Day 25 @theguelphpoet prompt : wading in the whales. Had to rack my brains to make the phrase fit and when i stopped thinking this became my freeflow write. Guess im happy! --- #thewritersmanor #incrediblewords #panelofpoets #pentuplive #poetryandprose #poetryhive #poetrynation #poetryinmotion #societyofpoetry #discovermypoetry #secretivescribblings #tripod_stories #platformno4 #voicesofpoets #bymepoetrylove #chasingpoetry #avoicefromfaraway #evepoetrygroup #heartofpoets #globalvillagepoetry #bymepoetryasia #globalagepoetry #inclusivepoetry #poeticreveries #poetryglance
Lofi-heart: for the prompt: invent a new word by @katyluxem . My previous poem chose a word that showed somewhere and this one makes us hear the lofi sound of the heart. #katyluxemprompts Lofi: Lo-fi (also typeset as lofi or low-fi; short for low fidelity) is a music or production quality in which elements usually regarded as imperfections in the context of a recording or performance are present, sometimes as a deliberate choice. --- #thewritersmanor #incrediblewords #panelofpoets #pentuplive #poetryandprose #poetryhive #poetrynation #poetryinmotion #societyofpoetry #discovermypoetry #secretivescribblings #tripod_stories #platformno4 #voicesofpoets #bymepoetrylove #chasingpoetry #avoicefromfaraway #evepoetrygroup #heartofpoets #globalvillagepoetry #bymepoetryasia #globalagepoetry
What does missing someone mean? When you move away--- For work, studies, or whatever --- You leave everyone behind. You miss them everyday, You remember them everyday, And then finally you become accustomed To not seeing them everyday. But then one fine night All that longing and yearning Hits the ceiling, And yes, you've been alone Since the past few months now, But it's at that moment That you feel lonely.. You realise you're all alone And all those pictures, All those videos And all their stuff-- All of them, are just that, stuff. You are alone, And that's your reality. And that's when the first tear falls, And then another, and another; Those pictures can't hug you And that stuff can't wipe your tears, So you cry and cry and cry Until you fall asleep. And then you wake up At 4 in the morning Eyes still heavy from all that crying, Heart still heavy too, So you give yourself 2 more hours To cry your heart out, Hoping it feels light again (it never does). Thus when the alarm rings At 6 in the morning, You are back; Back to missing them, Back to knowing You can do nothing about that, And so, Back to being accustomed To not seeing them everyday (for the next few days atleast). . . You see, Missing someone isn't a one day thing, It's like our housekeeping genes That continue functioning In the background forever And when one day, They reach their breaking point, All hell breaks loose. Missing someone Is an everyday affair. And the worst thing? You can do nothing, Absolutely nothing About it. -© Meenal Khare ___________________________________ #missingsomeone #family #home #love #writerscommunity #writersnetwork #writersofindia #poetsofinstagram #poetsofindia #poets #poetsnetwork #thepenwielders #thewritersmanor #silverleafpoetry #writers #poetssociety #poetscommunity
ख्वाबों की चाह में हकीकत को भूल जाना भी तो एक भूल ही है . ख्वाबों की दुनिया सी चमक असलियत में कम ही मिलती है, लेकिन है तो वो भी बस एक ख्वाब ही ना; एक सुंदर सा सपना जो आँखें बंद करने पर खुशियां दे जाता है, और आँखें खुलते ही बोझिल हो जाता है। फिर भला ऐसी चमक किस काम की, जो जिंदगी को रोशन ना कर सके? ऐसी चमक किस काम की, जो जीने की चाह को ही छीन ले? ऐसी चमक किस काम की, जिससे आँखें इतनी चौंधियां जाएं की सही और गलत में अंतर ना कर पाएं? किस काम की ऐसी चमक और किस काम का ऐसा मन जो ऐसी चमक के पीछे दीवानों की तरह बेसुध हुए घूमता है? और मैं, मैं जो इस मन की मालकिन बने फिरती हूं, क्या मैं वो हूं भी, या वह भी मेरा एक भ्रम है, एक काल्पनिक कहानी जो मेरे मन ने मुझे बहलाने के लिए बुनी है। हैं तो हम सब अपने विचारों का प्रतिबिंब ही ना। तो क्या मैं भी एक झिलमिल से ख्वाब का हिस्सा बस हूं, और यदि हां, तो मैं मुख्य भूमिका निभा रहीं हूं या बस पीछे खड़े वृक्ष की तरह किसी और की कहानी का एक मौन, स्थिर अंश हूं? . जिस तरह ख्वाबों से शुरू ये कहानी मेरे अस्तित्व को टटोलने तक जा पहुंची, ठीक उसी तरह जब हर ख़्याल एक सरल सिरे से शुरू हो कर एक कठिन मोड़ पर पहुंचा देता हो, तो फिर आप ही बताएं मैं ख्वाबों में रहना क्यों ना चुनूं? -© मीनल खरे ___________________________________ #ख्वाब #ख़्वाबिदा #हकीकत #मन #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writersnetwork #writersofindia #poetsofindia #poetsnetwork #dreamer #dreams #reality #thepenwielders #thewritersmanor #silverleafpoetry #poets #writers
