She isn't getting old, she's gaining wisdom, Her movements aren't getting older, they enjoying every moment carefully, She is not forgetting her memories, she's ensuring you remember her continuously, She's not being nosy, she is just over caring, She is not the mother of your mother, instead she is the reason you have a mother, she is your....
Kept on decorating Every time I looked sad in the mirror I kept showing my true smile just for the sake of it I've seen the fall lost in the love of the rains Laughing to amuse the tears, I taught to burn the pain by dipping it in ink
I have seen a flood of tears on the leaves, but I kept telling myself dew by pretending to be unaware I kept telling the sinking sea the magical torrent of pearls I have made the stinging stones standing on the edge of life able to sit in the comfort of loneliness I silently taught every wound to taste the words of the poem
And without questions, only his side is the shadow of my every dark step I prostrated at every step where the illusion of my destiny lies I haven't tried to get back even after leaving myself behind But the one who desires to know me has found himself unknown But in spite of the shattering sand of life, I teach needs to stay with the times
Social media and movies make you believe that love is meant to feel like fireworks and butterflies. You're supposed to hear music and "see the light." But falling in love isn't always dramatic like that or is it?
--Today, write a poem about how to know if you're in love.--
There is a silence where hath been no sound,
There is a silence where no sound may be,
In the cold grave—under the deep deep sea,
Or in the wide desert where no life is found,
Which hath been mute, and still must sleep profound;
No voice is hush’d—no life treads silently,
But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free,
That never spoke, over the idle ground.
Tonight I sing all my screams into the wind release all the tears to drown in my sadness stay silent for all the worlds that crumbled inside tonight I get drunk on my sorrow, stumble on grief and let the poems come pick me up from where I fall.
An oxymoron is a figure of speech that combines words with contradictory definitions to coin a new word or phrase. The absurdity of the resulting statement allows writers to play with language and meaning. For example, the phrase " cold fire " is formed from contrasting words. In fact the word " oxymoron " is an oxymoron itself as it is derived from the Greek words “oxys” (meaning “sharp”) and "moros” (meaning “dull”).
--Today , write a creative piece using oxymoron.--
Sending postcards to friends or loved ones is an age old sweet gesture. Although social media has made it quite easy to share messages, today embrace the classic charm and warmth of sharing your whereabouts by postcard.
--Today, write a postcard message to the sky.--
You can write your sentiments, learnings or anything else you wish to share. Keeping in mind the limited space in a postcard, write a short message.