yuktibhatiaaaHi, I really liked your way of writing and would love to have u as the co-author of my upcoming anthology 'The Broken wings'. If interested do connect with me at @yuktibhatiaaa on insta. You will be charged a minimal amount for it.
"If these walls that surround me could talk, they'd scream, all the history they've seen- all the ways they palpitate and close in to protect me- sordid secrets that they hold, half-living banshees of hurt they harbor making it harder to breathe, crying for a house fated to sink under miles of water by the end of a century, my childhood drowning in it, every lost memory drowning in it...
If these walls inside me could talk, they'd scream as the wild forces behind them burst out at the seams, the parts of me I never knew leaking their thoughts and agonies and opinions and dreams, ancient barriers razed to smithereens, these creaky doors hold messages for me- but my weary mind is a rotting thing, formed to deteriorate, body wasting, waiting for inevitable abandonment just like them.
This piece went through so many changes. I felt like sharing the entire journey of writing this one because it's worth it. If you don't want to read this, you can skip it and directly jump to the poetry part. So here it is. Initially, Medusa, Athena, and some other characters in the first draft were just supposed to be metaphors for the characters of a short dream sequence I had in mind. I started making the initial draft, like gathering bits and pieces that came to my mind about everything I wanted to cover in that sequence. While making these outlines, I just kept thinking about Medusa and what she went through (if you want to know her story, the original story, check my comments in the comment section). Then it occurred to me that not many people from the present generation know about this Greek mythology so I should write about her instead because people should know how cruel and unfair patriarchy can get sometimes. So I deleted the previous outlines and started writing the original story in my words but the fact that Medusa always just got pain and betrayal but never the love she deserved, stopped me. Then a thought striked my mind that she deserves a love story but no one ever thought about that amidst all the monster portrayals she got and I again started it from the scratch with a prince, his kingdom, the queen, Athena, Medusa and some other characters but I got stuck in the end. According to Athena's curse, any man who ever look at her, will get petrified (turned into stone) and I could have worked it out in the story by the prince always keeping his eyes covered with a blind fold or just looking at her reflection in the water but why a man? Why it always has to be a man? That hit me really hard and I just stopped writing for a really long time. I took time to think about it and ended up writing this.
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Once upon a time, There was a princess With eyes like the reflection Of full moon in the ocean, Big and bright. Medusa fall for her Right in the first sight! She used to visit the same oak tree, Probably searching for peace, Once every week. Medusa watched her Hiding near the creek. Princess sensed her presence, And gazed at her reflection But never said a word. One's reflection never lies, Is what they say And maybe that's why She saw the girl Medusa once was And not the monster She was forced to become! "I'll confront her about my feelings The next time she visits", Medusa swore. Little did she knew, Her heart belonged to Athena, The goddess of war! Medusa waited and waited But she never returned. Queen found out About her daughter's love For their nemesis Who destroyed their kingdom And banished her From the palace, for the betrayal. Princess ran to Athena's temple And prayed to call her for help. She didn't answered, Because the affair was just a scam. A scam to break the royals, To shatter the castle of trust They shared And to show them Where they belonged! Princess stayed in the temple For nights, Helpless and hurt. She finally lost hope, Wandering around in confusion. With blurred vision From all the tears, She found herself Standing by the creek. Medusa was waiting for her Hiding in the shadows. She decided to give her some privacy To process her thoughts. The princess looked like walking chaos In the moment But still so simple. Same deep, big, shiny eyes, Same long golden locks, Same innocence dripping Down her face. Medusa waited for her to calm down But lost patience after a while 'cause she was still searching For princess's beautiful smile! She couldn't see her despair So decided to retrace her steps back But stepped on a twig instead "You don't always need to hide, you know", The princess said wiping her tears. "You knew about me this whole time?" "I sensed your presence from your shine" "My shine?" "Your reflection in water, Medusa." "You know who I am?", Medusa asked Desperately hiding the snakes on her head. "You are still beautiful, inside out. I hope you know that" Medusa smiled for the first time After a really long time. With her pale skin, Finally gaining different shades of pink Her eyes lit up As she took a step towards her love "I missed this smile" "And I, thy eyes"
lovenotes_from_carolynYou're welcome, and I was very glad to read this! I'm having a huge challenge in regard to keeping up with members because there are more and more new accounts by the day, so it's becoming very chaotic and time consuming. I'm trying to figure out a better way to manage the situation, but I really don't know.
lovenotes_from_carolynFor that same reason, I'm unable to keep up with any ongoing stories/series right now either. Very sorry for that.
pakhi1738@lovenotes_from_carolyn Hey, it's absolutely okay Carolyn! I understand how chaotic it might be for you to read every single post. I keep visiting your hashtag every now and then and there are just so many posts. No one can keep up with that. Take your time. I'm sure you'll find a better way.
lovenotes_from_carolynAside from the hashtag, I do my best to help undiscovered members get established, as well as support and appreciate my supporters, so the hashtag has become impossible for me to manage alone and I periodically remind members who use it to support others who use it, as that would help all involved. Anyway, thank you for understanding. I think the amount of members here have quadrupled since the time I joined in 2016, so it's a rather large undertaking.
