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I still remember the night you deciphered to me the word yugen so beautifully. "The dark streets of my heart always glittered when you chaperone along my path. But the corners are still dingy, and lonely. The brightest of skies are for you to explore the world. But ask me how I have traced my inner self without the darkness that follows... I couldn't. My dear, the transient nights which reminds you of forevers are for you to explore your presence." My world took an upturn since you left me, that night.
©saya__

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zilch__ Damnnnnnnnnnn
daphnae @hafeezhmha One liner. Kinda.
hafeezhmha @saya__ nah. I've read this one. ❤️
cosines Le WN - I'm doing lazy -_-
cosines This is

pj_animation 87w

#prompt #ffossil #pj_illmind #readthisJ

LITTLE YUGEN

Glued in a cave inhumane
Thoughts mildly humane
From sanity to insane
My mind takes plane
On a mode off my lane
It might be awhile to be sane
Comfort from a blanket of yugen
Pain soothed by pills of brufen
In my arms own folden
Caged in my thoughtful den
Seeking courage through my pen
As I count from one to ten
The words appear golden
This is my small fountain
I climb my own mountain
With peace I maintain
With ease I be my own main
Braved by my growing mane
I might finally be sane
©pj_animation

fleeing_fossil 87w

#prompt #ffossil
@writersnetwork ��thank you!

Word: Yugen - sad beauty of human suffering;
Deep; mysterious

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_mathematics 87w

What would happen if sadness and happiness met on the street?
Credit to @say_me_krish for the above prompt

#streetmeetc @writersbay
#ffossil #prompt

the deserted space strutting about the psyche owning every inch now being caressed which I thought, have forfeited all.
©silly_lad

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_mathematics Thank you for the read and kind repost @fleeing_fossil ✌✨
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writersbay Such great thoughts in such less words. Woaah!!
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rekhuu 88w

#blurc @writersbay

#ffossil @fleeing_fossil

#daadigotyourback

Blur. .

Let's blur out our differences forever
Else the space betwixt us will turn forlorn
and we'll remain disoriented lovers for life

©rekhuu

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rekhuu Thanks @zia_shae
taniya_9124 ❤️☺️woww
rekhuu Thank you @taniya_9124 ☺️
sid_rulz Masterpiece created through few magical words ♥️✍
rekhuu Thanks @sid_rulz

veloc1ty_ 88w

#ffossil

fiction ofc

I've etched a few too many names on my heart with a sharpie so dark that it makes those names appear as scars, not that they differ by any means but now look, I'm wearing a heart that's ugly and scarred and it's run out of space for a name that could've possibly cleansed it.
©veloc1ty_

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cosines OH WOWWW .
stewpid_ Wow ❤
dusky_dawn Damn.
an_endless_void Good my g
manasaa Glad it's fiction though I find it relatable

thousand_splendid_thoughts 88w

@fleeing_fossil I erased seven times whatever I wrote and then came up with this. I don't know whether I justified the prompt or not❤��

@saya__ I tried��

#genuine_readers #ffossil

I sit on the bench
shrug off the leaves snoring on its green texture,
take in a deep breathe and let the space
beside me dissolve me totally,
to remind me that you will never walk the
path leading to this bench
and it would be just me trying to plant trees
of metaphors in empty air

©thousand_splendid_thoughts

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thousand_splendid_thoughts @hafeezhmha
I think there's a correction.
A messed up writer just started following a great writer
hafeezhmha @thousand_splendid_thoughts highly disagreed
thousand_splendid_thoughts @hafeezhmha
Who asked about your agreement

Facts don't need agreements *-*
hafeezhmha @thousand_splendid_thoughts
Nobody decides that. XD

Me izz a fan mam. Autograph please .
thousand_splendid_thoughts @hafeezhmha
You are asking the wrong person for autograph XD

I seriously sometimes don't know what special my readers find in my write-ups. Hodge podge my write-ups are. Still grateful to have you as my reader

someone_you_know 88w

#ffossil
@saya__ ��
@fleeing_fossil I'm sorry for ruining your prompt��
#dustyc #space

♡Bg credit to the rightful owner

The spaces betwixt that dusty diary
hides the stories of the epitome of love and
the tears of the deepest pain of betrayal withal...
©someone_you_know

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someone_you_know @say_me_krish yeah I got it. Thanks again❤❤
say_me_krish Please delete your mail wala comment for privacy, cz stalkers are in clusters here *sighs*

Have a blast
someone_you_know @say_me_krish yeahhh I forgot about it. Thanks for reminding❤
someone_you_know @say_me_krish yeahhh I forgot about it. Thanks for reminding❤
say_me_krish

starrdust 88w

#random #dustyc #ffossil #prompt @writersbay
@fleeing_fossil��

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Pardon me if it doesn't make any sense◐.̃◐

All the space in my heart
has been soaked
in dusty cobwebs of
vain feelings,
I've been too numb
to absolve.