Towards the sky, my soul’s moving Floating on the abundance of my agony, Cells in my numb, speechless body screams “ Say it! Say it, What you feel Say it, what we feel” Pressure’s on my throat, choking me Something unnatural Always behind…beside me, Walking with me. Why does it feel- What I feel is wrong, I shouldn’t be hurt. Desperate and hopeless My agony is burning hot Like the sun ready to devour, Everything in its way. Humanity shouting inside me- Thee O God, please send me someone who cares Or else I die. Could I not be in pain and feel too much? “Sin is feeling too much You feel unnaturally You get hurt You die slowly Without comfort, in chaos.” Thee O God, please send me someone who understands me. Around the clock In conflict with myself “You can endure it No, you cannot” Towards the sky, my soul’s moving My pain is suicidal Already on the brink, It is terribly scary. #IRECITEFORU #streetwritersofficial #iwritewhatifeel #inspiration #motivationalquotes #lovepoems #loveyourflaw #loveuall❤️ #lovequotes #lovetillend #loveyourself #quotesforlife #quotesoftheday #quoteslove #everyoneisunique #explore #express #hopetomeetu #happiness #bts #btsarmy #lovebts💜 #instagood #streetwritersofficial #thewritersmanor
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FB Link to the full article in bio/story. #नारीएकऊर्जा - “सुखी लताओं का जाल” - it’s okay to make mistakes as long as you can muster the courage to live with the fallouts and not let it impact what’s next for you. You just have to find your courage anchor! Read this fictional story of a woman named “Neha” who found her courage anchor in nature! *********************************** #writing #writer #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writers #writersofig #creativewriting #igwriters #igreads #writersofindia #indianblogger #hindi #writersaroundtheworld #unleashed_tales #streetwritersofficial #waarounds #writers_around #writersaroundtheglobe #thewritersmanor #writers_aroundthe_world #writersflare
I wonder what’s outside mother Am I trapped here.. Or did you eat me alive mother? I wonder what’s outside mother. Oh wait Will she notice it If I kick her… Will she spit me out If I kick her… Hearing you, hearing the sounds I applaud the rare aesthetics of the giants, Of the vast-tiny unknowns Release me mother! The grave sin I committed I suppose doesn’t require, Hiding me from the unknown Release me mother! What is that I hear Sweet melody twined together Working like calming pills Oo God Am I dying? I blink twice and thrice And here in thundering silence I’m…I guess asleep What did I see just now (a reverie) Two heavenly people, Giving me their all Who are they? Today, i have been captured here for 7 months now What’s that, I see something else , Other than shallow darkness Mother is forcing me out I see something, Giants in caps and something around their hands Mother why are you spurting water out of your eyes ? What is that I hear? Push, push and push, Here I’m, out in the unknown Feeling cold and not natural Odd one between the giants I suppose, I blink twice and thrice I saw the unknown And now I guess I’m asleep again You are pretty mother, Ta-ta mother! #IRECITEFORU #streetwritersofficial #iwritewhatifeel #inspiration #motivationalquotes #lovepoems #loveyourflaw #loveuall❤️ #lovequotes #lovetillend #loveyourself #quotesforlife #quotesoftheday #quoteslove #everyoneisunique #explore #express #hopetomeetu #happiness #bts #btsarmy #lovebts💜 #instagood #streetwritersofficial #thewritersmanor
Its gushing inside my veins Oh God, His love- Is the paradise of my existence What I feel, what I desire Must be written in red ink Cause God, this love… This love for him Desperate, Passionate and Hopeless Is the thread holding me to life I close my eyes Here comes the flashback God, now I miss him! I hear him Singing, laughing and giggling Chanting the love mantras He is within me, all around me! The devil reached me with a deal Oh God, Acting all satanic He said- “Forgo his love, Forgo his love, And you will be blessed with all riches you want in life” Little did the devil know- The deal, useless and indifferent Doesn’t matter. Cause the man I love is the riches of my life I cannot forgo him, not today and not ever. If I were to die tomorrow So, today will be the day I would hold his hand, And keep looking into his eyes till the moment I die. During my last breaths I shall have reached the paradise As his love is still gushing inside my veins! #IRECITEFORU #streetwritersofficial #iwritewhatifeel #inspiration #motivationalquotes #lovepoems #loveyourflaw #loveuall❤️ #lovequotes #lovetillend #loveyourself #quotesforlife #quotesoftheday #quoteslove #everyoneisunique #explore #express #hopetomeetu #happiness #bts #btsarmy #lovebts💜 #instagood #streetwritersofficial #thewritersmanor
