And there is always enough of colours
in the rainbow to paint light when
tears are lossened and the sky is dull.
And there is always a little magic on
tomorrow to paint our skin and
to hold on to us a bit more
when we are falling apart.

#review #nandini

Cadaverous Pulse

He crossed his arms atop his chest,
Shut his eyes and held his breath;

The rusty nails slam through wood
As all the mourners watched and stood.

His lungs begged him to scream and writhe,
But when the coffin drops he smiles
And lets himself fall into slumber-

How refreshing to be blind.

The isolation brings him comfort
And he's friends with all the ghosts

There's no need to lie or fight or fret,
No need to ever boast.

Peace on Earth has never been
But underground there is no sin

So here he'll lie for all his life,
Without the pain and all the strife..


#review #jt

We had a deep, deep love
So Sweet and so secure,
And I kept falling head over heels ,
To depths where I could to be sure.
Sure that this beauty here was her ,
These eyes were door to paradise,
The kisses on lips were the key,
To unlock the door down the aisle.
The shiny golden key I found ,
She opened her eyes to let me in,
I cleansed myself at the door,
And left there every little nasty sin.
I lived a life time in a few moments,
On her green and alluring land,
But then the devil reached me out,
To take me back to the land sand.
So she filled my eyes with tears,
Telling they would help me on the way,
Then waved at me so my eyes stay wet,
Saying, "Don't forget me, ok? "
@IWRITESOMTIMES



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Grabbing her wrist. Rubbing the small space between her palm and the soft skin covering her veins. Traveling to the crease of her arm. She had worked hard today. Her clients were pleased with the outcome. Each one feeling a sense of ease and comfort from the constant energy surrounding them. Some came because pain in the physical sense. Others because something deeper. More hidden and yet still calling out. It wasn’t something she had learned in text or class. It was a part of her. This unending need to draw their pain, their confusion into her core. Transform it back into something able to give them rest. Her hands were something more than flesh and her heart was more than beat. She was filled with something that could not be described, only felt. A smile crossed her lips as the gratitude filled her soul. In a world where so many were without purpose. She had found hers.

The feeling of ecstasy i got from a dazzling and sumptuous kiss, the warmth it left was memorising the taste got me confused cos it tasted just like caramel toppings mixed with strawberries. I gasped to take my breath, I struggled cos I was lost in the feeling. I wished not to wake up but damn, my alarm just went off, just then I realised it morning already; I needed to say may prayers.

#review #Timileyin

Sunny hot in the day
Breezy cold in the night,

Laying down on the hay
Mesmerized by the sight;

Behold, the stars fall,
Disappearing before I connect you on call.

#review #poem #FL5

#shortStory #cont. #CA #review
What was it that made this interaction so endearing? Some called her gifted. Others said she was Intuitive. She always knew the right touch. The right words. There wasn’t a moment the mind couldn’t escape. Finding a peace in the shadows. Using the stillness within her. A calm. She could connect on a level that even friends and family had shied away from. Her light and their darkness would dance.

I blushed, I cried
You spoke my tears dried;

The child in me came back,
Emotions long lost, returned;

You giggled, you whispered,
Leaving me mesmerized and lustred

#review #poem #FL5

#review #cont #CA
Time was fluid from the moment her hands touched. There was a wave of understanding. It was experience that brought her so close. This vulnerability resonating from this stranger. She became like a mother. Nurturing hidden wounds. She had learned that scars ran deeper than flesh and the mind could be like a prison.

#Morning #review #CA

Startled by the midnight hour
A veil lifted
No longer a barrier
Angels and demons at my side
Each gifting me
One shows me compassion
The other shows me strength
Accepting this duality
Becoming whole
I reach my hand within the dark
I open my heart to the light
Beauty and danger intertwined
Both are needed and both are divine

#review #shortStory #CA
What was it that transformed her? Were people just born like this? No it was like a path that swirled within her journey. An awakening. Suffering had been her constant and chaos her normal. Her escape was her imagination, her song, her dance. The way she saw such light touch everything. Knowing she was protected even though her physical world would prove otherwise. She had a blood line but not a family. She spoke with nature. Saw herself in creatures. Believed in the impossible. It wasn’t something she did that made the difference. When trying things it always seemed like an uphill battle. When allowing things. Her life shifted. She had a realization that everything in life had its place.

