,
The rebel goes to the meeting.
When everybody says, Yes please,
The rebel says, No thank you.
When everybody says, No thank you,
The rebel says, Yes please.
It is very good that we have rebels.
You may not find it very good to be one.
D. J. Enright
The Rebel
When everybody has short hair,
The rebel lets his hair grow long.
When everybody has long hair,
The rebel cuts his hair short.
When everybody talks during the lesson,
The rebel doesn’t say a word.
When nobody talks during the lesson,
The rebel creates a disturbance.
When everybody wears a uniform,
The rebel dresses in fantastic clothes.
When everybody wears fantastic clothes,
The rebel dresses soberly.
In the company of dog lovers,
The rebel expresses a preference for cats.
In the company of cat lovers,
The rebel puts in a good word for dogs.
When everybody is praising the sun,
The rebel remarks on the need for rain.
When everybody is greeting the rain,
The rebel regrets the absence of sun.
When everybody goes to the meeting,
The rebel stays at home and reads a book.
When everybody stays at home and reads a book,
The rebel goes to the meeting.
When everybody says, Yes please,
The rebel says, No thank you.
When everybody says, No thank you,
The rebel says, Yes please.
It is very good that we have rebels.
You may not find it very good to be one.
D. J. Enright
#poetry #review
My Angela
My Angela
I've failed you
I know I have
If only I can
Then I wouldn't have hesitate
Why me? You asked
I couldn't give an answer
Everything looks blur
I watched you weep sorrowfully
There was nothing I could do
"Oh Lord give me the grace to help my dear Angela"
I pray
Help me please!!
You screamed in anguish
I wish I could, my dear Angela.
My Angela
I had a dream
I saw you in my dream
Clothed with a royal dress
Looking like a beautiful bride
Shining bright like the early morning sunrise
I saw you
Soaring high
High above the hills
High above the eagles
They stoop to watch you conquer
They stoop to watch you excel
My Angela
You're fearfully
and wonderfully made
Cry not for thy tears
Had been replaced,
I pray.
My Angela
My Angela
I've failed you
I know I have
If only I can
Then I wouldn't have hesitate
Why me? You asked
I couldn't give an answer
Everything looks blur
I watched you weep sorrowfully
There was nothing I could do
"Oh Lord give me the grace to help my dear Angela"
I pray
Help me please!!
You screamed in anguish
I wish I could, my dear Angela.
My Angela
I had a dream
I saw you in my dream
Clothed with a royal dress
Looking like a beautiful bride
Shining bright like the early morning sunrise
I saw you
Soaring high
High above the hills
High above the eagles
They stoop to watch you conquer
They stoop to watch you excel
My Angela
You're fearfully
and wonderfully made
Cry not for thy tears
Had been replaced,
I pray.
#review #poetry #Einstestine
Loving a lie too much
Hating to deny so much
The Builded madness, unraveled the path
The Builded hatred, bring forth the wrath
A short lived journey
like an empty Hourglass sand
A melancholy start and an abrupt end
Loving a lie too much
Hating to deny so much
The Builded madness, unraveled the path
The Builded hatred, bring forth the wrath
A short lived journey
like an empty Hourglass sand
A melancholy start and an abrupt end
#review
𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅,𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. ✨️🧡
𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅,𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. ✨️🧡
Part 2
I wiped out my tears, kissed the wetted rug and received the call. He started shoutin in anger, I was silently listenin to his complaints and sorrows then after awhile he paused (as he realized he said alot). I left the prayer rug lyin there on the ground, went to bed and asked him for his dismay and he began to cry. Ya Allah! His wailin's sounded the same as of the one who just finished weepin and received the phone call. He wept awfully and I urged him to calm down. After sometime he was back to normal and accepted that he was wrong (or maybe even regret it) and we both exchanged apologies. It was so Peaceful and full of pleasure that we were both smilin again. I.was proud of myself that today i discovered the universal secret, the divine and meanwhile The Woman Of The DarkLand who can climb every mointain and cross every ocean just to fix what she's broken. Durin our conversation he mentioned that he's to leave for the England in next 2 weeks. Ah! As if a viper stung me but then again the woman inside me spoke out He's to go and achieve his every dream and only then he'll come back in order to stay forever. She continued by sayin that you've to wait wholeheartedly on tiptoes for the longest of the lifetimes and then you'll be payed off. Suddenly I realized she's right, love ain't supposed to be the reason of death of someone's beloved's dream (no matter what sorta love it is, besides it's true). Love aint stoppin him to chase his destiny, it's to let him go and pray for his safe return along with his dream turnt into reality. So I told him he must go and keep this charmin smile always on his face. We talked for 2 hour I think and then we both started feelin sleepy. After so long I heard "love you, take care " from himni felt blessed. At the end he said do call me early in the mornin and I switched off my phone and both of us fell asleep in peace. And I'm sure it was after a week that we were sleepin peabefully. In the mornin I woke up and 1st thing I remembered is that I have to call him. I could barely remember what happened to me last night (or maybe to both of us). I phoned him he received the call and his sweet voice made my day. We began to talk more comfortablely than the last night and were feelin much better. Again a point came where the word "Seperation was used, as he's to leave soon. I wanted to confess that it kills me to remind myself that he'll be off for 5 -6 years but then a sudden joy plunges into my soul and dances sayin "Prayer is a hope that knows no end and my Lord is the one who loves Patience". I promised him we'll meet one last time before he flies off. Albeit he didn't say much about how he'll feel in the distant lands but I could hear him sayin I miss my land and the woman of this darkland. The conversation lasted for an hour until he said I wanna sleep for another hour. We again said sincerely goodbye to each other and cut the call. It was 8:30 and I placed my phone on the cushion beside me and stood up in a fresh mood. As I was tyin my hair my eyes fell on the prayer rug. What a beautiful moment my God! I took the cloak that was on my bed, wrapped it around my body and sat on the prayer rug. It was still slightly wet and the airs flooded with perfumes of the woman of the DarkLand and her beloved one. "Alhumdulillah-i-rabbil-Aalamin!" it was all I can utter in His greatness.
