strangestranger

Trying to define myself , in words.....

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  • strangestranger 1w

    And whenever she spoke,
    it sounded to him , like the music of his choice !



    Z

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  • strangestranger 1w

    Four years back ,
    when dear October was still a young maiden ,
    I walked home strolling around,
    breaking the silence of the evening.

    I saw my mother, lying on the floor,
    Eyes closed,
    Unconscious.
    ........
    Oh god ,
    It's a stroke .
    They said !

    I saw them rushing her to the hospital,
    and felt someone had taken my soul away ,
    leaving just my body to perish.
    I saw them cry , shout and run...
    But not a tear fell from my eyes,
    I was still standing there,
    Unmoved.
    Frozen !
    Still Contemplating about every that just had happened.
    Trying to accept the reality.

    My mother was unconscious for a week,
    and never a drop fell from my eyes .
    I became the strongest version of myself,
    For my younger siblings,
    my scared father ,
    and when she regained her senses,
    and called my name for the first time ,
    I cried .
    I cried alot .
    I cried of gratitude.

    Z

    @miraquill
    @writersnetwork
    #wod
    #strong
    #brave

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  • strangestranger 2w

    I'm lonely,
    and not complaining !

    Z

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  • strangestranger 3w

    Jo dekha use ,
    Fir usne mujhe ,
    to aankhe atki rahi ,
    Labo pe muskan kheli ,
    aur baate ghut si gyi !
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    Z

  • strangestranger 3w

    Remember, Remember.
    that late night December....
    the confessions on the terrace,
    that maggie tub on the corner .

    The night wasn't starry ,
    neither the moon was full,
    his face was still bright to her ,
    not a single thing , looked dull .

    It felt like forever,
    or the forever she wanted,
    the season's changed ,
    and december warmed up,
    He disappeared in the cold mist ,
    and she slept to never wake up.



    Z

    #remember
    #wod
    @miraquill
    @writersnetwork

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  • strangestranger 3w

    I wish I could write him a letter ,

    ............

    and send it to him for once ,
    not to the trash bin !

    Z

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  • strangestranger 4w

    She loved stars ,
    so he became one !


    #sidnaaz

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  • strangestranger 4w

    He promised ,
    of warm orange mornings,
    but gave cold blue nights only ,
    his deep blue eyes ,and infectious serene lies,
    Her heart !


    Z


    #wod
    #cinquain
    @writersnetwork
    @miraquill

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  • strangestranger 5w

    If I could be a weather,
    I would chose to be rain.
    I would drizzle on your door ,
    and dance on your porch...

    #weather
    #wod
    @miraquill
    @writersnetwork

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  • strangestranger 5w

    And when I said goodbye,
    he held my hands so tight ,
    to leave a print for life.

    #life
    #wod
    @miraquill
    @writersnetwork

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