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Barfi!

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Wish for something real hard & it will be yours
March 12, 2019
 

And every single night,
I relive the same old nightmare,
I am in a barley field,
Standing alone, scared.

And then suddenly, you arrive,
You grab my waist,
And you hold me tight,
I try smiling my best.

But something doesn't feel right,
It feels like there is something toxic in the air,
And I start suffocating,
I scream with all my might but you smile like you don't care!

And then your eyes rage with fire,
You say," Love, you ruined my masterpiece. Now it's time to ruin you."
I scream,"It was your fault, you cheated on me!"
And this is where I leave you stranded, this is my cue...

You smile devilishly as you leave me,
The field now turns into desert,
And I wake up everyday to nightmare,
And...

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July 2, 2018
 

Stars and wishes.

I wish there was magic,
I wish there was Hogwarts.

I wish there was Barbie,
I wish there was a dreamland.

I wish there were demigods,
I wish there was camp half blood, too.

I wish there was Quentin,
I wish there was Filory too.

I wish there really was Tony stark,
I wish the Marvel's  were real too.

I wish there was Gandalf,
I wish there was Gondor too.

I wish all the books I read,
Had a part for me too.

That's a wish I wished all my life,
A wish I know will never be true.

And yet I keep it wishing,
Over and over again ,
Cause it's wish , I wish would come true.

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July 2, 2018
 

Hello!!
I am Siddhi Paraskar. I am 16 years old. I am from Mumbai, India. My favourite colour is black. My hobbies include dancing, writing, caring a bit for environment, reading and watching movies. If I can describe myself in one word it would be : "CRAZY".

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July 2, 2018
 

#hideaway

I would rather die than see the day,
Whenmy father's eyes are full of disappointment and I shadow his disgrace.

I would rather die than see the day,
When my mother regrets giving birth to me.

I would rather die than see the day,
When the expectations of my parents shatter and I am the reason.

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July 2, 2018
Badlapur, India

Brother love.

In this world, where you cannot trust anyone, where you hear news about family feuds taking lives, where finding true love is the least possible thing to happen, we have stories.
Stories that make us believe again that it's in the end the siblings who stand with each other!
Like Fili and Kili, like Fred and George!
Well, I too have a brother. And I am proud of him. We may fight at times, I may call him stupid git and he may kick me for no reason. I know that he will be there standing strong for me, every time I need him.
So, I just wanted to write this to make sure that we all acknowledge our "taken for granted" brothers and their every little effort to irritate us and to ma...

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June 15, 2018
 

My story.

I was in 5th when my class monitor insulated me in front of whole class. Though I was used to being insulated by my classmates, what she said was something different than others.

I still sometimes hear her words ringing in my ears," You are no one, no one knows your name, all that you are is a piece of garbage in the class and I don't care to what is happening with you. Now take your ugly face and get lost."
All this just because I asked for a pencil to her!
But you see.  Her words made me doubt my own existence. And guess what they inspired me. That was my turning point in my life of mere 16 years i.e till date.

I eventually started participating in functions, competitions, etc ...

HAPPY FATHERS DAY!
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May 11, 2018
 

Dear lettrists,
Every time I open lettrs, I feel a surge of positivity running through me.
We prove that no matter what people say, about losing the great old authentic writers, the writers are still alive within us.
I am too small age wise and maturity wise compared to all sweet lettrists, but what I want to say is.. .
Believe in yourself. No matter what people say about you. No matter what you are going through... Believe in yourself. Because that is what matters at the end of the day, yourself.

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May 10, 2018
Badlapur, India

#skylarkchallenge
As I entered my ancestoral home,
All that was expecting was dust and spider webs and creaky doors.
And yes, I was determined to sell that place until I found that chest.

The chest was old,
And yet the fragrance of sandalwood was as good as new.
I was excited and afraid,
All at the same time.

I thought, it must be gold,
And I  just hoped that it was not Pandora's Box.
As I moved forward to open it,
I don't know why, but it all felt like a crime.

"Be brave." Is what I told.
And gathering all my strength,
I opened the chest door.
Glittering and glowing, my eyes squinted.
What I saw was as if my life was newly gifted.

Whole of the chest was empty and cold.
The light was  c...

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May 6, 2018
 

Travel time

The most beautiful travel, I ever experienced.

