On a journey to accept myself the way I am.
Putting words together, as a gift, to heal a jam.
#mondo #wod @writersnetwork @miraquill
Why does she walks in white on this path full of colors?'Cause it's the color of utopian innocence, a pure soul, a bijoux rarely found.©nemesis_here
What made you fall for me?It's the color Umber of your hair,wavy, untied, locks on your forehead,flowing freely in air,under this sunshine,full of power, charm and valiance.©nemesis_here
Something horrible was saidAnd I know you had to let it all outAll that was bottled inside youLike water in a dam, with no outlet,And nowhere to flowI know it had to be doneFor the dam could fall otherwiseI realise you didn't really mean itAnd it was only meant to be a fleeting thoughtWhich you somehow captured in your heartAnd it stuck, in a place that wasn't its homeIt stuck and rust came nextI know you never would've said thatIf I didn't force you toBut it's better this wayI hope you'd feel free nowAfter that burden finally got off your chest.Let's fight and curse each other with all our might'Cause we've got to know each other wellBut then let's love each other like madmenIn places our hearts both dwell.©nemesis_here
#combination #wod @miraquill @writersnetwork
Even if my poem doesn't rhymeI can't stop nowI've picked up this pen againafter years of struggleafter knowing its real valueAnd writing has become my nepenthe nowMy emotions, my thoughtsall my fights, my pain,and the scars beneath this skinI hide secretly in these stanzasHoping that no one wouldnever really knowhow much hurt andhow much meaning do these lines holdMy story that liesenveloped in these poemsMy heart, knives and shieldsthat I've used all my lifeconcealed underneathevery word I writethese are the elixirs,not the rhyme and the rhythm,that give life and substance to all mydead inked wordsI've known what it means to writeand I've realised the freedomit brings with itSo, I'd say it proudlyeven if my poetries arenowhere close toanyone's expectationsI just can't not write.©nemesis_here
Wrote something after a week!#imagery #wod @writersnetwork @miraquill
They sent me a vanilla cakeA sign of an apologyAlong with a card saying "We're Sorry"The cake, so white,pulled me all the wayIt had a flower made ofstrawberry slices at the centre, arrayThe soothing, exotic scent of vanillateased my nostrilsAnd the choco chips sprinkled overnowhere near any perilsA superb combination of white, red and brownI wanted to gulp it at once, how could I frownTaking hold of a butter knifeI moved towards itIt was calling out to meSo I cut itTwo cuts I gave itAnd it gave me a pieceThe thick cream all overmy hands now, like a sheep's fleeceI picked the pieSmelled the fruity vanillin scent, thenI closed my eyesI opened my mouthand took my first biteOh goodness! that tasteSo heavenly, so yummy,Sweetness of fresh cream I sensedwith luscious, spongy coreChocolates melting in my mouthwith that juicy, tangy taste of strawberriesOh so sugary and rich in flavourI took another biteThat I could savourI opened my eyes andadmired how beautifullythe cake was adornedhow sweet and fruity its smelland how delicious its taste wasBut wait... what's this?Why is the scene in frontblurring before me?What is this ringing soundthat I hear now?Why are my eyes watery?and why is everything around moving?No...wait...I think I'm falling downSlowly nowI think I'm lying on the floor nowmy eyes are closedhands and feet numbI can't speakDid I ate something wrong?Maybe a poisonous apology?©nemesis_here
#katuata #wod @miraquill @writersnetwork5/7/7, 5/7/7, 5/7/5, 5/7/7, 5/7/7, 5/7/7, 5/7/7, 5/7/5, 5/7/7, 5/7/7, 5/7/7A message...