#review #CA #poetry
Love isn’t the glance of eyes that lock in time. The words spoken of passion. A need or want for embrace. Love isn’t the nostalgia one feels with reminiscing. Love isn’t the sacrifice or the control of one’s fate. It isn’t the constant knowing of place or time. The inside workings of the mind. It’s the acceptance of separation. Of knowing this path is neither yours nor mine. It’s the walking of foot steps side by side allowing the division that plays in time.

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Her space was her sanctuary. Her escape. She listened to waves crash in the background. The ambiance of a soft glow surrounded her. She would take a breath in through her mouth feel the air upon her tongue and travel into her belly. She was free.

If you knew me,
This is what would you'd really find;

I'm scared,
I'm filled with so much hate.
You tell me to pick myself up,
but it's too late!
Dark is the only light in sight,
Slowly killing me,
Destroying me piece by piece.

I've lost myself completely,
Insecurities echo in my dreams,
Yearning to be set free.
It's fingers reach out,
Dragging me deeper,
Dragging me straight back to hell.

I'm sorry,
I'm sorry I'm a bad person.
I hate myself too,
I've never been good enough,
Not to myself and probably not to anyone.

I think I've had enough...

I wish you'd understand.
You don't understand.
You'll never understand.
#review #no #one #understand #me

"Goodnight" and then I sleep. I spent the day with you and I plan on continuing so I keep you in my dreams. It feels magical. Almost surreal. This is what I've longed for. Even after you broke me, you never left my mind. Except this time you were a nightmare, not a dream
#review #nightmare #her #broken

Death 😟🤲


Whenever bell of death will ring..
We have to die..
There will be no body that can accompany nor bags of money nor buildings..
There will accompnay only good & bad deeds...
We are living at Heired land not our own land..
We are servants not master..
There are 2 minutes of joy & 2 minutes of sadness...
We had to go in grave...

#Nahi #review #Death

What's below luxurious life
So dreadful?
That its thought could char
Even the wet heart.
And make it willing to raise floors
Through burying its fellows.


#poem #review #AhmadMusa

#review #cont #CA #shortStory
It was as if being revived. Her mind allowed thoughts to enter. Leaving all attachments behind. Her focus was on what was hidden behind the voices. There was something pulling her from her body. Desensitizing her. Allowing her spirit to break away. This was meditation. This was how she could keep going. This was her recharge.

Walking hand in hand with you,
In the moonlight,
Can barely see each other's faces in that glint.
Wow ! such a romantic thing,
Never expected a proposal from you,
As it should be me to initiate.!
Anyway..,
I'm literally controlling my excitement and about to answer,
And closed my eyes to whisper my reply,
.... a big ( thunder )sound....
Opened my eyes to see who disturbed the moment,
It is then I realised,
It's just a dream.
A dream that made me curious about who that person is..? The person whom I dreamt about..!
#review #L

JUST ANOTHER LIE...


Ever since I started walking he was always next to me. I have known him forever. I loved him forever. He was my best friend before even knowing what friendship was. 

Whenever he held me tight I never wanted to let him go. 
When others made me cry, he was the only person who made me smile. 

There were so many times I wanted to tell him how I felt. I never knew what to say, just like today.

Standing in here embellished my face with a smile. All eyes on us made me feel overwhelmed. 

Holding up the glass and all I could think of. What should I say? 
Should I say how much I love him? 
Should I say I will always love him and he is the love of my life? 
Should I say how I really feel?
Or just another lie.

All these years I waited to see love in his eyes. And there it is, for a fraction of second I saw that love in his eyes gazed around just to see the love of his life. 
Finally he looked at me raising his glass. 
The time has come. 
Now what do I say? 
That I loved him the most? 
That earth stops spinning when he looks at me every time. 
Or just another lie.

Well among all the thought that was running in my head all my mouth could comprehend was just another lie. 

A congratulatory toss on his wedding day. 


#review #shortstory #Hope...

Wrinkles around your eyes,
Be it those strech marks on your thighs,
Or scars peeking through your tee,
I adore them genuinely.

U always tryna hide your belly fat,
I know u hate cracks on your feet,
But I adore all of them honestly,
It's our flaws that makes us complete.

Cuz I love your imperfections,
As if they're mine,
So baby promise me to never feel insecure,
Of your looks; that beauty is divine.

It's these imperfections,
That makes u stand out from the crowd,
No there's nobody perfect like u,
Vow to me you'd never deem yourself a dowd.

Of all these societal beauty standards,
Crumbling down your morale,
Look up darling you're perfect in my eyes,
Burying any doubts moment they arise.

#review #poetry #San