I was flying for the first time,
And through the window, I saw a city.
A city like never before.
Tall minarets stood great, as if trying to tell you story about the grandeur of the place.
And the dome sculptures, with a few scriptures on it, made me believe that this city, this country, has not forgotten its own ancient architecture though it has modernized.
Later, we stroll into a desert, a desert so big that you won't believe the fact that there is a sea near by.
And yet when we visited the shore,
I could not believe that it was just yesterday when I had seen the desert in the same place.
The grandeur and the luxury of the lifest...

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May 6, 2018
Badlapur, India

#myheartbeats
Every time I am about to perform,
My heart beats.
Suddenly, my words stop, and my eyes start to speak,
It's almost like my soul and body meet.

I feel butterflies fluttering all over my stomach,
And my body shivers.
But that's when my expressions start to define me,
Because on stage, its not me, but the character that I endeavour.

With every play, I found a new me,
With every dance, I discovered a different me,
Because, before my every performance,
My heart beats a different beat,
So loud that I fall in love with the new me!!

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April 27, 2018
 

Dearest society,
I wish I could adore you ,
For you being a chauvinist,
But sorry, I am a lady of this age.

I wish I could adore you,
For you saying that, "women on periods are impure",
But sorry, I know what it is to bleed too.

I wish I could adore you,
For killing a girl child already in the womb,
But sorry, I was ALSO born through a mother's womb.

I wish I could adore you,
For you not allowing the girl to her school,
But sorry, I was educated only through a school.

I wish I could adore you,
For being sexist about a lady driving a car,
But sorry, I drive too well to be true .

So sorry,
I have utterly failed at my attempt to adore you,
But trust me, I tried my best.

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FACE YOUR FEARS
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April 23, 2018
 

There is something empty, something missing inside me,
Just like the lock is missing its key.
Every night, I toss, I turn,
My sleep leaves, as my thoughts burn.
My heart chained in grief and sorrow,
Happiness is the only thing that I need to borrow.
I feel my stubborn emotions, rebelling to be let out,
But will anyone understand, is a thing they doubt.
My ears crave for silence,
All I want is someone who will understand my heart's chaotic violence.

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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April 22, 2018
 

Woh muskaraye toh mera sawera hota hai,
Woh chup ho jaye toh mere dill mein andhera hota hai.
Uska zikr mere gaalon ko gulabi rangta hai,
Uske jaane ke Baad bhi uska ehsaas meri saanse thamata hai.
Pehli baar Ishq ka junoon mujhpe usne chadhaya tha,
Pehli baar meri dill ki dhadkano Ko usne he  badhaya tha.
Waqt mera sara uske naam kar diya hai,
Usne mujhe tanhai ke dastoor se riyah karr diya hai.

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April 19, 2018
 

#photochallenge
Impressions.
It was a lousy afternoon. I was working all day long with my sister to paint our house. There were newspapers, paint brushes lying on the floor. Whole of the house was filled with smell of oil paints.
My twin sister was dizzy with the smell and wanted to go out for a while. But me being lazy as usual refused to even step out of the door. And so she left alone. Which I later realised was one of my worst decisions.
It was not long after that she left, that my neighbour came over for a cup of tea, without invitation. But being in India and being a girl as well it was my duty to look after the guest well as my parents and my sister were unavailable.
The moment I ente...

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April 18, 2018
Badlapur, India

"Destiny" and "Fate" are two sides of a coin. Your choices decide your destiny and your fate decides your boon but your boons are results of the choices you make.  

The concept is hard to understand but easy to happen. We always have dilemmas. We face them, make our choices and then proceed only to find ourselves  in the justice court of life where no matter how much we try to bribe for our favours we always get what we deserve. For example: there are 2 students in same standard and of same capacity. During the holidays one of them decides to learn life skills and takes up internship while the other decides to enjoy his life with his friends and families. Few years later the student who lear...

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April 17, 2018
Badlapur, India

My words don't find ways anymore.
As if they are lost and longing for the shore.
Sentences and phrases have stopped making sense.
My emotions cluttered in my mind where it's all dark and dense.
Disturbances increasing day by day.
All that I am finding is just a hopeful ray.

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August 27, 2017
 

Trust nobody....

A rule I learnt as I grew
Is to trust nobody.
Because world is full of love
That is foe,
And words of praises
And fake bow.
A rule I learnt as I grew
Is to trust nobody.