Get Up Hon
You're a poor thing andpitiful, miserableall things bad in the worldOnly you sufferfrom them in the end, what's withthis victim mentality?Get up hon, It's timeto do something, not to sitin a corner andcry for life but justsmile for what you have, honeyYou're not insignificantNot invisibleor powerless, look aroundYou're capable of turningThis world upside-downGet up hon, do it todaywhat you wanna do the mostDo it today, thatwhat scares you the most, get up!pick yourself up, anyhowYou're not a victimBut don't be an assailanteither, It's just lifeWe all go through itStories different for all,tough equally to surviveGet up hon, write afuture irresistible,rosy, bright, down with this penGet up hon, you'll seea new pretty world aheadonce you come out of your den.©nemesis_here
#wod #end @writersnetwork @miraquill
I knowthe letters I wrote to youthat I tore and threwwill never find youStill I wishYou'd know where I amYou'd find meI wait for youto come and take mehome, I wishYou would look at mebut onceknocked out on the floorand see my bloodmy tearsbathing meall so wrenchinglike a fist clenchedin my heartlike a fist that hitmy facelike a foot thatkicked me in bellylying, clothes torn,badly hurtand injuredon the floor, dirtyand greasyand so cold.©nemesis_here
After around a yearand a halfI opened the doorto my room todayOpened all the windowsfacing eastThe fresh breeze rushedpast my cheeksfelicitating mefor overcoming that periodblack blackwhich held me backfor a very long timeA bird came to sitAt my doorstepwhere a plant stood tallIt grew so wellwhen I wasn't aroundThey smiled at mecalling for my victoryNow that I opened the doorMy room looks biggermaybe infiniteI'm no longerrestrictedto four walls insideThe sunlight heavenlydanced and reflectedfrom the floorsmade my roomshine shinewith a yellow lighteverywhere aroundit felt so newit felt so sereneand so warmand so cold.©nemesis_here
#myth #wod @miraquill @writersnetwork
Down Goes The Sun
When the world is all setfor destructionWhen the doom can be sensedin the airWhen people around aretired of lifeWhen feelings are just unrestrainedWhen there's no controlover anything that livesWhen nobody hasspare timeWhen the sparkling eyesturn dullWhen bright faceslose their graceWhen beautiful smiles aroundstart vanishingWhen love in us withersWhen hatred in our heartsstarts bloomingWhen we turn intoliving deadsThat's when the sun setsTo give us a chanceto restart it allTo give us a chanceto make everything rightHe fights for usagainst our virulenceHe takes all the miseriessadness and ill-fatedown with himHe goes down tomake us climbHe goes down togive us more timeAnd then he rises againto see if the worldchangedfor all that hesacrificed.©nemesis_here
#time #will #tell @writersnetwork
They'd tell on youAnd thenthey'd tell you offMaybe they can'ttell apartwhat's freedom andwhat's captivityShould we then waitdoing nothing?Should we thenkeep suffering?Can we not justescape?Is this reallysomethingonly time can tell?©nemesis_here
#temp #mondo Another mondo?
When do you feel empty?
If only after the song ends,the silence in earphones,lets you hear the outer world, you'd feel empty.©thesunshineloves
What does the Moon become on Moonless nights?It becomes lakes for jasmine flowers to dye themselves in.©artemiswrites
I'm in a field of dandelionsWishing on every one that you'd be mine, mine©wings_happiness
what does grey clouds represent?Heavy hearts can cry, hearing thumping sound of sky.©game_of_life
What conspiracies have beenveiled around the poet's ink?Insane conspiracies, in the twilight of murderouseyes, are being bowed down in arrogance.©beleza_
What's gray?Your thoughts and my perception©#e#d
Typical society beliefs!!!.............. #mondo @writersnetwork @miraquill
What is Black?Black is glamorous till it's not your skin colour.©surbhi_1821
5-7-7 #mondo #wodThe color of life is the one between the dusk and dawn.It's the one that can be as bright as yellow, and as dark as black.In between the grey's it has thousand shades.It can bleed like red. It can ink like blue.It can be warm like orange, and shine like yellow sun.It's something that's as enough as everything.It has no color, yet it can paint every color.It has no perfect definition yet it can define everything.©shadowofthoughts_
What's the color of life?
It's somewhat like tainted moon, meeting the brightest star - sun. ©shadowofthoughts_
#mondo @writersnetwork @miraquill #wod Black is great absorber of light and religiously black is considered to be not so happy colour I love black tho!!
What's black? Black is shield soaking up spectrum of smiles.©puranidiary
@miraquill @writersnetwork #mondo #wod #pod❤Red as much as it signifies love it equally stands for rage and boiling blood
What's red? Red is the ruptured rage running in veins of broken heart.©puranidiary