Day 7 of #napowrimo . Had great fun with the format of this one. An eye opener as to how many letters remain unwritten. Also, i could not write only to past or present lovers but to all the people whom i love in different ways. #amykaypoemaday #amykayprompts Leaving the door open:||: @angelealowes #angelealowesprompts --- For my non-hindi readers: Jab tak hai jaan means : till i am alive Though the translation does not do justice to the hindi. #jthj #jabtakhaijaan #srk #thekingofromance --- #thewritersmanor #incrediblewords #panelofpoets #pentuplive #poetryandprose #poetryhive #poetrynation #poetryinmotion #societyofpoetry #discovermypoetry #secretivescribblings #tripod_stories #platformno4 #voicesofpoets #bymepoetrylove #chasingpoetry #avoicefromfaraway #evepoetrygroup #heartofpoets #globalvillagepoetry #bymepoetryasia @packpoetry @untwineme.ph @poeticmoths @poetry_call @poetry.community @poetry_mafia_ @poetry_punch #escapril
I have absolutely no idea if I am going to be able to write everyday for the next 30 days, but here is day 2! ---- @amykaypoetry #amykayprompts #amykaypoemaday #napowrimo #mother #thewritersmanor #incrediblewords #panelofpoets #pentuplive #poetryandprose #poetryhive #poetrynation #poetryinmotion #societyofpoetry #discovermypoetry #secretivescribblings #tripod_stories #platformno4 #voicesofpoets #bymepoetrylove #chasingpoetry #avoicefromfaraway
लो आ गया फागन! #drealitybite ****************************** महक उठी फिजायें और मस्त हुआ मौसम, हवाओं ने कहा—“लो आ गया फागन”! उन्मुद हुआ मन और छलक उठा बचपन, रंगों की बौछारों से, भर गया आँगन । पनघट पर बज उठी, पायल की छनछन, गोरियों की गगरियों में, मचल रहा था रंग। आँचल ने लहराकर कहा-“मुझ पर डारो रंग”! और फिर छिड़ गया, रंगों के बीच जंग। फाग का जब ढ़प गरजा और बज उठा मृदंग, भर पिचकारी रंग की बरसी, मच गया हुड़दंग। हर हुनियारा हर हुनियारी पर, डाल रहा था रंग, लाल गुलाबी रंग में रंग गया, उनका अंग-अंग। अब न कोई राजा था, अब न कोई रंक, जलद-यान पर चढ़कर आया, अबीरों का सरपंच। फागुन के सुरीले फाग गूंजे, मालपुए की सुगन्ध, अब बूढ़ों में भी आ गयी, एक जोश भरी तरंग । भांग-ठंडई के बरुये छलके, छलक उठा यौवन, हर कोई ऐसे मस्त हुआ जैसे, सबने पिली भंग। अलहड़ता के नटखटपन में, गोरी का फँसा दामन, तब फिजाओं ने हँसकर कहा-“लो आ गया फागन”! ************************************ #poets #poemsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #poetsofig #poetsociety #poems #indiepoetryplease #hindipoetry #hindi #writersofindia #indianwriters #poetsofindia #writersaroundtheworld #pandemoniumpoets #unleashed_tales #streetwritersofficial #waarounds #writers_around #writersaroundtheglobe #thewritersmanor #writers_aroundthe_world #herheartpoetry #grandezaindia #evepoetrygroup #vaguesoulsunite #entangledtalespvt #poeticmellifluous
These lines are my metro thoughts, at times I get so lost in myself so as to miss my stop. The city lights do have a blinding effect but then at the end if the day somewhere deep down we actually do feel homesick to variable extents for each one of us, for me its the point where a stream starts flowing down my cheeks on its own, no matter how hard I try not to let my tears break the barrier but they run loose as if they’ve got to run and I stand there in the midst of my chores crying and missing home but at that exact moment I’ve also got to complete the work at hand. To add to it all a mother’s touch must not be lost, keep her happy and wipe away her fears whenever you have time together. Talk to her and you’ll always find your way out in the best way possible. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #homesick #missinghome #writersaroundtheworld #writerscommunity #writingmymind #poetsandwriters #poetsandpoetryy #poetsanonymous #poeticreveries_ #poeticthoughts #poeticrevolution #wovenverses #vaguesoulsunite #poemofig #masseypoetry #thepoetslist #thepoet #thepoetryhouse #poetsmatrix #poetscity #poetsclub #grandezacavern #thewriteristichutofficial #thewritersalliance #thewritersmanor #thewritingspook #thewritersturf