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NATIONAL DOG DAY
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August 27, 2017
 

My Favorite Pet
When I brought him
I became a mom.
He was 3
He was cute and I adored him.
He grew to be 5
And was larger than me and I hugged him.
He turned 8
He became strong and I loved him
He was 11
He was growing old and I took him for granted.
He turned 15
He was about to die and I asked for one day more
To cuddle him
To play with him
And To love him.....

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May 29, 2017
 

One question.

    WAS THAT HER FAULT?

She was raped. Was that her fault?
She was aborted. Was that her fault?
She loved and her love was misused. Was that her fault?

In our society she is considered always at fault. If she sleeps with someone she is a slut, if she doesn't she is a whore.
If she loves someone with all her heart and he misuses it , he was right she was obvious to suffer, if she misuses someone else's love she is to be banned and never loved again!
Why is it always her? Why are her problems considered as jokes?

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MAJOR STEPHEN REICH
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May 12, 2017
 

Raat hai sukoon bhari,
Jaise teri baahe Ho...

Raat hai sukoon bhari,
Jaise teri baahe Ho.

Dill mein dard Ho..
Toh ECG karna na bhooliyo. ;-)

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May 12, 2017
 

Sham dhale ashq bahe,
Par kya usse teri kadar hai?
Socho jara.
Jise teri fikrr hai
Uske liye rona,
Sikho jara.
Apno ke liye jeena
Sikho jara, socho jara.

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May 6, 2017
 

Sankar's prompt

I loved both the parts of bahubali... But more over I loved the conclusion.
It's really been ages seeing a movie with such graphics and wonderful actors. The myth, the fantasy was the thing I loved. I loved the direction , the visualization and everything.
But I loved one more thing the most... The dialogue when Prabhas said," jo admi aurat ki ijjat nahi karta uski ungliya nahi sirr kaat te hai.." meaning don't just cut the fingers of those who do not respect lady cut their heads off.
Plus I loved the way he remained true to his ethics... No compromise... It's really rare these days.
Bahubali 2 is a must watch for all Bollywood lovers....

CINCO DE MAYO
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May 5, 2017
 

Dear Barfi!,

Just wanted to let you know that you write beautifully! Keep scribbling!

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May 5, 2017
 

My fictional friend...

Krishna... The character from Indian mythology to the cartoons of my age.
Naughtier person I ever heard about but also the most understanding of all.
The God who had girlfriend..  Who robbed buttermilk from his own house...  cool!!
I think I would make him my best friend... He would tell me right n wrong... He would be with me in all my mischief s.
I would enjoy his company.... :-)

MAY PHOTO MONTH
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May 5, 2017
 

Introvert VS Extrovert.

I  am an extrovert. Born talkative. Can't help it even if I don't like.
I am used to keep talking, doing something. Being alone helps me explore myself but the only time I love being alone is night... Peaceful. But during day I love being in people.. I love the way they hurt each other.. Break trust. It makes me sad but I also get impressed by the way they do it ( not even letting you know). I know it's odd... But yes it is true... They help me learn that's all I know. It makes me sad when I think about it, I even hate myself for that... But then it helps me learn about the world.

But yes I do feel happy sometimes to be an extrovert..... But still confused.  

MAY PHOTO MONTH
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May 5, 2017
 

When the world is quite,
And the time when hearts unite
There are people who live without light.
Darkness has overtaken,
But still  there is hope standing with all its might.
People refuse it trying to control their emotions tight.
Struggling between wrong and right
Keeping  their feelings off the sight
For the betterment they battle,
Not one but two battles ,one with the  world and the other with self.

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MAY PHOTO MONTH
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May 4, 2017
 

Fire of eyes burned everything,
The words that spoke had no wings.

The murderer of night was king by day,
The truth turned stubborn as they say.

She was work of heaven,
Her toes were gently weaven.

She was killed the day she was born,
Just because "SHE" was not in norm.

She was killed brutally,
She was just a baby not understood mutually.

She died with expectations of living a life.
She was killed by her father just with a knife.

Before she could live,
Before she could speak,
Before she could explain,
She was killed all in vain

#Just because SHE was a GIRL not so insane....

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May 4, 2017
 

My mother taught me....

My mother taught me to be Brave.
She taught me to be myself. She helped earn people who care for me .
She taught me to be queen of hearts & to be queen at heart. She taught me to take in taunts and turn them into compliment( like my name _ barfi). She taught me to face this society with smile. She taught me to love, to be loved.
And most importantly she taught me to write.. To express....
Thank you mom for being my savior in this foolish society...

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