©starrdust

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fromwitchpen Ah
starrdust @fromwitchpen thankyouu!
fromwitchpen Most welcome
hafeezhmha It does. ❤️
Well fabricated ✨
starrdust @hafeezhmha thankyou so much! Your kind words mean a lot really

daphnae 88w

Does it makes sense? *-*
Why am I so stupid? *-*
#ffossil I ruined your prompt. ��

#octoberodyssey #oozingoneliners

And sometimes, your bourns heave the infinity, which the spaces in your freedom sighed.
©saya__

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stillhoping__ Lovely
rumanrulesneverend
onemayhem Damn! So amazing ❤❤
onemayhem I just listened to your song, whoa❤
It was perfect!
I love your voice ❤❤❤
It's so soothing and beautiful!
I've listened to all your songs and I love them all!
( Btw that art behind you in the video is cute)
my_cup_of_poetry Loved it

fleeing_fossil 88w

#ffossil #prompt - Wednesday's word

@saya__ here it is ;-)

Write a one-liner using the word 'space.'

Below one is an example written by me :p

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veloc1ty_ beautiful ❤
veloc1ty_ haha
wallfl0wer @saya__ @fleeing_fossil I tried but i couldn't write something,will try again soon ;_;

the_speccy_outsider 91w

Time was running out and the noblemen weren't getting any victory, for the vengeful ones had taken over, intertwining their respective lives in order to perpetually collide, eventually. And thus the nomenclature of Heroes and Villains took place, creating a labyrinth of deceitful illusions.

//The vile and macabre blackhole started to consume the galaxies of sanity and verity//

Since childhood we've been constantly told that Heroes are good and Villains are evil. The one who saves everyone is a Hero and the one who creates obstacles for the Hero is the Villain. And we believed it! Put a fight, and the Hero sings the song of victory while the Villain walks the slippery path to defeat.

//The eyes of a Villain often weep tears of a forlorn life//

For everyone, the Hero is Blue, who confronts a Villain who is Red, for a Green Damzel in distress. A quintessential story for us to watch, read, listen and write. Inducing fear in form of a fantasy, which isn't true in reality. The ones who are outspoken, opinionated, straightforward, misunderstood, eccentric, imperfect, different are often termed as Villains. And the ones who succumb to societal norms are crowned as Heroes. Only hypocrites rule a narcissistic world.

//I belong to a world where Heroes are considered as Villains and Villains are perceived as Heroes//

Villains are alone like an empty room. Segregated from the zephyr of love and struck by the tornado of mist. They are the embers of a story. I miss them, if there isn't someone who's Grey yet pragmatic in a story. For one can always blame the Villains for all the mistakes one committed. How easy it is! One might never read, listen, watch or write a story that doesn't have a Villain. For who shall be held responsible for the struggles of the protagonists, putting them on the throne of success.

But who are we to decide? Are we all perfect? Or is there really such a thing as perfection? Everyone wants to be a Hero. But it takes guts to be a Villain. To say that one is wrong. To admit no one is perfect in this imperfect world. I love Villains as they are relatable. They tell us there's still a chance to show remorse and look towards the path of redemption. To rectify the wrong deeds.

It is a matter of perspective, I suppose. As whatever a Villain does, the same is followed by a Hero. Whether it is loving someone, fighting a plethora of dilemmas, going against the system, breaking laws and most importantly, taking a stand for yourself in order to get what you want. And the narrators often camouflage the lines between them. Providing an insight betwixt right and wrong, nugatory in nature. Not being inclusive at all. And blurring these lines is a quixotic practice, followed since generations. Yet, no conclusion is derived but the only thing one sees is a bigotry of Blame Game, and nothing else. Sadly!

