2chinmayee

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  • 2chinmayee 1d

    Cyclone :- Jawad


    #december #wod #farmer #decemberc #current @odysseus @writersnetwork

    Inclining heart
    to the soil; Drinking
    the sweats of forehead
    He works to feed the hungry
    stomach. But the change in m-
    onsoon was just like the acid attack to his face .
    Boreas (north wind) along with the The flame of bonfire
    can't drench the fire burning in the heart.. Dear!! December ��
    Other s Feel the chilled night wrap
    ped by sheet of snowflakes but
    the soured plum smiles fr--om
    the Lenin of snow
    flurry as her heart
    has been fro
    zen hold
    ing the
    acidic womb.. Hell drops (rain drops) for the demon
    the unwanted d unworthy cyclone in the time production has
    been a sin where the hope has been forlorn. He doesn't work
    for this outcome..People can discuss this but can't relate and
    feel the thing that he and his family can.Carrying the toxic behind
    white you have created scars upon the golden metaphors that ne
    ver need your doctrine And never wanna bleed the oxymoron as he
    knows only to feed other. Dear December!! Your entrance has been intrusion where his life has taken a reverse gear. Pls stop this unseen massacre (thunderstorm) in the wintertide. ��������©2chinmayee


    Can't upload the actual picture . But hope you can feel it.

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  • 2chinmayee 4d

    #cees_options #cees_reposts #soulraabta #wod @luvnotes_challenge_host #temp


    Cranium put the hard disk under the shower for
    the soulful bath in the dawn to enjoy the coffee
    with my soulmate in the Golden flashes with the rise
    of morning aura but the bleeding of anonymous
    heart portrayed the caligo of little heart and made
    conversation with heart and mind but my ear holes

    heard whispers of the broken angel where she was
    typing oxymoron upon crumpled diary of her
    old version and poked my vein to capture the rain
    of emotions by the feathery quill not keeping sad
    and deep status as our generation prefers

    // I'm the heartbreak of broken angel who get
    abandoned for the unknown sin bound with
    the unseen scratch and named bad omen with
    the coronation #A shadow to the happiness
    who once was drenched with the blue inks

    but my pain adorned the inks & named it poetry
    and I owe it as I am the owner of my poetry.
    Voyage belongs to me & needs no doctrine
    in the valley of meditation where the tomb is mine
    where I'm free from the orthodox of sapiens.

    where my emotions will no more be judged
    and will never be named as fake tear
    where I'll breath to live my life not for other's need
    where my scribbles will kiss me.

    Poem ; Mate of my insomnia....

    ©2chinmayee

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  • 2chinmayee 1w

    Alphabets bleeded the oxymoron
    for the orthodox voyage
    in the �������� ���� ��������������������
    where confabs felt contempt,
    But my curiosity poked me to know
    their condition for the breathlessness
    in the congregation
    and my diction sprouted
    �� ���������� ���� ������ ������ ���� ��������������


    Giving the last morsel of earth
    to my shattered emotions
    I amputated my heart
    from my soul and
    kept in the ������ ���� �� ������������
    in the solitude to ���������� ��������
    ���������������� me but the bud cuddled
    the tranquility and maturity & now
    ������ ���������� ���� ������ ���������� ���� ������ ��������.


    Binding the mind in fence
    I kept the heart in the box
    where it will not melt for
    the Cherry Blossom smile of coax
    And planted the cactus upon the tomb
    but the heart bloomed again
    for �������������� ������������������ and now
    inking the metaphors holding the thread (pen)
    of love for the coronal (poetry )
    decorated herself as
    �������� ���� �� �������������� ��������������.


    Blizzard in the evening of winter
    showered the sins on my garden
    where my Nightingale used to knit
    the lyrics for her last lover
    who once told her to make a sheet of rose
    & a glass of whiskey to mitigate
    the �������������� ���� ��������������������
    but the coax ensured
    �������� ���� �� ������������ ���������� ������������ �������� ��������


    Eating the dashes of waves
    the casuarina tree
    Collecting the beads from the oyster
    Keeping a hope that one day she will be
    adorned like the roses of spring
    that sends the scent of heaven
    but darlin you are the ornament that
    have burn for ������������ ��������������
    Sweetheart!! You are
    �� ���������� ���� ������ ������ ���� ����������������.


    ~Poetry ; And you are my diva.........

    ©2chinmayee��

    #wod #metaphor

    Sorry for the long.. Skip it ��

    Thanks for WN repost ���� @writersnetwork

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  • 2chinmayee 2w

    #wod #art

    Darlin !! Broken pieces
    you are my favorite metaphor
    in crimsoned sky where
    I keep myself busy in stitching
    the sour sore
    that sinks me in the azure
    where my heart carries Heliox
    for the senselessness
    being an Oblivion
    where my mind fights
    being a sciamachy in the ebony
    and grin in front of
    insomniac eyes
    where i able to feel the pain
    from the inks not to reciprocate but
    to be kind..Darlin!!
    I love your tinge when it pops
    on my screen as you taught me
    how to live with scars
    with the ragged fabrics..
    I don't hate your brunette as
    I'm using it as my Aadhar
    (base) allopathy
    in the mud of self centre
    wherein I bury the poignancy
    in the oven to stir a verse that
    sings the song Broken but beautiful...