A letter to December. A tumultous year, it has been, full of good times , overshadowed however by struggles. ----- How was your year? Do write in the comments below. ----- Was almost about to post this when i came across #jennsprompts Using "come in and thaw" which fit my thoughts to the T . @scentofsnowfall ---- #thewritersmanor #incrediblewords #panelofpoets #pentuplive #poetryandprose #poetryhive #poetrynation #poetryinmotion #societyofpoetry #discovermypoetry #secretivescribblings #tripod_stories #platformno4 #voicesofpoets #bymepoetrylove #chasingpoetry #avoicefromfaraway #evepoetrygroup #heartofpoets ------ @mow_maya @chaichandchaos @frowning_clown @fcpoetryclub @kommuneity @bymepoetry @bymepoetrylove @poeticreveries @avoicefromfaraway @americanagepoetry @bleedingsoulpoetry @closerlivespoetry
I love Edinburgh and poems.. poem three refers to Then, in later life, someone hurts me and I apologise. If we both hurt each other’s feelings, they do not. Not about one thing or person I softly stood back and you stomped on my feet Not because you want me to stay But because you wanted the extra opportunity to tell me what I’m missing I am sorry that I told you about some of the worst moments of my life at a time when I felt, maybe, it was real It was very inconvenient of me Your reaction as you walk away The jabs you take Weaponising me telling you about my abuse Proves that my instinct was correct Saddening and upsetting You are not happy for my happy You want to extend and punish my sad I, somehow, became the enemy to you When the sick in the pit of my stomach I ignored forever Wanting to believe I was bad There aren’t words There’s no need to justify No explanations needed My words soft Your anger, that I find hard to cope with, comes out You trigger and you know that’s in me I took the blame for that But you continue Now I’m the rubbish and your anger tore me before taking me out You turned up Telling me it was to see him, not me Literally anybody else I’m supposed to react Walked straight past me .. Weird mind games Or not That I don’t understand But find, sadly, too familiar I am the insignificant portion of the arrangement and you chat with others that you are more familiar Not even knowing where the paper was And not knowing if I’m passing a test Forensic examination But, from the start, I had the ick I wanted to believe it was misleading And so, my hope In faith I made me sick Image credits: Canva #writing #trauma #learning #peoplepleasing #peoplepleasingnomore #feelinghurt #poetrylovers #poetrygram #survivors #traumapoetry #writings #poems #poemsalways #poemshelp #sayingsorry #parentsshouldbeabletosaysorry #parentsapologisingtotheirchildrenifmakeamistake #childrenarepeopletoo #poetryprose #poetryprosedrama #poetryprosewriters #myheartpoetry @bymepoetry @bymepoetrywell @poets #writerstag #writerstruggles #writerstears #writerstagram #firefliesfordarkminds #streetpoetry #unhealthyrelationships #thewritersmanor
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𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘺? It was all an act of dampening the 𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘳 but all it became was 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦. They do not know of our gentle 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯 kiss on shoddy noses on a ruthless October afternoon. This fall,I tottered towards a 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘳,briskly. You kept my 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘵 for it smelled of a 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦 and 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 and 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴. You pirouetted me on one toe and told me I was a 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘪𝘢 with eighteen 𝘫𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘴 in my curls. It wasn't exactly a poèsie but your eyes were that of a Christmas gift wrapped in 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. And your smile was like that of an infant snuggling in her mother's latibule. Our love was like a 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘺𝘱𝘴𝘦 when you almost pecked my 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦 and I almost enquired if you would ever let go of me. October is a 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦. I'm dumped in a 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘯 whilst you fetch alive souls from 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. A 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘧-𝘥'œ𝘶𝘷𝘳𝘦 of molecular collision. A concussion of trauma lingering on an ideal truth. A skeleton with a troubled breathing or a 𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥? Nightingale or nightmares? I ask. Or rather,I sighed. ~♡𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚.
