pingu_pennameofmine

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  • pingu_pennameofmine 102w

    Perception differs,
    Judgment varies,
    Some calls you evil,
    And some sees you as warrior;
    But all that matters the most is
    what your thoughts says about you to you;
    For thy become thy worst enemy
    when thy own voice feeds poison to thyself..
    © Pingu_pennameofmine


    There's nothing more beautiful and brutal as healing...

    @writersnetwork @mirakee @readwriteunite #pod #writersnetwork #mirakee #anxiety #challenge

    25th Dec 2019 #inspiration #thoughts #poetry #life

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  • pingu_pennameofmine 102w

    Mondays were no more painted in monochrome
    As well as Fridays were not as vibrant as approaching holidays;
    But there is this,
    A constant ticking flips of anxiety
    Like the acidic sharpness of coffee
    splashing inside an empty stomach chamber,
    Hitting sanity with insanity,
    Daunting dizziness of nausea,
    Paralysing limbs,
    Overwhelmed senses,
    Gripping the spirits of my authenticity
    Sweating palms, shaking legs
    And screaming heart;
    Stop,
    I screamed
    With no voices;
    No, it said, a bit louder everytime I
    close my eyes to bring my foggy
    consciousness to sobriety
    But every endeavours of mine were
    mocked and scorned
    A little bit louder everytime I held
    my breath a little bit harder,
    So i decided to let it go..

    ©pingu_pennameofmine

    This is how anxiety feels like...


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  • pingu_pennameofmine 102w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 6 word short tale on Ego

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    Ego never sleeps where pride stood
    ©pingu_pennameofmine

  • pingu_pennameofmine 103w

    Word Prompt:

    Write a 3 word one-liner on Isolation

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    Voyage towards solitude

  • pingu_pennameofmine 103w

    He's something like a downpour
    On a hot sunny day
    Warm yet cold
    Wet yet dried
    For he is an unwanted circumstance that turns into an addiction
    He was pushed by my vanity
    Thus, his vanity made me more attracted to him by the magnet of his charm,
    A charming pride fed prince,
    The kind of pride that overshadows the ugly ego hidden beneath.

    The exact opposite shades of nightfall to sunrise,
    He befalls as shadows of darkness upon my moonless soul
    But what made me fall knee-deep on his desert?
    Not isolated from him
    Nor did closely entwined either...
    He just exists as shadows of the crest that befalls on my sundial
    Depicting daylights.
    Ephemeral but a constant metamorphosis.

    How on earth I was pulled back to indulge into something that I never guessed being obsessed for?
    It was a matter of dislike
    An avoidance disguised hatred

    But there isn't any gust of wind in his breath that heralds the arrival of hurricanes of hope.
    They are just still eye-catchers that trap my heart...
    Yet I can't get myself locked in his prison.
    Guilt perhaps frees me whenever I tried to embrace the depth of his perfidious eyes without shame.
    Though, he's not all truth,

    Trust him not by heart,
    The brain said.
    Let me feel his breath, just his breath for a second,
    The heart exclaimed...
    What can I say...
    Listen to the heart with the terms and conditions of the brain?
    By the time I m reading this after a lustrum,
    He will only exist in my memory just as the dust of the stardust that dims his memory as time goes...
    ©pingu_pennameofmine

    A Fictional Reality...


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    I wrote this nine months ago.
    Since then, I haven't been writing much and afraid I might lose the touch.

    So, if you guys identify any grammatical errors, please do mention them in the comment below.
    I will be glad to correct them.
    Thank you...


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  • pingu_pennameofmine 115w

    The sun still rises
    No matter how dark the night gets,
    she doesn't care
    With no second thought,
    With the will of a relentless lion
    Whose roar up turns the entire foliage to
    drown in chaos ,
    She will rise;
    To spread her wildfire across the
    horizon of heaven,
    Overshadowing the defeated darkness
    beneath the veils of her valour..
    ©Pingu_pennameofmine


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  • pingu_pennameofmine 122w

    ��Nostalgia..

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    There are souls within us,
    Not ours but of those whom we love;
    Though physically we are far
    from each other,
    The heart always hears the words
    of the other soul,

    I hope you could hear me..

  • pingu_pennameofmine 123w

    It's been a long battle,
    But not entirely sure with
    whom I'm battling;
    The dusty wind of forlorn dusk
    reminds me that
    I'm battling alone,
    with myself
    and not with anyone else;
    How you can say so?, i asked.
    And it says,
    "It's because
    you are neither being a rose to fit in a
    garden of daintiness nor a wildflower who
    belongs to the garth of wildness;
    You are just a dandelion,
    with unscented gossamers and
    with no beauty nor grace but surrenders
    readily to the
    essence of nature as time flies ... "
    ©pingu_pennameofmine

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