    ©2chinmayee��




    *oblivion :- unconsciousness
    *Sciamachy :- fighting with shadow/imagination
    *ebony :- dark cloud
    *brunette :- dark cloud

    sometimes I do rubbish��

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  • 2chinmayee 2w

    #wod #quiet

    ◦•●◉✿sᴇʟғ ᴄᴏɴsᴏ ʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ✿◉●•◦
    Broken pieces of mirror mourned
    the rites inside the mirk that seems like
    the black hole bleeding the atrament upon
    the pink blushfrom the cornea that used to
    portray the canvas of love now draws the
    sonnets of oxymo ron by putting the last
    wilted rose in the ma gic box still hoping
    for splashy fresh petals but the heart
    fragments prohibi ting to visit the ••
    lane where there is coax poking•
    the stubborn mind to quit be••
    ing quiet in the tranquil•••
    that will fill the void••
    ness with the pet••
    richor and the••
    crims oned ••
    zep hyr••
    ��

    //Darling!!! Can't you see the spaces and black dots
    that sucks my cardiac decaying the pace maker

    ~Dear !!! Threshold stop your waiting
    for the person who will never back to see you again...
    keep quiet in catastrophic cacophony
    not wasting sense & precious time

    ~I let my nib to pen the unspoken voice as I preferred to be quiet

    ©2chinmayee ��


    *mirk - deep dark
    Atrament - dark liquid

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  • 2chinmayee 3w

    #like #wod #mirage_poetry_contest


    Like the falling
    leaves in windy
    day they fall to
    fulfill other's wish
    accepting the paleness
    in the heart op-
    -en innocent face bei-
    -ng a victim where th-
    ey to- -rment for d load gre-
    -ed & never judge the food
    as they struggle to income
    each and evey morsel
    where education seems
    a fruit of heaven. what's ?
    What's their fault ? their birth or their pare
    nts who fail to take the responsibility for
    multiple birth? What's their fault the
    people who gives them
    chance to income or th
    -eir parents who send
    their child to income m
    -oney.What's their fault
    their fate or the illiteracy
    and stupidity of their
    parents ?? Who should
    be punished ? Their parents
    who send their children to do
    harmful or any kind of work
    or the man who does Harmful
    work as he is pay-
    -ing for it ?Child
    -ren are the fut
    ure of count
    ry but what
    about their future whenever they are
    squirming to appetite their hunger and push own self to the land of nightmare where each moment will haunt their psychology.....

    ~Child labour A blot
    of 21st century that shows
    face under shadow..

    ~ Illiteracy
    allows all superstition
    being a scar...

    ©2chinmayee��

    Truly greatful... Thank you for the Ec����

    @kin_jo @jeelpatel @lovenotes_from_carolyn @my_cup_of_poetry @dusky_dawn

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  • 2chinmayee 3w

    Nowadays I'm trying to reply with "No"

    Cos it's the toughest thing for me...

    ©2chinmayee

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  • 2chinmayee 3w

    #season #wod
    Flash that
    awakes the universe
    diminishing the darkness
    of the black night where
    body shakes for the gulping of
    nightmare which
    haunts the soul
    by releasing droplets of fear.


    Shine that spreads
    the colour to the
    oxymoron creating
    the smile of bright light
    and bathes the woods, the herbs
    the timber with an
    insight of rise by
    distributing the elixir of hope.

    Sparkle that
    paints a canvas
    on the new dews
    of winter and texts
    my darling to sip the coffee
    from the ajar and pokes
    feathered heart
    to chirp the Dynamite .

    You are the fearless Architect
    who sews the pores of black hole
    strings of
    spider taking
    inks from
    the blue sky
    collecting
    colors from
    Rainbow
    And some
    black breathes of heart to pour
    the whites with scintillating verse .



    Rays of Summer Droplets of rain
    Rustling of Autumn Dews of Dew
    Snowflakes of winter Roses of Spring
    Waiting for you...

    Dear muse !!
    sprinkle the magic metaphors turning scars of syllable
    into scintillating allegory

    ~You are my favorite season where can I sink myself

    ©2chinmayee ��

    May This birthday will send you all that your soul deserves . Wishing you a glorious Happy Birthday Bhaiya ������ @abhi_mishra_
    My Hindi Muse

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  • 2chinmayee 3w

    /Analysis
    ~Self realisation is better than a toxic conversation...

    /Tear
    ~Tears have the load which downpours to make heart light...

    /Best reply
    ~I'm good as no one will understand me...

    /Poem
    ~Mends my wounds without questioning ....

    /You
    ~A thunderstorm in winter days...

    /Me
    ~ Drops of tear in rainy days...

    ©2chinmayee

    #wod #monostich

    Thank you so much @miraquill for the Ec ��
    Thanks @writersnetwork for your ��

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  • 2chinmayee 3w

    #myth #wod @miraquill @writersnetwork

    ~You are the best in the universe
    Evey cuticle of my body is inspired with your
    touch and you.The flow of ink in my pen and red
    drops in my vein sings your saga. ...When my breath
    fails to inhale and exhale when my voice gets mutte-
    -red when I swim in the perennial river of tears to sink
    myself in the grief you and your tone arise me. I never
    feel lonely when you are beside me. I know I'm a turbul-
    ent & stubborn child but you have taught me to be me. To
    be honest, truthful.I can remember the voice ~whenever I
    can't afford one rupee then why I will take one rupee.
    I'm tough cos situation made me tough & d scenario
    that I have seen makes me more tough than before
    /Mard koh dard nehi hota/// Man doesn't feel pain...
    It's a myth.. An irony.. As I have seen tears gliding do
    wn after my mom.. But I run from that gloomy face
    as I can't handle. I'm not a queen of disney land
    But I'm a daughter of farmer who fights with the
    sweat to fulfill my needs I never show my
    love towards you but I love you. I'm proud
    proud to be like you.I escaped by chance
    from the death bed when I was 8 yr.
    old . And once you had told me
    that /God wants to do somethi
    ng through you that's why you are
    here.And this is the line why I'm still alive
    and have to do something that will make you proud...

    ©2chinmayee

    I know I'm not good at art(concrete)... But hope you may figure out ��something

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