//Villains are what we call as the misfits, the wallflowers, the scapegoats, the anarchics and, the outsiders//

©the_speccy_outsider

#alone #zephyr #MondayMantras #time #belong #fridayfun #fear #sings #eyes #galaxies #mistc #colourc #labyrinthc #emberc #ffossil #daadigotyourback

Villains

I wish I could be
A villain in someone else's story
Allowing them to put all the blame
For their misdeeds
On me
Relinquishing them from their sins

Photo By Piron Guillaume on Unsplash

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the_speccy_outsider @phoenix_luna
the_speccy_outsider @fleeing_fossil I'm so happy to know that you think so. I wanted to present this in its actual light. It is endearing to know that you appreciate the intention behind this one. Thanks a lot for your words and the constant support. ❣️
the_speccy_outsider @fleeing_fossil ✨

pallavi4 91w

Food, frolic and fun

I was a very naughty child and
Was the apple of my mother’s eye.
Till my sister arrived, my ma and I were
Inseparable. I think I was one of those
Children who were lucky to not
Have been separated from their
Mothers even when they were at work
Because I would be tied to her back,
Like the local native population
In my town and so I would simply go
Wherever she did. I still begin to smile
Just recollecting those days of fun
With her. My favourite memory from
Childhood is sitting on the kitchen
Counter and poking holes into the
“Matris “ - fried flour dough to be eaten
With neebu ka achaar . The holes were
Made to prevent the matris from
Swelling and turning into a poori. I
Would poke holes while my ma
Rolled out a fresh batch of matris.
Along with this we would either listen to her
Favourite songs on the cassette player
Or sing some ourselves while we “cooked”.
This inculcated the love for music
In me at a very tender age. I still
Remember the songs and we still sing
Them together even now ....
So many decades later.
The whole environment of food and
Music and my mother’s company
Were and will always remain my
Favourite memory from my childhood.

Mother’s have a special way
Of saying that they care
Loving us from afar sometimes
Without even being there
No matter what goes wrong in life
It is a comfort to know
She will never judge you no matter
How many tantrums you throw
My mother is special to me
Because she is also my best friend
I know we will always have each other’s
Back right till the very end

@pallavi4

6th of October, 2020

Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner

#prompt #ffossil #fun #childhood #memories
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charvy The words are having a touch of Nostalgia beautiful
pallavi4 @charvy thank you so much for your kind words 😊

waitaminute 91w

#ffossil

A taste of undettered food items,
The days of childhood won't return,

Summer holidays were fun,
Visiting granny's house after homework done,
Sun burning like fire,
Days of playing with cycle tyre,

I enjoy pizzas n burgers, they are nice
But my favourite was curd rice,
Enjoying bacteria curdling ,
And evening was made for pudding,

Day used to start with bat and ball,
I never heard about mall,
Wall was our score board,
Not assets but happiness we can afford,

Noon was time for lemonade,
My favorite ice cream homemade,
Chatting with my grandma,
I miss her food's aroma,

Evening with her icetea,
Those were days when I was tension free,
Its been years now,
Doing all those michievous pranks,

I miss those days,
I visit there anyways,
But something is missing,
I am same, she is same,
It's just time's game,
No one could be blame,

May childhood come again,
When I used to joy rain,
Rather than finding someone in it's drops,
I am just living with false hopes,
Admiring my memories album on old rack.
Hopes of getting those days back.
©missplato20

fleeing_fossil 91w

#prompt

The prompt for this week is here!! - write a poem or prose about the most underrated food items.

In a world, where people sustain on pizzas and burgers, where swiggy and zomato are ruling the roads and people's hearts,
"kulfi on the cart",
"sour and sweet orange candies" in a nearby dingy store,
"spicy and fried green peas" on the roadside
are quite underrated.

( hot and fluffy Bondas of my native state.
Sattu of UP and Bihar, kadalai mittai of Tamil Nadu)��
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Those who ain't interested in the above prompt shall write about any of your best childhood memories.

Do tag #ffossil

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daphnae @secret_letters This one. Try it once
daphnae Advita di. I am sorry, I couldn't attempt this.
daphnae Waiting for the next prompt.
daphnae @secret_letters Yeah sure.♥️
daphnae @poetryfromsoul This is the challenge.♥️

lumos__ 92w

#ffossil @mirakee @writersnetwork

If I could, I'd be --

1. The zephyr that dances among her soft brown curls. I'll play with her dangling silver earrings and move a stray strand of hair in jest, causing it to meet her pretty lashes, just to witness her squint her eyes and scrunch up her nose while she raises a hand to remove it, the early signs of a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.

