the_tyro_scribbler

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Unfortunate soul who tries to run away from the stories and chase them simultaneously

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  • the_tyro_scribbler 137w

    In collab with @v_rohit

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    A new beginning,
    A new day,
    The night has passed,
    And so the dismay.

    Weaving a yarn of self doubt,
    You tangled yourself in;
    Offering anxiety, dilemma and aggression;
    It shackled you within.

    But light unveiled your true self,
    And rummage for the confidence hidden,
    Eventually, it surfaced your skin;
    Elite surpassing the ordinary, akin.

  • the_tyro_scribbler 142w

    I was ecstatic. The day you opened your heart to me. Though we have nothing in common. But that day, in that moment we were closer than ever. I felt that. I felt that wave of affection absorbing me from head to toe. Our relationship had suffered a lot of rough patches. And I don't expect or even wish for it to get better in the future. I don't want anything to change. I'm used to it, you know. But that moment, that moment was something else. I mean, I never expected we'd share such moments together. We talked, no; You talked. See, for the first time in years, I was a quiet listener. Being a patient listener is not one of my strengths, I know that. Yet, that day I lend my ear to you not because You wanted it, but because I wanted to offer that to you. You talked about trivial things and I absorbed not every, but most of it's details. I tried my best. Well, yeah I take pride in myself for that.
    You told me about your favourite books, showed me your collection. You even gave me the liberty to pick any one of them I liked, but of course, to return it to you in the end. You won't let anyone else even touch your books. I'm lucky enough to get past through that.
    You showed me your favourite channels on YouTube. Oh and I'm definitely much thankful to you for introducing me to 'The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows'. You claimed that it happened to be the best thing you found on YouTube. So much for the love of words. And that day, you finally told me that you wanted to join army rather studying medicine. I promised that I'll help you convince mom and dad. Little did I know, it was all a trap. You knew they'll listen to me. You set me up. It was all a bait for the innocent me to help you achieve your motives. And yeah, you got me. I'm weak when it comes to emotions. Damn, I shouldn't have told you my weaknesses. You abandoned Medicine, to pursue your dream career. Should I even call it a career? I see it more as a social service. Whatever it is, you went for what you wanted. Little did I know that you would fly high only to fly higher and never return. Little did I know that you'd return in a coffin wrapped in tricolor. Well, what should I convince mom and dad for, now?
    I wish I hadn't gone weak that day. I wish I could still Fight with you over remote and whether Friday nights should be a burger bonanza or pizza prom.
    I wish I could still blame you for all the mom's precious cutlery I broke. I wish I could still blame you for returning home like this. I wish you could still be here to take the blame. I wish.
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  • the_tyro_scribbler 142w

    One for the Happy beginnings ��

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    I told him
    The boy, I'm now in relationship with
    That I'll take his name a lot of times, and reduce it to few, later
    But you should not flinch at the mention of his name
    Give me some time and I'll replace his name with yours.

    I told him
    The boy I'm now dating
    At times you'll see me crying, hiding myself in the unattended corner of my home
    And I would muffle my sobs
    With your approaching footsteps
    Or might bawl a little louder when asked, Why?
    Don't ask me the reason
    Just embrace me in your arms and I would show you the brightest smile.

    I told him
    The boy who holds my hand now,
    I may lack in giving you the love you deserve
    Cz I've wasted that resource
    on an unworthy human before
    I might be afraid to come out of my shell
    But wait a little longer, will you?
    Eventually, I'll tear all my sad poems
    And make you my happy muse.
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  • the_tyro_scribbler 196w

    Tale

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    "It was supposed to be between us. How come you let my secret out?!" I yelled.

    "But you can't expect me to hide it from my best friend." Mom retorted.

    Now, dad also knows about my crush.




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  • the_tyro_scribbler 196w

    Happy holi

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    Installed a bucket filled with coloured water outside dad's room.

    But was taken aback when he stepped out holding an umbrella.

    "I am your father." Dad laughed.




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  • the_tyro_scribbler 198w

    Happy Valentine's Day��

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    "I wanna turn into a man", she said.
    "What! Have you gone mad. Why?"
    Her best friend asked.

    "So I can marry you", she chuckled.





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  • the_tyro_scribbler 199w

    A lover wails like a mother
    Veils like a father.

  • the_tyro_scribbler 199w

    His breath exhaled love
    Love, which claimed
    my heart
    my soul
    my lord.




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  • the_tyro_scribbler 204w

    My love stayed long
    because it was mine.
    Had you been a part of it,
    It would've died young.





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  • the_tyro_scribbler 204w

    Pondering upon the reason I love you, my mind speaks blank. I fail to sustain even the faintest shadow of any such memory which could tell me how it germinated. When was the first time I felt something for you. When was the first time I skipped a beat. When was the first time my heart said that this image eclipsing my eyes, is of the very soul about whom I've been fantasizing exactly like the way described in that favorite book of mine. Where did you caught my eye for the very first and ended up captivating my heart. I try hard to remember. But nothing; nothing comes out of the dark.

    Was it somewhat special, as you are or was it just like any casual passby, unnoticed. Was it the way movies play on heartstrings? Violins humming in the background, soft melody renting the air, fragrance of roses and lavender rushing quickly to fill in the ambience, luring the myriad butterflies to dance in your abdomen and the world seem laggard, allowing you to sway along your sublime reverie. I'm sure it must have been awfully enchanting. That encounter must have been surreal. That moment might have been tranced. Our story was meant to be impeccable.
    Looking back, I fail to contemplate any reasons for loving you. Maybe that's why I am unable to find any, for not loving you.


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