Why is midnight blue your favorite? Because it reminds me of secrets whispered in deepest of nights and the lullaby of dreams taking flight.Kavya Menon©lettersinink
The streamsThe EvergreensMountainsOceansand the SkyWill live to tell the story of a race. The human race that thrived through endless hurdles. The human race that lived and laughed and cried and fought. The human race who embraced the world and all it's entities. The human race that evolved to become heartless, with hatred, envy, pride and lust clouding their minds. The human race who valued money and power more than their fellow beings. The human race who destroyed the their home, who mixed poison in waters and polluted the air. The human race that killed recklessly, not knowing that everything is interconnected. The human race who in the pursuit of finest material goods forgot to value life, who forgot to treasure smiles and rain and tears and hugs. The human race who slowly lost their humanity. Now they've all been wiped out. The streams, evergreens, mountains, sky and oceans remain, along with the echo of grief and regretsof the human race who forgot that life is transient and had to be treasured.Kavya Menon©lettersinink
She stood in the rain with storm in her eyes,and for the first time I saw the thunder getting jealous. She danced in the rain, jumped from puddle to puddle, her anklets splashing water at her soft feet. She sang and danced and swirled, her dark hair wet and flying. Drops of water clinging to her curled lashes, the tinkling of her anklet in sync with her tinkling laughter. The gulmohar adorned her with flowersdarker than the hue of her blushing cheeks, her bangles laughed to a silent joke.She stood in the rain, an ethereal sight every artist would long to capture.Kavya Menon©lettersinink
Solis et lunae
The fabled kingdom of skyfar beyond the reach of mortals, was ruled by the mighty and powerful Solis. The kingdom flourished under his rule, the golden kingdom with the motto oftruth, duty and honour. Songs were written to praise the kingand he was rumoured to become the emperor, the one who rules both halves of the sky. These tales reached the kingdom of Nox, which was ruled by ethereal Queen Luna;who was blessed with the silver touch. Both Solis and Luna wished to rule the sky, they wanted to conquer both the halves -the night and day. Hence began the Battle of Duskwhere Solis conquered Luna and her army of stars. The skies turned red and everything came to a still as Luna fell. She lost the battle, but managed to capture Solis's heart, so he pieced her back bit by bit ; it took fifteen days for Luna to become whole. He released the stars - her faithful servantsand gave her his light along with half of the sky.She now rules the night sky with the help of Solis and the stars. They rule the sky from opposite ends, one disappearing when the other appears. They meet during the Eclipse, sharing secrets when the world stills. Kavya Menon©lettersinink
We are two rivers hoping to reach the ocean, embracing one another. ©lettersinink
#pleiadespoem#wod@miraquill@writersnetworkThank you @writersnetwork for repost
Tiny drops of water carryingturmoils of the heart. Torrents of a million dreamstumbling down the cheeks. Thoughts and memoriestransformed into a shower. They are silent prayers that are never left unheard.©lettersinink
It's ok to get lost
Maybe it's ok to get lost for a while, maybe it's ok to lose words and meanings. Maybe it's ok to linger a while before reaching your destination, maybe it's ok to get lost in the woods and streams. Maybe we were sent to earth to get lost, maybe we are supposed to roam and find ourselves once again. Maybe we can discover different paths, maybe the best part of the journey is in getting lost.Kavya Menon©lettersinink
I'm a nightingale singing elegies, lamenting the soulswho have spent their life in sorrow, who have befriended melancholyand are waiting for the dawnto erase their blues.Kavya Menon©lettersinink
I'm wordsfalling from the lipsof a two year old. CATCHMEbefore I melt like the toffee on his tongue.Kavya Menon©lettersinink
I was 12
It took 10 people and 5 triesto bring me down, to steal me away from myself. My cries died and tears driedas I watched myself being torn. My pleas were never heardand their hands never stopped. They blame me for being the victimwhen all I did was blindly trust, for I thought the world was a good place to be, I thought I was safe, I thought they were humansturns out they were not. It took a piece of clothto mask my cries, the same piece of clothwith which Justice covers her eyes. Now I lay trapped in my own skinclawing to get out, trying to chase nightmaresbut I still hear my cries. "Please leave me" I cried. "I'm your daughter's age "I said. Little did I know thatthey barely recognize their daughters now. I was left cold, bleeding and dyingin the sewer near the streets, but never have I felt morecontaminated than the effluent. The candles died and slogans went quiet. My name became a whisper in streets, Only to be remembered when the next victim is born. They collect our names, call us daughters and sistersbut barely keep their eyes openinto the darkness of the world. All it would take isone person, one voice, one true manand maybe we will be saved. Keep your ears strained into the nightmaybe you can hear a girl pleadand when you do,Please don't play deaf. Raise your voice, try to helpand maybe you'll finallyrescue our daughters. Kavya Menon©lettersinink
#myth #wod #1310 - (EC)!!thankyou so much WN.❤️
To Utter Some Light,And Make It Right.
