As it is 2016, I am looking to push the envelope abit further. I am constantly seeking ways to improve myself. It's true that writing is a very solitary exercise. We spend much of our time doing it alone. I will continue to write poetry and lend my voice through verse, however I am hoping that perhaps I can have the opportunity to write a collaboration piece with a few writers here. So if anyone is interested in writing a piece with me, comment here or send me a private letter :) I look forward to it
Ever since my first day at school, she's always been with me, through thick and thin. Even though after grade 3 we were shuffled to different sections, she still remained my friend. Friends forever forget me never!
We always played together during the recess. If one of us took off from school, the other would do the same. We were little kids when we became friends.
At the age of 13, when we were in grade 8, we found new friends. Eventually a distance had developed and we were no longer friends, forget about forever. We were strangers now. Just strangers. If we ever bumped into one another accidently, we only smiled.
As year past by, things were the same. Strange.
Finally, at y...
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Enduring as it may seem
Art on a canvas painted
Blue birds sing this song
Cryptic encoded in the mind
Science of chemicals erased
Lavished upon like stones
Envy but not in this illusion
No, not here but over there
In possibility, in endeavors of what?
A fifth line, a shape or a color
A fourth line in play, solitaire
Cards falling 52 or 51 pickup
A mystery these shapes and colors
The human stains of earth unabated, unabated by lines
Shapes and many colors
Love mysterious, this illusion
This fourth line ..............
Chhoo na jaaye tere khayaal ki ek bhi silwat,
Kahin sambhaalna na pad jaaye mujhe poore din ki chaadar.
Like the cloudy the sky like we feel the rain..
Like the the dew left on leaf we feel the snow..
The same me.. When I see you.. I fall in love..
For every day and for more .. You amaze me with your charm.. Then I feel you... I write more..
No ink or page will be left my dear.. Still the imprints of your love are left on my heart..
I write wherever I get a space... Or scribble about your beauty on my walls....
Still I know it won't be sufficient...
Honey.. leave your mark on my soul.. That may fulfill my thirst.....
I still one day would only survive thinking about you... Living with you... And living for you...
May my love exits longer than me for you...
May my life for ever gives...
I take my glasses off in the hope I never see you again. Love has made me blind so I cannot look for other men.
I stumble through a blurry world to spare myself the agony. The life you left behind turning "we" into "me."
I take my glasses off so you might see me in a happy stare. Unsuspecting of my wandering blissfully unaware.
If we were to meet, and you could look into my eyes. You would see that since we parted, I have died a thousand times.
Why I Write
I write to influence my emotions and feelings of a supernova event or memory.
I write for the purpose of a human to impact other as themselves within their power of knowledge.
I write for myself, to keep pushing forward and learn to not only talk by words nor by the beautiful ink on a paper that yet defines how unique you are.
I write for love.
i feel like i'm my own shrink
i have this pounding in my head
and i think it's my mind's way of
coping with all i've been going through
emotionally. he always has to be
acting a certain type of towards me that
is a reminder that he still hates my soul.
my guts. my existence.
why can't i simply just disappear
in something that's no where near
that can't be here. i'm nothing worthy
to him, a useless body he just uses.
i guess he feels sorry for me because
i'm so alone in this world
i literally have no one to run to
i can run to their graves where
i only wish my body would finally go to.
i try so desperately to not allow my feelings
to be shown that i allowed what he thi...
Let your heart hum the song, he can't get out of his own.
May your soul sway in a way, he can't help but sway along.
Look at it. Breathe. Breathe in the silence. It's going to work. You're going to win at the chaos of life.
It was just the other day when we were within arms reach.
But we didnt extend out our arms in which to comfort the other both feeling how difficult it was.
Or maybe it was me who didn't reach out my hand to show you how happy I was to see you.
But I was too afraid to even look you in the eye when you were right in front of me.
I could only manage looking around the room hoping our eyes would find each other.
The ride home left me with an ache in my heart wanting to hear from you.
It was just last night we were within arms reach but this time only in a dream.
It is the strange paradox
Of feeling sad
And at the same time
Also feeling nothing.
The sorrow is a knot of pain,
Planted in my soul
Like a twisted tree
Which bears no fruit,
Only endless tears.
And yet it is surrounded
By the numbness,
Which creeps like a fog
Between the grieving thoughts,
And swallows the sounds
Of the weeping tree.
It is not the nothingness
Of indifference, but instead
Is the product of all
The negative emotions,
Fear, Regret, and Anger,
Who prey upon us in
Our moments of weakness.
It is the feeling of nothing
That knows that it should
Feel something more,
And yet persists.
All this rests inside me,
And perhaps the fog
Protects me in some way
From the pain of loss,
2 días sin saber d ella, como me siento? la verdad ni idea, no se si son celos, o depresión , o cosas locas mías, pero estoy mal , ya no se si creer en el amor, quiero hacer algo bueno y siempre la termino cagando 😞 , así es siempre 😭 solo un amigo me acompaña y me hace olvidar todo por algunos minutos ⚽
Do I like her
do I not?
Can I love her
Can I do that step to ask her to be with me
Can I risk her happiness because of my doubts
I wish I could know the answer of all this questions or even one but I don't know.
YOU ARE MINE!
By Manisha Ringe.
You chose to take the golden vows,
Out there my platinum ones clinged to yours...
Under the stars they burnt together,
Ablazing the night sparing the soft feather.
Redeeming the spirit for a new world ahead,
Enticing were the florals for us instead.
My promises to you will never turn out to be fake,
I will be yours and you'll be for my sake.
Not even once will these knots untie, and if they do,
Every next second, I'd rather die.