"Unread Books" Vexations, Dejected or Weeping Commence ourselves Inking Unpredicted piece of Poetry Broken, rhyming or Free Verse Lyric, Narrative or Dramatic A tête-à-tête Betwix His Soul and He Himself, As soon as the First Paraphrase touches untouched Surface of a Diary.
Writer's block, a remote Isolation Emotional state stays in Mayhem, The idea to Pen Revireing is Frightening, Phrases Haunting, inducing horror Sentences in Mind, Pens, An antagonist, Writer's block Make Author Ne'er to Inscribe Words Together. Surprisingly Writers Come back originating from the Scratch, And possibly end up with de novo book.
The Book United with the Others, In a Dark and Silent Library, Placed in the Bookshelf as per its review, Only removed when it's Dusting Phase.
An Author, battling against Writers block, Surprised himself by writing a Book, Wants us to read the Meaning behind every page he Wrote, He wants to heal Where he's hurt by Watching Readers, read! But instead the pages they're getting old and torn, with Spiders webbing.
Libraries, Always Bleeding in Pages No one's gonna comes, to pick up the Torn pages, That pages which defined someone's Life one time Is now Flying in the Sunlight with the Autumn leaves.
COLD WATER There's tranquility in Cold Water I touched it, I felt A scintilla of Silence I don't know how, But, I cherished it.
In an ounce of moment, I Percieved an enthusiasm to escape Break free in the Freezing Ocean Experience quietude altogether, Freeze up towards the bottom of the Ocean.
I Adore the Beauty of Horizon apprehended only from this far, Unbelievable creations I'm eyeing with Naked eyes Underwater.
Calamatious Rainy Clouds Assembled on top of The Ocean Dark Black Clouds, Thunder, Lightening, It Scared me! The clouds Smiled at me and started to Precipitate, Making me fell in Love in the Complexions Once again.
Cold Water was Cascading Down with Intense Thunder stroke, Striking Far and Wide I was Afraid! The Clouds Smiled once again and It Began to Snow, Snowflakes were like a Group of Dandelions who left their roots And started flying.
"I'll weep on stranger's shoulder Rather then on known's "
Familiar faces will judge Let it be Good or bad Compliment or Criticism For Love or hate At time's take advantage of flaws Let fall you in Situations There ain't promises and secrets Kept for word well-defined as "Forever"
#metaphor @writersnetwork I adore you :) Thank you so much for the preemptive birthday gift. Love. You have supported me at my darkest of times.
@miraquill so should I say we don't hate each other that much ? (I'm kidding, I always leave comments on your post regarding to the things which I feel are not good for this place cause I know you read them and next day I actually see a change here. Thank you for listening to me) THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING for making my birthday so special, for lettin' me have Friends, tbh I was the introvert and people hated me in my social circle not a single person was my friend a year before but now I can say there are people who care for me never in my life my birthday was celebrated but the past year and today I was blessed with a blast of wishes and maybe I can never be able to thank these kind people , but I love you all and I admire you admins. Grateful. This is the first ever gift I got on my any birthday and I will cherish it. Respect. Cakes and chocolates Chlo pawry kryn (＾3＾♪
This is a repost of mine (originally written back in November of 2018), that I wanted to share during Pride Month. Gender is a temporary, transient phase, lasting only for the duration of the incarnated soul's lifetime; because the moment we're free from the physical body we inhabit, we are genderless, as all pure Spirit is. Due to that, such focus and importance need not be placed on gender, all of which should be viewed with equal respect. Those who choose to change their gender should also be regarded with the same importance, worthiness, and respect; because they are a soul, a living being of divine origin which cannot be defined by or limited to any one particular gender. A spark of the divine is present within them, as much as it is within any of us. Changing their gender neither reduces nor negates that spark. Happy Pride Month to all, and may all souls be free to live and love however they may so choose. ❤️