littlestupid_writer

Unnati Swami let me think....

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  • littlestupid_writer 3w

    Sometimes its not the people
    But the time, that betrays us.

    ©littlestupid_writer

  • littlestupid_writer 5w

    After years,
    When i stepped out
    Of the dark room,
    The feeble light
    Pierced my body deep.

    Like the rotten tree,
    I found myself layered yet hollow.
    Thick yet fragile.
    Parts of my body, shed bit by bit
    Like tears keep rolling down from the eyes
    Of the abandoned kid.

    When i tried to stretch my lips
    To smile, they got torn apart.
    And my heart kept bleeding.
    I fell down, while trying to move an inch.
    I realised, now its all barren
    Where once there were leaves and fruits
    On each twig.

    @fromwitchpen @sweedle @sumiinked @pink_berry @themoonandthesun

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    Years passed away, but suffering didn't.

    ©littlestupid_writer

  • littlestupid_writer 5w

    Self doubt
    : lack of belief in one's self.

    HOW CAN SELF DOUBT OVERPOWER YOU.

    Have you ever accomplished things, earlier you thought were difficult?
    And many that were easy but your assumptions and thoughts made it impossible?

    Before things are actually done, they are constructed mentally. Like before constructing a house, its design is printed. Likewise, whenever we start something our mind draw a picture of the events accordingly.

    But, there's a difference between the two things. The computer that prints the design doesn't count any hurdles and uncertainties unlike our brain does.

    Yes, along with all the events and stuffs needed, our brain also outlines the repercussions and unsuccessful attempts. This is common for each one of us, right?
    And then, those who overpower the confusions and doubts accomplish things well than those who keep thinking and sinking in the whorls of doubts.

    A girl excellent in all aspects remain medicore by her thoughts. She does achieve things in life but remain unsatisfied because somewhere she knew, she could have done better. The only reason, she fails is lack of confidence within her. Even after all the passion and hardwork, her graph of sucess remains still.
    She couldn't overpower the doubts. And hence, the negativity outweighs her efforts.
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    To be continued

    @writersnetwork @sumiinked @fromwitchpen @pink_berry @anirockz @harsh77

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    You never see a flower, while thinking of thorns.

    ©littlestupid_writer

  • littlestupid_writer 5w

    Self doubt
    : lack of belief in one's self.

    IS SELF DOUBT A FEELING OF MELANCHOLY OR A CAUSE?
    Have you ever noticed, we begin to doubt our skills and abilities, once we fail in a particular field, exam or an activity. Initially we get hurt and self doubts followed there after.

    We keep questioning ourselves, which is the best thing we can do. But then, we start doubting our inner self.
    Will i be able to do it?
    Do i have the potential?
    What if i fail again?
    What if this thing is not meant for me?
    What if i keep wasting my years after this?
    What will they say?
    What if i'll lack behind?

    Unintentionally, we draw the thickest line between ourself and our destination. Its seems tough than before and sometimes impossible too.

    As you know, our sub conscious mind follow our words. Trust me, if you keep reciting the false statement over and over again, the sub conscious mind take it as true. It doesn't question, it doesn't argue. It takes up Whatever is served before it.

    Self doubt is a feeling of despair which causes anxiety, helplessness and chaos.
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    To be continued.

    ©littlestupid_writer

    @writersnetwork @mirakee @thelazymitochondrion @fromwitchpen @sweedle @sumiinked @pink_berry

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    Doubting your inner being,
    Is like sowing seeds of grief.

  • littlestupid_writer 21w

    The old canvas still dazzles
    with hues of my tears.


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  • littlestupid_writer 21w

    Some days
    The poetry dies, within me.
    Drowning in the sea of perplexity of my emotions.

    Some days
    It collapse, after being choked
    With the compulsion of hefty words.

    Some days
    It remains rudiment
    Too juvenile to express.

    Some days
    It grows out, from my body
    To fit somebody else and sometimes just no one.

    @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    Poetry blooms everyday,
    And acquires vivid shape,
    It uncovers million emotions
    While the scars remain draped.

    ©littlestupid_writer

  • littlestupid_writer 21w

    I'll try painting,
    Your clouds of misery
    with my vivid hues.


    ©littlestupid_writer

  • littlestupid_writer 21w

    I have seen bonds,
    Made in a day.
    Seen the strongest one,
    Broken anyway.
    I know, we're trying
    Holding things.
    Hardest knots,
    Rings over rings.
    Our thread, will also break after
    Getting strained one day.
    But i'll always be there, Okay?

    Like everyone else,
    We wish things, to last long.
    But if we ever parted ways
    We won't blame each other, wrong.
    Things will change
    Suddenly or slow
    We might stop talking
    But you can call me, while feeling low.
    I know, many have promised these things
    Though they hardly follow it today.
    But i'll always be there, Okay?



    "Things are still left, but since you're done
    Don't cry now.
    Smile, you have a beautiful one".

    #mirakee @writersnetwork

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    After being high on waves.
    Our love boats, will fall out one day.

    After surviving huge storms
    It will get stuck by tiny obstacle on its way.

    Everything will change with time
    But deep inside both us, those memories will stay.

    ©littlestupid_writer

  • littlestupid_writer 21w

    It stays betwixt blue and black
    And pour melancholy shades,
    The sky above me lost its colors,
    Since all my emotions fade.

    ©littlestupid_writer

  • littlestupid_writer 21w

    I'll pour colorful inks over the sheets of your head,
    still the paper will turn dark, absorbing your thoughts.


    ©littlestupid_writer