#JEN_EC

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 8w

    #wild #JEN_EC

    11th October 2021

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    I abhor the quietude of dreams and ambitions
    that sangfroid chases me like an eerie train-de-haute-vitesse trying to crush me under its blood-thirsty scary wheels . The euphony of cities screeches in my ears until i bleed anger and frustration. I love the scenery of people dying infront of my eyes screaming and begging for help .
    The devil inside me smirks

    The grotesque dandelions that sway with the cold breeze in the murk of dusk, derides my wild thoughts concealing my innocence to mangle its vile petals . The exasperating chirps and squeaks of infernal little birds and squirrels seems like the laugh of deities at my putrid flesh but i love to kill them by electrocuting them , choking them brutally on their breath .My frenzied "wild" eyes love the picturesque view of their impotent endless tears falling from their doleful eyes. I love to see their glass like dreams falling from the shelf of life.

    Wildness sighs inside my brain .The archfiend resides in my delicate and divine body . I am a catastrophe in disguise. But ain't I helping the almighty to destroy his pathetic, scenic world. Ain't the joy lies inside the sufferings of god's sinful humans and beautiful frail creatures!

    ©milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake

  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 10w

    Agowilt of enso

    There was a time when i was hopeful
    But now the hope resides in the
    corner of my eye cascading down,
    deluging the palisades of my strength.
    Blunders soaking up the courage of my
    soul shrouding my enthusiasm with the
    blankets of pessimism.

    Feuillemort dreams are falling from the
    autumnal maple trees of my life.
    Consuming my passion anxiety laughs .
    The land of optimism slowly sliding under
    my feet.Apprehension is digging the Grave
    for my ambitions.


    Griefs are chunking my sun of glee
    devouring the moon of peace,
    Screams of misery masticating
    the euphony of my victory.


    Thank you so much for the EC @miraquill
    Thank you so much ❤️ @writersnetwork
    #enso
    #contest_j #JEN_CONTEST #JEN_EC #JEN_WNLIKE

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    atelophobia

    Crushing the halcyon days woebegone days blossom .Clutching my amiable heart the euphuistic melancholy blooms choking me in
    the eerie night of gloom .
    ©milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake

  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 11w

    16 September 2021

    I am painting my nights with ambrosial lies
    with the scarlet hues crushing my heart
    watering the feelstora embracing my fabrication
    quaffing the alcohol burning the abyss of love

    Is there an answer in those blank pages
    I thought twice and started inking the
    pages with my agony growing lovesickness
    in my delicate heart , tearing up my soul

    Strom of loneliness sabotaged my quill
    rain of affliction washed away all my verses
    I stand still closing my eyes

    Will this pain ever end?
    My valour screamed
    " I was never a speck of dust .
    I will rise like a phoenix from the
    ashes of my past."

    #start #JEN_EC #JEN_WNLIKE

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    Thank you so much @miraquill for the EC i love you❤️

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    Will this pain ever end?
    My valour screamed
    " I was never a speck of dust .
    I will rise like a phoenix from the
    ashes of my past."
    ©milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake

  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 12w

    12th September 2021

    she wrote a small poem for her mom who was buried deep inside the graveyard. Paper stained with her tears and some tears dried on her cheeks . One can glimpse those stars in her eyes mourning and blinking frequently only to let the tears stream down from her orbs .

    My small hands reached out to her paler cheeks to wipe her tears off . My eyes painted with fear and edged with curiosity, voice trembling I blurted out few words " mom why are you crying?I will save you from those demons "

    She ruffled my hair forced a smile , bottled up all her courage and blended it with a pot of emotions and coated it with pinch of lie and replied " I am writing a lullaby to sing it to your granny. She will fall in a deep slumber and next day she will become a fairy . "

    My mind clouded with the thoughts of beautiful
    fairies but the tap on my chin drag me to the world
    of harsh reality and forced me again to gaze at her
    mysterious eyes shattering the sand castle of my
    fantasies.

    She pulled me into her embrace and I stumbled within her arms , she placed a kiss on my rosy cheeks , handed me a quill and whispered few words " O' darling would you someday weave your beautiful words , embellish them with the blue metaphors and grey similies to sing the best lullaby to me? "

    I nodded with the pearly smile not knowing the concealed truth that she is telling me to write an eulogy crushing my sweet memories and stabbing my wounded heart so she can lie down peacefully inside her tomb leaving me alone to fight with this cruel world .


    #traditions #wod #JEN_EC #JEN_WNLIKE

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    Tradition of handing over the quill

    She pulled me into her embrace and I stumbled within her arms , she placed a kiss on my rosy cheeks , handed me a quill and whispered few words " O' darling would you someday weave your beautiful words , embellish them with the blue metaphors and grey similies to sing
    the best lullaby to me? "

    ©milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake

  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 21w

    I enshrouded the sun of glee with
    grey clouds to feel the warmth
    I watered the snowdrops(hope) and
    roses(love) to wilt them with the
    incalescent heat of my delight
    I ornamented my soul with gaiety
    and attired myself with the gown
    of generosity to stab my velvety
    skin for bleeding poetries.
    My soul found solace in the
    obscurity of limelight.
    I ran towards tenebrous tunnel being
    threatened by the darkness of night.


    I relished the blossoms of spring tide
    while missing the falling leaves and
    laments of migrating birds .
    I flew high in welkin of freedom being
    caged by the love of my mother .
    I walked on the aisle of love and felicity
    only to pierce my heart with thrones
    and splinters of heartache and grief
    Native land filled my heart with dépaysement.
    I drowned myself in the ocean of chaos to
    achieve the tranquility of my soul .
    I waited for the moonlight in the morning
    sipping the coffee mixed with spoonful poison of melancholy while my cadaver is struggling to live.
    I sought for satan's dark abyss in heaven
    for the salvation of my soul.


    Ain't it life !!?
    We run to win the rat race ruining the peace of mind abandoning our happiness only to fill our life with contentment and serene .

    #paradox #miraquill
    #writersnetwork #JEN_WNREPOST #JEN_EC
    #JEN_WNLIKE


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    Thank you so much for EC @miraquill

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    Soul paradox

    Ain't it life !!?
    We run to win the rat race ruining the peace of mind abandoning our happiness only to fill our life with contentment and serene.
    ©milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake

  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 30w

    I am girl
    Fragile heart full of scars
    Face covered with melancholy
    Yet trying to hold back my tears
    Wings half stitched
    fixing the strings of my heart
    turbulent past desolating my thoughts
    Fear of falling racing through my veins
    Then He came
    He came with the colours
    and painted my canvas
    My fantasy came true
    I started dancing over the hues
    Spring came to my life after a prolonged winter
    My melancholy transformed into glee
    Euphoric feeling rushed through my veins
    when he started holding my hands
    No longer I was caged by the evils of my past
    His kiss pulled my soul out of the cobweb of memories
    his embrace lightened up my paths eradicating
    the darkness of my world
    I found sunlight in his glorious eyes
    His love transformed me into a buoyant butterfly
    Then I realized it's the power of first love
    #transform #wod #JEN_EC


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    Power of first love
    ©jennet__