#review #poetry #she #love
I wiped out my tears, kissed the wetted rug and received the call. He started shoutin in anger, I was silently listenin to his complaints and sorrows then after awhile he paused (as he realized he said alot). I left the prayer rug lyin there on the ground, went to bed and asked him for his dismay and he began to cry. Ya Allah! His wailin's sounded the same as of the one who just finished weepin and received the phone call. He wept awfully and I urged him to calm down. After sometime he was back to normal and accepted that he was wrong (or maybe even regret it) and we both exchanged apologies. It was so Peaceful and full of pleasure that we were both smilin again. I.was proud of myself that today i discovered the universal secret, the divine and meanwhile The Woman Of The DarkLand who can climb every mointain and cross every ocean just to fix what she's broken. Durin our conversation he mentioned that he's to leave for the England in next 2 weeks. Ah! As if a viper stung me but then again the woman inside me spoke out He's to go and achieve his every dream and only then he'll come back in order to stay forever. She continued by sayin that you've to wait wholeheartedly on tiptoes for the longest of the lifetimes and then you'll be payed off. Suddenly I realized she's right, love ain't supposed to be the reason of death of someone's beloved's dream (no matter what sorta love it is, besides it's true). Love aint stoppin him to chase his destiny, it's to let him go and pray for his safe return along with his dream turnt into reality. So I told him he must go and keep this charmin smile always on his face. We talked for 2 hour I think and then we both started feelin sleepy. After so long I heard "love you, take care " from himni felt blessed. At the end he said do call me early in the mornin and I switched off my phone and both of us fell asleep in peace. And I'm sure it was after a week that we were sleepin peabefully. In the mornin I woke up and 1st thing I remembered is that I have to call him. I could barely remember what happened to me last night (or maybe to both of us). I phoned him he received the call and his sweet voice made my day. We began to talk more comfortablely than the last night and were feelin much better. Again a point came where the word "Seperation was used, as he's to leave soon. I wanted to confess that it kills me to remind myself that he'll be off for 5 -6 years but then a sudden joy plunges into my soul and dances sayin "Prayer is a hope that knows no end and my Lord is the one who loves Patience". I promised him we'll meet one last time before he flies off. Albeit he didn't say much about how he'll feel in the distant lands but I could hear him sayin I miss my land and the woman of this darkland. The conversation lasted for an hour until he said I wanna sleep for another hour. We again said sincerely goodbye to each other and cut the call. It was 8:30 and I placed my phone on the cushion beside me and stood up in a fresh mood. As I was tyin my hair my eyes fell on the prayer rug. What a beautiful moment my God! I took the cloak that was on my bed, wrapped it around my body and sat on the prayer rug. It was still slightly wet and the airs flooded with perfumes of the woman of the DarkLand and her beloved one. "Alhumdulillah-i-rabbil-Aalamin!" it was all I can utter in His greatness.
#review #poetry #she #love
#review #poetry #Einstestine
Loving a lie too much
Hating to deny so much
The Builded madness, unraveled
the path
The Builded hatred, bring forth the wrath
A short lived journey
like a broken Hourglass sand
A melancholy start and an abrupt end
Loving a lie too much
Hating to deny so much
The Builded madness, unraveled
the path
The Builded hatred, bring forth the wrath
A short lived journey
like a broken Hourglass sand
A melancholy start and an abrupt end
I was sittin quietly
In the shade, nop it was dark
I felt a sudden jerk
Felt like everything's fallin apart.....
I wasn't able to breathe
Seemed heart forgot to beat
For once I was cold
Saw my till life on repeat
Sheer scare of death
The struggle to survive
Every moment was delicate
I never felt so alive.......
In that rare moment
I got the taste
The taste of fear
The gently trickling tear
The sweaty palms
Warning me of immediate harm
I closed my eyes
To keep it all inside
Little did i know
These sensations can't be tied........
#poetry
#review
#ocean
In the shade, nop it was dark
I felt a sudden jerk
Felt like everything's fallin apart.....
