"How do you know it will work out?" his friend asked.
"She lets me have the last bite of her food."
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"He never cared for me,"
Assignment cried.
"Wait for a few more days,"
Due Date smirked.
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And now you are like the
language I knew once
as a child,
that only sounds familiar
but is utterly
incomprehensible
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"What are you wearing?"
She texted her best friend,
indecisive of what to wear.
"My wedding gown,"
replied the bride to-be.
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mayankaggarwal28 37w
Loneliness hurts only when you're down
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Hope is a bitch if harboured for too long
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thescribbledwritings 43w
Amidst chaos, you will have to find the calm. Around us when everything is going wrong, the strongest are failing to keep us, stay positive. This is a fleeting moment, and you will have to stay strong, writes Gauri for The Scribbled Writings.
In addition, she extends her arm to mention if you ever want to talk and don't have anyone to express, you can definitely reach out to her.
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Till then try to be calm and start to explore.
Maybe draw the trees, paint the mountains,
In this sea of negativity be your own captain.
Everything you try to do might feel wrong,
Never forget you have always been strong.
Try to cherish the people around you,
In the sea of negativity be their crew.
- Gauri
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thescribbledwritings 43w
There shouldn't be just one day for the celebration of a mother. The moment a girl is born, that very moment she should be worshipped. Najla expresses her strong emotion with a mother for The Scribbled Writings.
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right from the umbilical cord in her womb.
She nurtures you every day with love.
She never needs an explanation because she understands you just through your eyesight.
She sacrifices her life only for you.
She bears the storm that comes to harm you.
She wears the smile that comes to cherish you.
She is your Super Woman.
That's why Paradise lies at her feet.
- Najla
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thescribbledwritings 44w
During this unprecedented times as we hone a skill or a hobby that we had once, Apoorva expresses her hobby of writing in a microtale for The Scribbled Writings. Write your story for The Scribbled Writings -
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Longevity the ultimate hope.
I'm living to the extreme of my timed truth,
Some days on top of the world,
Some days just hanging by a rope.
I live to express a story,
But all I do is scribble and throw.
Anonymity is comforting,
But who will clap when I take my final bow?
Apoorva
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mayankaggarwal28 47w
जा रहे थे परदेस से घर की आस लिए
राह में याद आया घर तो पीछे छोड़ आए
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thescribbledwritings 49w
Do you remember the Pani Puri challenge, eating the maximum number? Ketki walks down the memory lane for us with her scribble. Write your story for The Scribbled Writings -
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Tears falling down his cheeks so profusely.
I handed him a tissue in one hand,
A 'Dairy Milk' in other.
After all he had lost to me,
In a 'Pani Puri' challenge.
Competitive and fun times in love.
Ketki
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BEIGE
When you feel the lowest of lows,
darkness crippling around you,
you will find me, a speck of light
in the dark, holding you tightly.
When you feel like the beige,
slumbering into the narrow valley of sadness,
I will pull you out of it,
to the valley of eternal peace.
When you have a rough day,
or a fulfilling day,
you can lay it all on me,
with a cup of hot chocolate by your side.
When you are uncertain of us,
I will make you remember,love,
Isn't love one of the most
uncertain things in the world?
Even If we are two different islands,
floating in our own seperate oceans,
after walking together for so long,
our steps automatically match with each other.
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wad_arg 49w
CUPBOARD OF MEMORIES
I opened the cupboard of memories,
after a long time,
picked the book from her shelf,
and saw that rose pressed between the pages.
I reminisce, about how it all started,
the beautiful fragments
of our memories,
now fading away.
The memories visit me every night,
to lull me to sleep,
am I just trying to put those fragments together?
to make sense of things.
She told me all,
about letting it go,
how it will hurt,
only in the beginning.
But, I wanted to ask,
what if there was no beginning?
I didn't,
it's time to close the cupboard, for now.
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thescribbledwritings 50w
We all wrestle ourselves and the experience is dramatic. Have you ever experienced anything like this, asks Nisha with her musing for The Scribbled Writings.
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about the whole experience.
Me wrestling with my own
wayward internal monologue.
I need to be constantly frantic
And I keep going.
Until my brain says, ‘Stop, please!’
And then I sleep.
But then I worry and wake up again.