And on some days, I miss you a little more . ~نور ------------------------------ Tags🔖 #aesthetic #poetsburg #poeticeclectic #poetsglobe #poeticreveries_ #poets #poetsofinstagram #poetssociety #writersofinstagram #writers #poetry #tumblr #captions #abodeofpoets #profoundartists #secretivescribblings #veinheartartisans #untwinemealice #musingsofwriters #cosmosofwriters #outsiderpoets #writersnetwork #writersconnection #thewritersmanor
Sometimes I lay down, and think Of all that I've done And all that I plan to do. I think Whether it makes a difference In the working Of this world? And obviously, The answer is no. And I start lamenting Over my worthless existence. But then, I ponder Whether it makes a difference In the working Of my little world? And to my surprise The answer is yes! My one smile Has the power To make my world Shine bright! And my frown Has the power To turn my world Upside down! But, Why am I telling you All this, you think? To remind you That you are not Worthless As might seem. You are a diamond, You have your own gleam. Which makes the lives Of people around you Much more bright; Which is like a Warm embrace On a freezing, cold night! So whenever your mind Starts playing its games, Remember that people smile Just hearing your name. Remember that you are Someone's favourite human being! -© Meenal Khare ____________________________________ If anyone of you still doubts whether your existence has any worth, let me remind you that my page exists because of you, and you are the reason my page grows and therefore, you are the reason for my smile! So count that too. Love, M ❤️ ____________________________________ #writerscommunity #writersnetwork #writersofindia #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poetsofindia #worthy #worthit #loveyourself #wingsofpoesy #thewritersmanor #silverleafpoetry #poetry #poems
Heyyy!! Maybe i should stop and start confessing, confessing Nevertheless, when you lure me towards you With your deep black surreal eyes It devours my existence. Devours and transitions my reality into multiverse of scenarios. Maybe i should stop and start confessing Nevertheless, without a care- When you seamlessly disagree with my mains, It feels unfair Cause I seem to always lose in front of you Maybe i should stop and start confessing Nevertheless, hey! Here’s your hand... wait! on mine. Did I just experience an earthquake? Cause I feel like these walls can never manipulate this move. Maybe i should stop and start confessing Nevertheless, daffodils and daydreams Subsumed by yellow shine Just like love, They will never be mine. So, I ought to spare my heart from a heartbreak that can never be live Maybe I should stop and start confessing Nevertheless, put that thought aside, This feelings fills the space in the universe And now, They are flowing and flowing and overflowing So I ought to spare my heart by confessing Or else I die So now, Hey listen! I like you. Cause every time I look at you I smile and only you can make me go insanely blind. I like you. #IRECITEFORU #streetwritersofficial #iwritewhatifeel #inspiration #motivationalquotes #lovepoems #loveyourflaw #loveuall❤️ #lovequotes #lovetillend #loveyourself #quotesforlife #quotesoftheday #quoteslove #everyoneisunique #explore #express #hopetomeetu #happiness #bts #btsarmy #lovebts💜 #instagood #streetwritersofficial #thewritersmanor
|| Recreating Magic || Whenever I look At the sky, I wish I knew how to paint Just so I could Recreate the magic! You know It's in my genes, Trying to recreate Everything that touches My heart. So when I saw you, Smiling your magical smile, I knew I had to recreate it. And recreate, I did. I did everything, And anything Just to see you smile. And feel my heart Smile with you. I know, Time has passed. You still smile Your magical smile, But not because of me. And sometimes, Just sometimes, I wish I knew How it'd have felt If you had tried Recreating, replicating My love For us. -© Meenal Khare ____________________________________ Hey everyone! How are you all? So I just got free from my first unit tests at my new college and well, we needed to have a celebratory post out there right? So here it is. Something I had written during the exams were on, but had left it incomplete and finally completed it today! So do tell me whether you liked this or not. Will be waiting to hear from y'all. Love, M ❤️ ____________________________________ #writingcommunity #writergram #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetgram #poetsofindia #love #heart #heartbroken #unrequitedlove #thewritersmanor #thewriteristichutofficial #silverleafpoetry #wingsofpoesy
If we can't help each other grow, we gotta let each other go. . . . . . Find me in the dark. #casperspells #poemsociety #poemsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poemforhim #loveinthedark #lovequotes #poetsociety #poetry #writersofinstagram #writerssupportingwriters #poetrylovers #writersofig #poemsdaily #poemstellium #thewritersmanor #thewriterswarmth #thewritersaying #floweringwriters
/𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘴,𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵,𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦?/ It hurt as if the moon collapsed and crumbled,miscarrying the soul out of my eyes,forming a 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦 in my heart,spine shattering in 𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯 pieces. Moonbeam couldn't suffuse the void of my 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦. No wonder I drowned. For I couldn't chug a cup full of 𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴. Because my hands were full of 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 although they told me it was 𝘢𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘢. I deliberately try to expunge the blood on the window panes,looking too 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬 today. Because blood looks woeful everytime a 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦 hits you with a 𝘯𝘦𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤 pain. 𝘿𝙖𝙮 108. August was 𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺,it 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘹𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 autumn and her musings while a couple hours in June engulfed me in a 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 and a day in July threw me off a 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘧. But the agony was a 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘺 played by my ten fingers. The 𝘰𝘹𝘺𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘯 was rotten for my 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 was perplexed. I 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥. My rib cage was ruptured for it held all the sighs and shaky breaths too long. 𝘌𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘮 of jostling clouds of my 𝘤𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮 pouring all over the carcass of my lungs. My pupils didn't dilate anymore at the sight of your remorseless smirk. The 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘭 burnt my grace,for I didn't know how to efface the 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳. Adorn my eyes with 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘴 and a love,𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦 may be? ~♡𝐌𝐞𝐠𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐚.