I know that I've been writing these little fantasy dream sequences a lot for a while now, but one of these actually led to something really amazing. I am so excited to share that one and it's entire journey with you guys. It's still a work in progress so, you'll have to wait for it. Meanwhile, here's a piece I wrote somewhere in the mid of March but never got a chance to post. Happy reading!
Every time I breathe My heart catches hold Of the ice and pieces you left And every moment That I spend With you Feels like a Déjà vu I look for you, everywhere, When love doesn't feel right But you loving me, The way I do, is all I want People change, I know And I see you changing Every single day But it all still just Feels the same The same old love With the same old faith! World! Can't it just fly away? I want you just for myself I want you to live inside me! I don't wanna stay And I don't wanna leave, Oh love! I don't wanna stay And I don't wanna leave I just wanna see One last trick With magic rolled up your sleeves! 'cause every time I breathe I breathe you in For we need Something to break this ice Between us, that's unseen! Words! Can't they just fade away I want you to read my eyes And tell me What my heart desires Just like before I'm living every moment You wanted to forget All over again For it feels like A long lost, sweet pain And I know, When this mirror of dream breaks It'll again just leave a stain! I don't wanna hide If you are by my side You kept looking For someone to love When your love Was hiding in the plain sight! It is our destiny, is what they say But wasn't destiny, what we left behind!
I don't know if I can hold it up. I live between walls of pure chaos. An overwhelming mind is depriving of peace. I am afraid of being successful, but I argue for success. I am afraid that nothing is going to actually happen. That I would keep been behind these four walls of fear, That I would never achieve my dreams. Even if I keep climbing that enormous mountain named life. They call this anxiety. The feeling of drowning in a seat, smiling when you are just sinking, joking when you are just crying inside. "Behind those walls, there is a world," They said. What world? "You would find it if you work hard." They urge with confidence. What if I have already burned my soul working. I have been working. Everyday. All those scratches on the walls. I tried to climb them. I tried to face it. I leaned over them just to hear it whisper back at me mockingly. "Don't" The walls always began to pound down my ears. "You are not good." It keeps repeating. "Really? Do you believe you can do that?" I could feel the mischievous tease chartering me into pieces. You don't belong there. I repeated to myself. Inside these four emotionless walls, There are days I forget to get out my umbrella. The tip of my nose still lets me breathe over the seasons flooding. I let my imagination take the best of me. I survived. But just for one night, after finding a hole to get all that water out. Yet, I don't know when it would rain again. "Get out and see the world? Why are you even afraid?" I heard them from the other side. "Because you are weak." The wall repeated. Yes. I am weak. I can barely climb the wall without breaking into a million pieces. I can never pass the same mark. I can barely make a hole. Why did I build them in the first place? "To stop a loop you couldn't fight." The wall explained as I simply lay on the bed. Ah, yes. Those scars between my legs, my mind, my heart, my ears, my mouth, and my soul. Why would I want to climb out when the world made me feel like this? I drow inside, but I submerged into a sea of mediocrity and selflessness if I climbed them. "But, I would stay with you?" I heard one of them from the other side. Why would they? No one cared back then. Why would someone care now? The world is selfless, and inside the walls, I can't control the heavy rains and the shattering words. I survived...? Or I am just there. Present. with no reason. Just a form of solid, liquid, and gas that roams. Indecisiveness. To the real question of how I should survive. Between the Walls or the world?
मासूम सी ज़िन्दगी ये ढूंढने एक नया पता चली राहों में ख्वाबों की एक परछाई सी खड़ी शोर से दूर कहीं सन्नाटे की एक दुनिया नई परछाईयों को इशारे पर नचाती एक मायावी सहमा सहमा सा बड़ा बचपन एक कोना पकड़े खड़ा बचपन निगाहें तलाशती एक नन्ही चिड़िया ख्वाब थी जो लाने वाली आफताब ढला चाँद पिंघला बंद हुआ सोच का दरवाज़ा और कहीं गुम हो गई ताली आग लगी कहीं राख उड़ी कहीं धुँआ बिखरा हर जगह लाशें खोजने निकली परछाइयाँ कहीं किसी कोने में एक सपना मिला लहूलुहान सा जो था पड़ा ठोकर मारकर आगे बढ़ी परछाइयाँ और गुमशुदा का ठप्पा लगा समय बीता, बड़ी हुई गलियाँ रातें बीती, सूखी कलियाँ सपने तक का रास्ता भूली गलियाँ पीछे मुड़कर देखा एक दिन परछाई सी थी खड़ी कहीं कोने में छिपकर नीचे बैठा बचपन मेरा शोर के मारे रो रहा दिल की धड़कन तेज़ हुई आंखों में भी पानी आया बीते कल की यादों ने जब मन का दरवाज़ा खटखटाया पुरानी डायरी खोली तो गुमशुदा सपने को वहीं मरा पाया!
mystical_writer26Wowwww❤️ it's so beautifully written!! I'm sorry I didn't see it earlier.. exams are coming up so I ain't much online:-)
pakhi1738@mystical_writer26 Thank you so much for taking out some time to read it and drop a feedback. And you don't need to apologize for this. I too have exams coming up. Most of us do. No one's online like before anymore. So, I get it. Exams are priority right now and it's okay if you are focusing on that right now. All the best!