Almost melodramatic.
Nisha
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Are you a sunset person? Then you love this musing by Aliya for The Scribbled Writings.
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Illuminating the evening sky
Sun kissing the sea with yellows and oranges,
Dipping like a dolphin in the waves
Flitting for the moon to shine
Giving a blissful view for the eyes
Aliya
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wad_arg 51w
And she never got to see him again.
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#writerlyWAR CHILD
She woke up early,
vivacious excitement in her way,
father is going to come home today.
She waited for countless months,
making welcome cards for hundreds of time.
She waited for countless years,
to see that big old smile around the house.
Thousands of letters exchanged,still
numerous storied left untold,
today, she will say it all.
A nervousness in her gait,
contemplating on her very first words to him,
She doesn't know where her mother went,
perhaps, to collect his favourite sweets.
It's about time now,
With every passing time,
the palpable excitement running wild in her.
Her mother came, just in the nick of time
whispering something to her ear.
She stood there , unable to move,
for she has come to know,
He isn't going to come home, today and never.
Years pass by,
she doesn't cry anymore,for
she knows, the last thing father wanted,
is to make her cry.
She keeps a picture of him at bedside,
to kiss him goodnight, every night.
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wad_arg 52w
And it will be a long time before we meet,love.
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#writerlyMY TRYST WITH LOVE
I'll not love you,
for the sake of love.
I'll not promise to love you,
for the eternity of time.
I'll not cajole you,
into loving me.
I'll not promise you,
eternal happiness and solidarity.
But, I'll love you,
through the test of time.
I'll promise to be with you,
through the dark and the light.
I'll promise you,
you'll find me,
caressing you hair,
when it gently touches your cheek.
I'll not promise you,
romantic endeavors
for the rest of our time,
for time is a waste of life.
When you feel,
the night is full of fear.
I'll be there to,
to sleep you through the happy memories.
You see, my love,
love has never been kind to me.
It slipped through my hands,
Or I let it slip many times.
But I have faith in us,
for it's not love that draws me to you,
it's my respect for you,
I know, we will
grow through the cracks
and find the light at the other end.
©wad_arg -
wad_arg 52w
More Power to all the survivors out there.
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Consent was trivial to you,
you thought, my flesh was ready for you.
you thought, me being friendly,
an invitation for you to violate me.
I was afraid, of the consequences,
you were groping your next prey.
I was afraid , of myself,
empty void nesting inside me.
I contemplate, did I do something wrong?
or was it you all alone,
the answer is obvious, yet
I scrutinise myself to sleep every night.
The wounds may heal,
but the trust is lost,
the shadows will scare me,
for the rest of my life.
I have decided to,
deem you insignificant,
at long last the woman in me rebelled,
overcoming the fear and shame.
I will speak out,
not in a whisper, but aloud,
vehemently to end this injustice,
to end this torment within.
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wad_arg 52w
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#wordpornJOURNEY
We started on a high note,
a group of six,
filled with heat that
can ravage the sun.
The journey was long,
our penchant for salvation even longer.
We are on day six,
going swiftly, ignorant of the plangent path,
ahead of us.
The astute one forbade us,
to travel through the clouds.
So we walked for days and night.
We are on day eight,
languidly walking towards uncertainty,
the exigencies of our basic amenities growing rapidly.
We are on day twelve,
our brothers have deserted us,
now we are a group of three,
the soaring sun,
rendering our souls.
Mandering through the nocuous way,
the astute one proclaiming,
our destination is nigh but,
he has been saying it for days and night.
They are on day fifteen,
it finally reckoned on me,
I was void of the devotion.
They looked at me with a roguish look,
I wished them a seraphic journey ahead.
For it's time to go home,
waiting vivaciously, for
My journey through the clouds.
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mindcruise 29w
Winter grey
Icy breath on my cupped palms I blow
One last desperate attempt to slow
The numbness of cold oblivion
There's no stopping it I know, Winter's here
Lips freeze words shatter like icicles
Brrrr, Its the same old cycle
This frigid sun shines elsewhere
while I shiver 'neath a cloud, Winter's here
Spread out my arms, behold the cold
a hoary frost descends, takes hold
with familiar fondness gathers
around my winkling light, Winter's here
©mindcruise
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