I sit amongst a crowd Yet lonely I feel. The wave of longing In my heart Can't be subdued By these chaotic whispers. The reds, whites and blues All appear dull The brightest of the lights Suddenly feel too bright Blinding my view Fogging up my mind. Even the crowd Vapourises into thin air. All that is left Is me, my lonely self, And a bucket full of despair. -© Meenal Khare ____________________________________ #writergram #writerscommunity #writersnetwork #poetsofinstagram #poetrylovers #silverleafpoetry #thewritersmanor #thewriteristichutofficial #wingsofpoesy #poetsnetwork #poetsofindia #new #lonely #writeaway
Have you ever thought about the violence you commit against yourself? Are you aware of it to the full extent? What violence? I do not mean (just the) physical violence. I do not mean (just the) way you punish your body. I mean (also) the violent thoughts. The violent feelings. I mean the nights you ache, wishing to be someone else, someone different, better. I mean the days you spend in front of the mirror, loathing the way you look, barely looking yourself in the eyes. That too, is violence. I mean the way you cringe internally when you hear yourself on video. The twist in your voice when you tell someone about your younger self- filled with shame, embarrassment, and contempt. You are not who you used to be! But who you were, made you who you are today. Violence is the way you deny yourself love, the way you always predict the worst-case scenarios in the name of self-preservation. The inner dialogue killing all kinds of hope – What did you think? That things would be different this time? Don’t you know yourself? How often are you violent to yourself? Does it horrify you? Can you stop? Do you want to? And if you did, would you know how?
Dear best friend It was easy when you were around, I knew that one day you will leave as everyone else. Still I never imagined that day. I had tonnes of illusions on heart break but yours was not in the list. I tried dialing you, but I gave up, because I don't have words for people and that's when it was more painful. You don't belong to any of this.. I just don't trust people anymore, even a single piece of hope is not left in me. My speed dials changed and I no longer have chats that pop up the notifications of my favourites. Everything will be fine for me, I can adjust to my habitat just like any other species and I know that I'm giving up on everyone around. I don't have the strength to initiate anything anymore. So choose your happiness always. I will be happy for you as always. ............................................ 🌼 Aabha🌼 #thebadwriter #aabhascribbles🌼 #friendship #everyoneleaves #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #thewritersmanor #thewritersworld #letitgo #happiness
Unrelated but✨ I need a sparknotes' word by word synopsis to understand Neruda! 🤧 __________________ #poetrybysahitya #evepoetrygroup #thelonenotebook #bleedingsoulpoetry #globalagepoetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #life #thewritersmanor #poeticreveries #poetryisnotdead #instapoetcommunity #instagram #poetrylovers
Between us there is always something between us, my love: a closed door, an endless corridor, a locked screen. there you are under the lamppost at dusk is it summer or are we still in spring? I can see you across the road, arms above your head, waving hello! in my chest, something crashes hard as a head-on collision. and suddenly you grow farther away like gravity turned upside down here comes the feeling of falling I’d forgotten tried to bury beneath the years do you see me anymore? do you trust yourself now? does it make you smile to know - you were right about me all along, somewhere deep down, does it kill you? ~Namrata. Been a long while since I posted something here, so let me know what you guys think about it!!! Much love ❤️ //The picture was taken by me :)//
Homemade happiness My skin is a replica of nostalgia still bathing in yesterday's sunscreen in a room, where overcooked bygones smuggle forward footsteps behind the curtains of a rehearsing present I'd skipped on repeat. In summers, the kitchen walls tend to melt like my belly fat, sometimes applied as an ointment over hunger strikes, the chemical name of which is the weeping newspaper article on cumbersome roughage. Now my skin turns into a 'summer break street' cognizant about kneading bedtime daydreams while digesting wuthering conversations, otherwise sprinting like strict murmurs in between closed doors. Dry sunlight is the old tenant of a riveting downfall crooning verses, operated on different wavelengths, neatly dissolving within