Who gets love without getting hurt?Who has a heart whole, Who is himself. Less or more.What's peace without conflict?What's rising without shattering.What's the use of cure. When pain doesn't exist.What's darkness without light?Who am I, when I am not bright?The eternal night, has no end in sight -What's a sun set without a sun rise?©shadowofthoughts_
Life a journey.Love an emotion.Lie a web of beateaous betrayals.Living is being alive even if you're hollow inside.Lost is us all, in our miseries. in our pains. in joys and in rains.Laced are all remedies, it's going to get worse before it gets any better.Like that lined are all our destinies. Mortgaged is all our being.©shadowofthoughts_
#travel #wod @writersnetwork
I travelled to the garden of hope. It was filled with countless dreams.There was a girl caged by society, she wanted to be free of all the unwritten rules.She was bruised but naive, she still had a humane hope. She was covered by scars but she had to be beautiful. She was supposed to be fragile but she was strong.There was a boy too, fiddled with the preconceptions of being a boy.He wanted to cry, he urged to be himself. But he was a boy who should never cry. He has to be masculine. He is a boy.This garden had unanswered questions. Flowers were all in the bud stage, rarely they would bloom. But even the buds were enchanting.Do you think it'll ever rain in the eye of sun? Do you think rainbow will ever appear in the hundred shades of the sky?Do you think they'll bloom?©shadowofthoughts_
Marie Celeste - a place that is completely empty and quiet.#once #wod #1310Thankyou so much for the EC! ❤️ @writersnetwork
I am but just an element.
You once told me to tell you the secrets I fester my soul with.If I'll speak up, will you stay by my side.Will you try and not be blind?Do you know? I don't have any wings, I'll never fly.I'm surrounded by shadows,These shadows crawl on to me.They never slow down.How can I calm them down? Like a maze of lie,they keep getting bigger.The cob webs have also started appearing in the corners, I once buried my pain in.I don't want to stay awake.I don't want to get wasted.Is there any magic drug to forget everything I've ever known.Can you help me intoxicate myselfwith few smiles.I want to sneak out from these shadows.Can you make a cup of coffee for my demons.So they can get up, and out of my head.I don't want to paint the skies,All I want is to breathe along the rhymes.I want to find myself in this world as I stayin the bubble of my Marie Celeste.©shadowofthoughts_
Who am I?
Rather then temporary glitterI would love to be a permanent scar.Heartbreak -An Eternal Illnesseven in all this nothingness.What's the cure?My heart begs,Hands covered with blood.My stains are permanent.I'm awake.Where should I be?I'm my own witness.Don't open the doors,My demons won't leave.You know? Yesternight I met a spark,In the dark. Today it has changed to a scar.And I'm aware.So bring me my permanent bill of fare.All flowers have dried and died.The thorns withered.I want to put them along with the scars,I'll try to not let the stains wither.And put them in the box of my awareness.for I've breathed my share.But I'm still reading you blindly.And this is making me nervous.Who am I? ©shadowofthoughts_
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Darling why do the monochrome nights pass without a traceWhy were the melancholic owls born to depressWhy is the ribbon of stars so looseWhy do gang of grey wolves always sing the bluesWho gives the scarecrow companyIs it the wind of epiphanyWhy is the vagabond so stillas rain patters the windowsill Why do rivalries sing the ballad of crimeWhy is melody oblivious of rhymeWhy solitude lives dark in the shadowsWhile happiness thrives in green meadowsAnd who stutters beneath a treeIs it a dainty seed waiting to be freeAnd what then is the cost of lifein the slippery clouds of divideWho scatters droplets of peacein oceans of diseaseWho lives to tell the storyIn cruel times dark and goryAnd who suffers in synergy of liesAs skies of truth face demise I do wonder and wonder tooAs petals turn pulchritudinous blueAnd the banks are full of sleepy smilesAs I embark on the journey of miles-siddharthajana
Happy Birthday Krishna #gogyohka #wod@miraquill Thank you so much for Editor's Choice @writersnetwork Thank you so much for the kind repost
His journey began from prisonEmerged from the hopeless darknessBringing divine lights of hopeTeaching life lessons through GitaIncarnation of love and wisdom©thoughtsprocess
#gogyohka @writersnetwork #AugusthoughtsOkay, I am in love Thank you for EC WN ❤"
Darling Walk in my heart,for a whileYou will hear every beat whispering poems about you!©inked_selenophile
There is a thin lineBetween love and lust Between sea and skyBetween me and you Between your and my
Her SmileIs An Open Flame And I Have a Paper Heart.©serotonin_seeker_