2. The pleasant ache in the pit of her stomach when she has had a bit too much to drink and can't stop guffawing with laughter at every silly little joke. I'll remind her that not all things are gloomy and serious in the world and even on the worst of days, she is worthy of every good thing life has to offer- happiness, mirth, joy and laughter.

3. The sparkle in her honey-coloured eyes that shines bright while she vividly explains why coldplay fails to move her like kodaline does; or how there's no sorrow grave enough that rain can't wash away; or how, when anxious, she touches the friendship band gifted by her elementary school best friend, and feels all her worries evaporating into the thin air. I'll let the world know about the passion brimming in her heart when words fall short to do the job.

4. The dawn sky that she is so anxious to not miss. I'll arrive early and wait patiently to catch a glimpse of her tranquil face, the vestiges of last night's slumber conspicuous on her heavy lids and her slightly undone hair lending an ethereal aura to her. I'll linger some more, unwilling to take my eyes off of her and blush bright pink, red and orange while she looks at me as if she is witnessing a miracle. With a heavy heart I'll bid her goodbye and count the long hours till the next daybreak, impatient to see her again.

5. The pages of the worn out paperback with Tolstoy's words that her first lover gifted on her fifteenth birthday. I'll soak up her tears while she holds me close to her heart and rocks back and forth in a desperate attempt to tame down her indomitable sobs on a particularly bad night. I'll let her flip through my yellow pages, drowning her in a sense of familiarity and comfort. I'll let her fingers, marked with guitar strings, caress the old pressed rose, it's petals now brown and crumbling, and remind her over and over again that she is cherished. She is adored. She is loved.

©lumos__

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uba____ How beautifully u put all the things
Wow
lumos__ @ubaaa___ubaaa___thank you so much. I'm glad you liked it!
khudgarz Well penned ❤
lumos__ @khudgarz thank you so much!
khudgarz @lumos__ most welcome

veloc1ty_ 92w

#ffossil
@fleeing_fossil

if i could
then i would
be the hanky you wipe your tears with,
ill be dying to get a feel of your skin every night

//and when you go to sleep, ill be envious of the pillow who will get my share of the tears//
©veloc1ty_

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_mysoul Ohhhhho
say_me_krish Ahaaaannn!
say_me_krish Good you mentioned tears are being wiped XD XD
dusky_dawn Oh damn.
thousand_splendid_thoughts This is so sweet *-* ❤

suranjana__ 92w

//In the midst of the cemented pavement
they took a chasmic puff
and embraced each other as their lips collide.

Benevolently stroking each other's hand
they were glancing for a bench
in the corner of the estate.

Undyed bench with slippery taste of mist
almost made their comfy clothes damp.

But inheriting comfort in the chest of him
she was there beholding the asteroid gleam.

Trying her best she made
a love contoured cluster of asteroids
while letting her thin fingers whirl
in the puff of air.

Chuckling upon his endearing jokes she
Found an abode in his core.

Gazing at him while he sings lullabies for her
To give her an alluring nap by
tapping his hands over her scalp.

Rubbing her eyes
She went to the chest
that belonged to her for the dead night
And slept feeling a notorious warmth. //

With a jerk someone woke her up
An old man suppose.
The sun's bright streaks
fell on her countenance.
And she felt it with a gesture
of losing her mate.
The boy whom she discerned in her fantasy
Was no more with her
To secure that warmth from his broad chest
To fabricate that half done
love contoured constellation.

And there she again lives in reality
When the mist that touched her fabrics
engulfed by her anatomy
Got dried up.

©suranjana__

#sings #mistc #fantasy #reality
#ffossil #septembersnippet

If I could
then I would
be the endearing fantasy that knocks up
every dead night inhabiting in the
brain cells of mine merrily
manifesting the collision of two epitomes,
heart and warmth of the girl that dwells in the
broad chest of the boy.

// To never let my fragile core lecerate when the sun arrives with it's strikes to shatter our live recitals and leave me alone in the reality without a good-bye for him and letting me miss every bit of our instants filled with tenderness.//

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suranjana__ @bouncy Thank you so much dear♥️♥️
suranjana__ @alxita Thank you so much yaar♥️♥️
say_me_krish I'm in love with the simplicity of your edits ❤️❤️❤️
suranjana__ @say_me_krish Hehe thank you

biswajitdev 92w

* "Darkness can't intoxicate lucent light,"
She #sings to many lives in the thickest night . *

Dear Souls of Universe,
Shower some ❤ & convey your suggestions.
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** Glance collide with sapphire hued ethereal eyes,
mantle of mystery beyond fantasy that poets could surmise,
beauty to behold beyond galaxy that silvery star sighs .