the familiar faces reading only pink statements on nonchalant recipe portals. I coyly interrupt, stumbling their schedule like existing in the signals of a drowning breath absorbing inheritance from the perimeter of my tongue loosely settled on a minuscule lisp distinguished as sugar drops in tired concentrations. So what has grown out of a delayed response has to deliberately take the shape of winking corners dappled inside eyes with homemade happiness. #sleekpoetry #vaguesoulsunite #cosmosofwriters #splitpoetryindia #cozmopoetry #pentupthoughts #grandezacavern #grandezaindia #poetsbatch #craldlepinkpoetry #poetsconnection #cozmopoetry #cosmosofwriters #splitpoetry #thewritersmanor #writersaroundtheworld #apoeticview #_inkverse #UntwineMeUK #UntwineMe #bymepoetryasia #poetsburg #bymepoetryIndia #bymepoetry #poemsinindia @poemsindia @bymepoetryindia @bymepoetryasia @_inkverse @bymepoetry @untwine.me @untwineme.uk @cozmopoetry @poetconnection @cosmosofwriters @silverleafpoetry @sleekpoetry @poetsbatch @thepoeticlounge @poetconnection @cradlepinkpoetry apoeticview @vaguesoulsunite @thewritersmanor @splitpoetryindia @pentupthoughts
IT COMES QUIETLY.. If you connect your tune with mine with your lips I will complete this tale enclose you within my arms , you will be stolen to see, there's is so much fun in restlessness as well This intoxication will spread on your heart without conditions as I lose myself you will be lost in gloomy dreams of my eyes as I will smile at you with a peeping face.. The shadow of this beautiful weather will incessantly follow you throughout it will drizzle to bloom a mahogany existence I swear on you, this craziness will immensely shout.. Come by completing my strange thoughts there's pain, there's pricking, there's shyness with some ongoing ambrosial nights decorating my carpet of desires through your carolling silence.. If you connect your tune with mine with your lips I will complete my attainment and beautifully stare my peace in front the day "it comes quietly" I will simply lock the gate.. #thesharedpenofficial #watwmonthlyprompts #poemsoninstagram #apoeticlove #apoeticview #poetrycommunity #poetrysupportpoetry #the_auctores #writerscommunity #poetsbatch #writersaroundtheworld #poetsgrid #thesharedpenofficial #floweringwriters #poetscommunityofinstagram #writersprecinct #thewritersmanor #untwinemeusa #celestialfeatures #poetsconnection #arcticpoets #cradlepinkpoetry #vaguesoulsunite #poeticcity #cradlepinkpoetry #thewritersmanor #firefliesofdarkminds #poetconnection #subtlequillbymeink #ftwriterss #sketchers #sketchcover #pencilcolor
Fallen 🍂 Virid treasury hung on Strings of life. Life, which never bends But it does, sometimes. Specks of dust Rustling to rise. Dreams failing you You, paying the price. Rays of light Piercing mountains and oceans. Dips back leaving hope behind. Hope, on which you thrive. I sat here months before, Embracing this giant tree. Why do I love it less today? Nothing it’s offering me. Pattern never fails, But we fail sometimes. Abilities never die, But we doubt it sometimes. When I look out the window, I might embrace the green. If not, I believe in its ability. The one which cannot be seen. HOLD THIS THOUGHT, BE WITH ME. Look through your window, Life is smiling at you, Birds are chirping and Moon is shining at you. . . . ____________ #thewritersmanor #thepoeticrefuge #poetrypunch #silverleafpoetry #poemsindia #writersday #globalagecaption #globalagepoetry #packpoetry #brownhourpoetry #thepenweilders #evepoetrygroup #writersnetwork #streetwritersofficial #writersflare #apoeticlove #bleedingsoulpoetry #poeticreveries_ #bymepoetryasia #bymepoetryeurope
A tender thought cuts through The heart, bruises the far ends Of the chambers; like a paper. Diversions ahead, each second. Every nerve cell houses a gazillion Stars, bright and dull clustering Into different constellations of Thousands galaxies. Autobiography and soft films from Inbetween moments of lucidity and Insanity, brews an interesting yet Intriguing storyline, the world gazes A soft speech bubble, always active At the irony of a man for the religiously Political opinionated nerves entangled With the unaffected lanes of deeply Rooted theories about Women & World, And a woman- Craters and lanes of memories fill up The void on the subject of years passed Illusions and significations, walks Simultaneously in the gardens of Minds, leaving the rest of the space A dark matter, filled with asteroids And unnamed meteors sprawling All over the land in disguise; A tender thought cuts through The heart, bruises the far ends Of the chambers. - K.C // Poetry, a warehouse.
