|amatuer writer; in love with with winters ; first love puppies always ; loves sappy romantic novels and nerve gripping movies and netflix is lifeline;|
Cooped up in the hard shell of her non existent life she wallowed upon the wings that enables to fly high to unknown places to known paradise. ..
She was a struggling writer
He was an aspiring singer
Her words mouthed his emotions
His songs brought about her
Her story came alive around him
The strings of heart tuned them both
Written upon the sky was their name
A hazy fogginess crowded around them
They were bound together
With the bag of sensitive destiny
Holding you back
Is trying to grasp on to sand
But persistence runs through my blood
Is dusted upon my veins
Soaked through my skin
Alas holding on to you
Is not my forte
We never held hands
We never hugged
We both stammered while talking
The distance between us could be filled upon by two people when we walked
Infinite thoughts clogged our minds
Desperate attempts at smiling was futile
But looking into each others eyes
We planned an eternity together
Today was just the beginning ....
She never understood love
She despised valentines day
But when he asked her to be her valentine
Her heart gave away
Her smile was her answer
He jumped up and down full of happiness
He took her to fair and they left an imprint everywhere
Holding hands was never her forte
But the tingling sensation of his pale hands bought warmth upon her
All day long they travelled to places he ever dreamt of
Time was ticking away and running about
Watching jungle book and munching on crackers
He fell asleep on her lap
Sweeping his dirty blonde hair sideways
She looked at his peaceful sleeping form
Thinking out loud she muttered
Alzheimers did take a toll on her son
He still is t...
Engulfing me in a warm breezy hug
Swirling me around like a maniac kid
He said the three words
I waited for an eternity
" I MISSED YOU "
I completed it
With a smack on his head
Kick on his legs
Binding him forever with me
With the kiss of lifetime togetherness ❤ ❤
All got together For a cup of her sanity ....
A day is not needed to celebrate love if at all the days of your life is filled with the bubble and warmth of love and happiness. Feeling loved and getting loved upon is in itself a rare blessing. I am indeed happy to have motivating inspiring loving people -my parents and my little sister in my life. I love the new addition to my family - my penpals at lettrs who supported loved and inspired me to create an identity in this writer world.
Little spoons of love make a full cup of life.
Happy valentines day - let love and be loved
For the world she was a maniac
An unstable mind, an aggressive soul
Happiness feared her, sadness kissed her
Her words were spiteful to all
Her appearance despised people
Scars and cuts were her cheerful companions
Blackened body she was to the world
Deep down layers of uneven human clothing she was a gem
Scars defined her battle with life
They were trophies of her winning instead of succumbing to it
On the path of recovery they were just minute thorns
Nobody choose to see
What lay underneath the exterior badly caked up fakeness..
The way she flicked her messy hair
The way she nibbled her lip
The way she gritted her teeth
The way she sang loudly in her broken voice
The way she got angry at small things
The way she wore mismatched socks
The way she drew around anywhere
The way she fought with anyone around
The way she ate like maniac
The way she slept like a baby
The way she was comfortable in loose
shirt and jeans
The way she preferred volleyball over watching sunset
The way she watched Maze Runner and kicked my butt at X box games
The way we spent valentines day at an orphanage all day long
Made me wonder "how on earth did I fell for her ?"
At the moment
She turned around and smiled
Her trillion dollar smile
Maybe I am wrong about you
Actually I am,
It's jus that you are too friendly, too caring, too loving and too nice
I have never experienced anything like that from anyone other than my parents
It's something too pure that I am afraid to accept it
I constantly find my self making up excuses not to believe you
It's just too much for me to
I sometimes don't believe I have such a person in my life
Maybe this is just a beautiful lie
A heavenly dream perhaps.
I fail to see you..
When I see you..
I am sacred,
because I think you not supposed to be here
You are like a purple rose in the midst of a vegetable farm
Maybe it's you who's making my fair look beautiful
Maybe I a...
His gentle strokes of brush
Touched upon softly
Carefully molding a masterpiece
He swelled in pride
Little did he know
The hands that made will be
The walls came crumbling down
Along with it the soul
The masterpiece realmed in glory
Having gotten to its master so soon...
She writhed and slithered
The Ashes of her unborn destiny blazed
Something in her was awaken
Years of loneliness had made her an immortal rock
The touch of humanity bestowed upon her
The air was once again filled with the laughter of life
Wiping away her tear - ridden cheeks,
Caressing her delicate snow -white skin
Holding her pale fragile hands
Supporting her weighed down body
He muttered looking at the sky
" A lost star found it's home"
In the crumpled worn out pages of The Notebook
Lay her deep hidden memories
It was a fairy tale doom
" He was The Lucky One
To revive upon a heart dusted upon by time
The choice she made broke her
Laying on the cushion of regretfulness
Her tears reflected her fading memories
The last song they listened to
A Walk to Remember towards the end of the sandy beaches; with water kissing their feet
Infinite message in a bottle they send to faraway strangers
She has left now
Her last words lingering and echoing in the unspoken world
Words etched in her heart
Now spoken unknowingly
""Dear John, I am offering you something I have - The Best of Me
Keep it safe and guard it
As my feelings are th...
She polished and painted it with a new shade of red and locked it with the key of wisdom - her HEART - was safe from the shangles of society ......
Her kiss of goodbye was just the beginning
The beginning of the end of humanity
She sweeped the floor of incompatibility
She moped the floor with fragnanced dignity
She dusted the curtains of uncertainty
She adorned the walls with nobility
She polished the furnitures with tenderness
She painted the walls with peace and ethics
She spread the beds with compassion
She cleaned the dishes of intolerance
She cooked aroma -filled affection and empathy
Yes she was hope sister of despair ...
Two souls lost entities
Bonded by the chain of friendship
He insisted on meeting always
She just found excuses
Then she met him again after 20 years
With fresh lilacs, his favourate
On his graveyard. ..
I was called a "bookworm" in school. I had friends mostly girls boys just thought I was shy quiet and not interesting to talk to. I was never bothered by anything. I was accustomed to the tag of bookworm so choose to be silent. I was this superwoman trapped in the body of a shy bookworm girl waiting to get out.
College happened and I met people from many walks of life. Friends were made bonds made and some broken. I was at ease peeking out of the shell were I always lay hidden. Then came along a stupid guy in the form of friend who just dragged me out of the shell and made me breathe fresh air of life . His friends became mine and we are having a blast till now. We too always fought making...
Swimming in the pool of crumbling thoughts they drank the whiskey of infatuation.
Scribbled were her thoughts,
Feisty were his demons
When the two met
An impeccable love story doomed
I fell in love for the first time around. It was a new feeling for me. Making me wonder how could I have not felt this feeling ever???I didnot feel the typical butterflies . But I loved his smile , stupid to say but I even liked his teeth 😂😂kinda vampire like and I have weakness for vampires .
I was freaking creepy I guess. I felt a fullness in my heart when he was around . He made me feel the most beautiful inside out. In our group of friends we never got a chance to talk often. But silence was our greatest communication. Eyes spoke volumes of our heart. He made me love him in a way no one ever made me feel.
It was all a fairytale until the day I was forced to give up ,reasons piling up ...