// DEATH // . . . Death was an abandoned child with a scar running down its face, scarring the ones looking down on him. Wishing only, for once in his life, to be soothed when he cries in the middle of the night. Wishing to be cradled when he raised his arms, day in and day out, from his crib; Wishing to be fed, not scrapes or leftovers but warm milk in a mother's sweet embrace. Wishing, for once in his life, to be picked; to be chosen not with pain in someone's heart or malice in their minds but like an old friend, one would meet after decades of wretched separation. Death was a lonely man sitting on the side of a road, covered in dirt and grime; with a sign in his hand, a testament for his will to aid. Yet day in and day out, he would be denied simple grace from the human race. Pelted with sticks and stones, none would offer him a healing salve. Leaving him out in the withering weather sans food, cover or water; hoping for him to give up his existence. But stubborn as he already was, death wouldn't budge from its place; sewing a cocoon instead from what he could find. Death was a lonely man sitting on the end of the road, praying to be asked, politely, for once in his life, if this was truly the end of it; accepting the answer and allaying their fears. Picture credits: @pinterest 📸 #yourquote #silverleafpoetry #delhipoetryslam #delhipoetry #napowrimo #napowrimo2024 #globalpoetcult #globalpagepoetry #poetsofinstagram #poem #poetsociety #poetrycommunity #poet #poetry #writersofinstagram #writer #pinterest #darkacademia #darkaesthetic #darkpoetry
i’m not usually one for do-overs, but every now and then when presented with that choice, it’s worth taking a look…
lean in to hope… just one more time. (that’s the official slogan of the hopeful)…
stop trying to take us down with you… just stop.
Don't know if it's possible..but i love rain and hate it at the same time... . . . . . #asnb_writes #rain #poetrylovers #rainpoetry #poemsbyme #globalpagepoetry #poetinstagram #nature #naturepoetry #writercommunity #bookstagram #instawords #igpoets #myownword #poesia #micropoema #micropoesias #literature #wordlover #explore #explorepage #fyp #foryoupage
make it make sense…
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💭 1/30 #napowrimo2024 What more could a befooled heart do than cry harder till it heals? Happy fools' day, ye all ✨ Starting off this year's #napowrimo with my favourite genre of poetry writing!! Hoping to write for the entire month 😁 Prompt used: Soft by @thealiporepost #thealiporepostpoetrymonth Follow @sepia_scrawls for more ✨ Save if you like my words 💌 Share it with credits ✌️ #sepiascrawls
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here’s to the ones that know we need to do better.
wanting to get away from it all…
life lessons of a different sort.
🥂 Life in a frame (A poem by Sepia) looking up at the pictures flooded in the folders of my gallery has not always been amusing; of moonless nights filled with tranquility, the scorching sun striking a victory pose, a beardless bard staring into the mirror, or an ounce of muscle peeping from my arms sometimes I let them be, hazy and not so perfectly put together, beyond repair for a beautiful frame- they hold the lifeline of events respiring life into me, every face is a telltale of emotions, every place, a touch beyond recounts of history, every colour, a palette painted in strokes of beauty, the tiniest detail of something about them is a remembrance I'd cherish for years. sometimes I erase them, hastily in a fit of anguish, anger surpassing my senses, or take my time, drowning things one at a time and still forget to forget them, reminiscing every bit of anything they could offer! there are bitter times of secrecy, when struggles wake up to find my mornings and words get clogged at my throat, for they become the substance of my pain. but tonight I'll smile looking at them, wet my eyes with tears of joy and create crazy fables from my broken memory, too lull my inner child to sleep. a life captured by mind decays, pulped and pumped into blood after some time. a moment captured has life in itself and it's always felt by the heart, the eyes giving away something strange- a pristine look of knowing life, a memory shared with people we love, a time beautifully stilled forever. Follow @sepia_scrawls for more ✨ Save if you like my words 💌 Share it with credits ✌️ #sepiascrawls
every person we love is a lesson.
beloved. maybe wishful thinking.
On Darwin.
prophecy.
on things and people that i wish i’d never met…
Do you?
but now i’ve got that song from frozen 2 in my head… 😆
the soft ones.
mother bear.
try to stay present.
for the mothers that needed mothering 🖤
i planted my love in you when it felt right, instead of what society tells us to do. i don’t think I could have stopped it from happening, but I sometimes wonder if it would have been different if I’d played it cool, though that’s not what I’m looking for.
i feel robbed. barely 2 weeks before that night, you said you were mine. i honestly can say i wasn’t even holding on, feeling safe. why did you run away? how can someone change their mind so quickly?
💭 Dear life, you're loved no matter the time and date it is :) Follow @sepia_scrawls for more ✨ Save if you like my words 💌 Share it with credits ✌️ #sepiascrawls
i suppose it’s better that i don’t even have a picture of us together. Happy New Year to you. 💔
letting go is like creating museums in our minds… you can come in, find a spot to sit and appreciate the artistry of that person, that moment, but you’ve got to leave at the end of the day.
They deserve it :) Follow @sepia_scrawls for more ✨ Save if you like my words 💌 Share it with credits ✌️ #sepiascrawls
how do i get out of this loop. i know the answer but i don’t like it. i don’t want to let go.
Relief :) Follow @sepia_scrawls for more ✨ Save if you like my words 💌 Share it with credits ✌️ #sepiascrawls
💭 A poem dedicated to all the gentle souls away from home and, their loved ones 🤍❄️ Follow @sepia_scrawls for more ✨ Save if you like my words 💌 Share it with credits ✌️ #sepiascrawls
💭 DEAD WORDS At times, I open my mouth to say something, fighting off a storm that builds rather distorted pauses in my throat to restrict me from saying anything at all. I safely weave sentences, petite and polite conjectures of words and feel them perfectly take forms, almost drenching my tongue wet to take a hasty flight out but I ferry the blowing wind within to plunge them down the drain. You see, I nearly drown myself everyday, frightened of saying anything at all and rather find comfort, in saying something I'd never have wanted to tell; pleasing lies, assurances I'd forget about, and half-hearted promises I make. So when you read me once, like an open book on the untold and look at me; Your eyes do not recognise mine anymore, neither does the cascade of words now doubtfully addressed to my heart. Fewer words cease to exist in me and I play dead to whatever escapes my mouth thereon. Picture - @pinterest 📸 #sepiascrawls