Oh, my stars I would like to get a response For whether you're looking At the earth trying to form Constellations of people's relations Or my planet got lost amidst your Crowded space and fogs up the Visibility area from far above I wonder if there's any difference Of constellations that were made By both humans and stars, Do stars fight against eachother? For eachother? Do stars love eachother? Do you also blame humans for not Being able to be together? Do you narrate stories to your kids? For, my dear stars, we humans always Tries to find one or the other thing to Blame, and it is always an easier path To blame things that resides far away When you set your feet on this planet, I would like to assure you that you'll Find stories more than the stories You probably heard of about humans For, my dear stars, we humans always Reside between the lines of stories, Trying to weave one of our own, while Listening to the endless stories of Other humans, places, memories, And stories of stories. Most of us, Believe stories more than other Living embodiment of memories For, my dear stars, it is easier to Believe stories that adds up a Little bit of magic from here and There, alongside realities fed Straight into the mouths and tummy Which is said to be the gateway Of hearts and heart beats. Have you ever watched the rain drops? For, my dear stars, the whole earth Celebrates when the clouds gets Their hearts off the heavy weight Which ties them down at a place, And fly with freedom in the abundant Skies, you must definitely watch the Beauty and joy, the whole planet gets Dressed up with, and i wish for the Similar freedom of the clouds, For, my dear stars, every night there Is a storm and hurricanes do visit On some other nights, while i tend To the tiny plants in my backyard And i would want to protect them, For they're little and tender beings Always brimming with love and joy. So, tell me, my dear stars, would You like to land in my side of the sky Tonight? Would you shine brighter Tonight making the clouds and Storms disappear? For my tiny and Tender plants are tired of the storms. -K.
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If you say I can sing a song With stars, moon and desires along Whose tune will imprint a queen and a king Lost beneath the cascade of this amorous blink If you say I can narrate a story Of Cinderella and her shining glory Moments those spell like bouquet of roses The way she expresses through her poses If you say I can take you to the garden of romance Shower your presence with essence of flowers and run behind Jimjams Will decorate your way as lavenders land And drive you to heaven holding your hands If you say I can gift you all I have For this soulful affection, I can myself be wrapped At the shore of embrace in the waves of kisses Submerges the heart of dreams and wishes If you say I can sense you here My closed eyes can recite you near If you say I can keep singing this song With stars, moon and desires along... #thesharedpenofficial #poetconnection sorry 3 #ftwriterss #poems #lovepoets #special #romantic #lovepoetry❤ #romance #specialperson #relationshipgoals #heartofpoets #artofpoets #communityofpoets #romancequotes #specialday #instapoems #the_auctores #poets_area #thewritersmanor #vaguesoulsunite #poetrysupportbybt #cradlepinkpoetry #betweenlinesandverses #poetsburg #romancereaders #igwriters #instawriters #thoughtconnection
Fluorescence dimmed in thunderstorm within Lighting sparkled as droplets on face Every drop touching these palms Glorified the charm of heavenly solace.. My universe when takes me above the clouds He travels along my fantasy of love Sweetly he implants his euphoric kiss And takes away this earth beneath and this sky above... #thesharedpenofficial #poetconnection sorry 3 #ftwriterss #poems #lovepoets #special #romantic #lovepoetry❤ #romance #specialperson #relationshipgoals #heartofpoets #artofpoets #communityofpoets #romancequotes #specialday #instapoems #the_auctores #poets_area #thewritersmanor #vaguesoulsunite #poetrysupportbybt #cradlepinkpoetry #betweenlinesandverses #poetsburg #romancereaders #igwriters #instawriters #thoughtconnection
Feeling you here, it's a memorable note Bits counting beats and desires of both Already drowned in these deep staring eyes Blushing me narrates , re-twinkling the demised Euphoria is this inaudible talk Years of affinity with every step we walk Pledges for these hugs we have just tuned Radiating bosoms by the light of the moon Horizon is smitten by this beautiful quirk Stars imprint, " there's freedom in the fireworks" With melting lamp and this arousing flare This closeness pleases, the divinity so rare Our names shall be sculptured in this locale Let's be eternal with our infinite tale Endless love shall flow from very start Let's blink together with our "sparking hearts.. " #thesharedpenofficial #poetconnection sorry 3 #ftwriterss #poems #lovepoets #special #romantic #lovepoetry❤ #romance #specialperson #relationshipgoals #heartofpoets #artofpoets #communityofpoets #romancequotes #specialday #instapoems #the_auctores #poets_area #thewritersmanor #vaguesoulsunite #poetrysupportbybt #cradlepinkpoetry #betweenlinesandverses #poetsburg #romancereaders #igwriters #instawriters #thoughtconnection
Darling, desperate are these charms in eyes Holding you tight through a permanent drive Arms gripped closer in the canvas of night With every sip of soaked romance in this sleeveless sight Drench in this rain to immerse in petrichor of my life When at the end of the road my destiny sits beside... #thesharedpenofficial #poetconnection sorry 3 #ftwriterss #poems #lovepoets #special #romantic #lovepoetry❤ #romance #specialperson #relationshipgoals #heartofpoets #artofpoets #communityofpoets #romancequotes #specialday #instapoems #the_auctores #poets_area #thewritersmanor #vaguesoulsunite #poetrysupportbybt #cradlepinkpoetry #betweenlinesandverses #poetsburg #romancereaders #igwriters #instawriters #thoughtconnection
There is something about letting the sea chase you even though you are stationary. This picture of mine was a major inspiration.