I wasn't able to breathe
Seemed heart forgot to beat
For once I was cold
Saw my till life on repeat
Sheer scare of death
The struggle to survive
Every moment was delicate
I never felt so alive.......
In that rare moment
I got the taste
The taste of fear
The gently trickling tear
The sweaty palms
Warning me of immediate harm
I closed my eyes
To keep it all inside
Little did i know
These sensations can't be tied........
#poetry
#review
#ocean
Every night in agony I cry
What if I had another chance to try
Will the things be there like old times
Or I'll be focusing on your last lines
What went wrong was it me or you
If it was me just tell me what to do
Your favorite red sweatshirt still fits
I think about you with every puff of a cigarette that hits
It's not an excuse nor it is an escape
Your smell is still there no matter how hard I scrape
Every night at 2 am I decide I'll let you go
And the minute 3 am hits I again smoke like a pro
I still remember your pale face you didn't want me to see
And the tricks after that you pulled on me
It's raining cigarette ashes in my brain
And no matter what I do it still pain
How did I come here I think all night
Should I let you go or hold you tight
No matter how hard I cry to let it out
I tried everything I can to shut it out
Am I choosing a slow road to meet you now
Just tell me what to do and how
All I wish now is you to be in peace
And hoping that you listen because you are out of my reach
Will you let me drown in those black eyes of your
I'll wait for you with my bare feet on the cold floor
#review
What if I had another chance to try
Will the things be there like old times
Or I'll be focusing on your last lines
What went wrong was it me or you
If it was me just tell me what to do
Your favorite red sweatshirt still fits
I think about you with every puff of a cigarette that hits
It's not an excuse nor it is an escape
Your smell is still there no matter how hard I scrape
Every night at 2 am I decide I'll let you go
And the minute 3 am hits I again smoke like a pro
I still remember your pale face you didn't want me to see
And the tricks after that you pulled on me
It's raining cigarette ashes in my brain
And no matter what I do it still pain
How did I come here I think all night
Should I let you go or hold you tight
No matter how hard I cry to let it out
I tried everything I can to shut it out
Am I choosing a slow road to meet you now
Just tell me what to do and how
All I wish now is you to be in peace
And hoping that you listen because you are out of my reach
Will you let me drown in those black eyes of your
I'll wait for you with my bare feet on the cold floor
#review
#review #prose #Angela
UNASHAMED
My friends always laugh at me each time senior faith shouts and Chase me away, warning me never to come anywhere close to her.
They always warn me to stop listening to everything my mind tells me, else I will get into trouble, but I never listened to them.
Senior faith was a brainy personnel, she was good at everything, an exceptional being in the whole school.
One day I told my friends that I would make her my best friend, but they laughed hilariously mimicking me, well they never imagined that they would ever say a word to her, and here I am saying that I would make her my best friend.
Each time i greet her she would reply harshly cause she felt I wasn't her type neither was I in the same level with her
Not minding her attitude, I kept on greeting her lovingly, then one day she called me and said " why are you stubborn" was I really stubborn
" I like your ways"
I was extremely scared, not knowing how she will react "oh that's good, do you want to be like me" I took a deep breath before replying " yes, sure, I want to be like you" there was this sweet smile she gave, that melted my heart.
"No problem dear, I'm in ss3b, come see me later after dinning I would be waiting for you"
My missing rib has been found, I knew i wasn't complete, but now am over complete.
She isn't who people thinks she is, if only I covered myself in fear and doubt I wouldn't have gotten this opportunity, just like the woman with the issue of blood , despite her condition and the fact that she shouldn't be seen among the people she struggled hard until she touched him.
I was unashamed when I approached that senior
The woman with the issue of blood was
Unashamed cause she knew what she wanted.
UNASHAMED
My friends always laugh at me each time senior faith shouts and Chase me away, warning me never to come anywhere close to her.
They always warn me to stop listening to everything my mind tells me, else I will get into trouble, but I never listened to them.
Senior faith was a brainy personnel, she was good at everything, an exceptional being in the whole school.
One day I told my friends that I would make her my best friend, but they laughed hilariously mimicking me, well they never imagined that they would ever say a word to her, and here I am saying that I would make her my best friend.
Each time i greet her she would reply harshly cause she felt I wasn't her type neither was I in the same level with her
Not minding her attitude, I kept on greeting her lovingly, then one day she called me and said " why are you stubborn" was I really stubborn
" I like your ways"
I was extremely scared, not knowing how she will react "oh that's good, do you want to be like me" I took a deep breath before replying " yes, sure, I want to be like you" there was this sweet smile she gave, that melted my heart.
"No problem dear, I'm in ss3b, come see me later after dinning I would be waiting for you"
My missing rib has been found, I knew i wasn't complete, but now am over complete.
She isn't who people thinks she is, if only I covered myself in fear and doubt I wouldn't have gotten this opportunity, just like the woman with the issue of blood , despite her condition and the fact that she shouldn't be seen among the people she struggled hard until she touched him.
I was unashamed when I approached that senior
The woman with the issue of blood was
Unashamed cause she knew what she wanted.