Scathing strike of slippery souls to snavel spark
Tears tumble with pearlescent stardust paint perpetual mark
She remains the sole soul gleaming in gloaming
though drunken with dark .

"Darkness can't intoxicate lucent light,"
She sings to many lives in the thickest night . **

* GLOSSARY:-
Glance - A brief Look, Sapphire - Blue, Hue - Colour, Ethereal - Delicate, Mantle - Covering or Veil, Surmise - Imagine, Behold - Gaze upon or Look, Scathing - Devastating, Strike - Attack, Slippery - Unreliable, Snavel - Steal, Tumble - Fall down, Pearlescent - Pearl like, Perpetual - Eternal, Gleam - Shine, Gloaming - Dusk, Drunken & Intoxicate - Poison, Lucent - Glowing off, Thickest night - Dark night *

©biswajitdev
29.09.2020
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#wod #writersnetwork #pod #mirakee #writerstolli #ceesreposts #Glance #Collide #Eyes #Tear #Tumble #Hue #Mantle #Mystery #Fantasy #Poets #Surmise #Galaxy #Star #Stardust #Spark #Dark #Sapphire #Soul #Gleaming #Gloaming #Darkness #Lucent #Light #Night #ffossil #Alliteration

Picture credit to the Rightful owner
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Glance collide with sapphire hued ethereal eyes,
mantle of mystery beyond fantasy that poets could surmise,
beauty to behold beyond galaxy that silvery star sighs .

Scathing strike of slippery souls to snavel spark
Tears tumble with pearlescent stardust paint perpetual mark
She remains the sole soul gleaming in gloaming
though drunken with dark .

"Darkness can't intoxicate lucent light,"
She sings to many lives in the thickest night .

©biswajitdev
29.09.2020

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stygian_ 92w

Words in the brackets are from the song "Dare You" : Hardwell ft. Matthew Koma.
/Doubt whether this piece makes sense./
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#ffossil #sings @writersnetwork @mirakee
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H a l l e l u j a h -s .

(We're a million lonely people
All together on this needle in the sky
Afraid of heights
And your dreams were made illegal
By the laws of lesser evil we call life
But not tonight.)

Dare you : a melody 'tween the eccentricity of pulverized hopes & splintered dreams.
Koma sings a cobweb of what ifs,
Perhaps the ones that have skidded from across our memories - yet they're domiciled as a self-loathing hymn humming the polyphony that epitomizes the bittersweet graveyard of memories.

(I dare you to love
I dare you to cry
I dare you to run)

What if you are in the roller coaster of those mélange & accelerated emotions :
Would you dare to go through that ride?
What if you find yourself smearing candidly amongst those Lilliputian stars and sheathed by that amethyst onyx sky :
Would you dare to come back to your own chaotic lives?
Perhaps in this life which is a mere amalgam of the eternal gloom of your soul that collides on the galvanizing maze of dark - surrendering yourself to the complex yet beautiful world?

(I dare you to try
I dare you to fall
And lay on the ground
I dare you to feel
I dare you to be here now)

What if you are in a closed room, all you have as your companion is the sheer beauty of darkness ~ who'd murmur his noxious yet buoyant in your ears would you dare to listen them :
Would you dare to reveal your intriguing mysteries perchance soporific conundrums too?
What if all you said and thought of, was imprinted on your skins :
Would you dare to speak a word?

(You're an outline of a vision
That you had when we were children yesterday
You watch it fade)

What if you could embrace the iciness of the sun - so as to entomb yourself in the frolicking silhouettes of the stars :
Would you dare to osculate the aubade?

Would you be that stellar fragment that's somewhere betwixt the penumbra of the marmalade skies & sunsets, and the phenomenal remnants of the subdued midnights & obsidian mauves : foreshadowing fantasies?

(Let your heart be your religion
Let it break you out of this prison you became
It’s not too late)

Would you dare to be the honey dripping from a benumbed heart : witnessing the ashes hovering around the soul, creating metaphorically hyperborean beats?

Would you dare to not be a poet?
If I could,
I would prefer not being a poet,
- for poets are adrifted souls - their minds trapped in an intoxicating bliss and the slippery words that get reverberated on these papers are whispers of the screeching sounds their eclipsed smiles and crestfallen confessions once made.
If I could,
I would prefer not being a poet - for poets are honeyed yet embittered hallelujah-s.

©stygian_

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