abinaya14

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  • abinaya14 2w

    She laments her actions of the day
    Through the darkness of the cursed moonlight,
    Pale light and starry night foiling her life away
    She loses the battle with absolute might.

    ©abinaya14

  • abinaya14 7w

    December

    Don't you want to feel the warmth of a fire?

    Why would I want warmth, when I know it'll make me lose myself,
    she answered with a question.

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  • abinaya14 9w

    #art #wod
    @miraquill @writersnetwork @writersbay
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    Not a great work.. Didn't have much inspiration to write, but wanted to try at least.

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    Art

    The needles piercing through the skin
    Creates a painful art,
    The random scribbles of a child
    Creates a unique art,
    The thumb prints of lovers on paper
    Creates a life of art,
    The death of a loved one
    Creates a memorable art,
    All of life is filled with art,
    That you'll realize only when you look for it.

    ©abinaya14

  • abinaya14 9w

    Stranger

    And just like that we remain strangers who shared a part of their lives together.

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  • abinaya14 9w

    Ocean of Love

    We are in the ocean of love
    The comforting sway of waves
    Calming us throughout the day,
    The sun and moon take turns
    in peaking out and greeting us,
    The pleasant blue reflecting of the sky
    Making our blues float away with a sigh,

    We are in a ocean of love
    The comforting sway of waves
    Accompanied by the dearth of brave,
    Filled with the rubbish we throw in
    The loving ocean as become a bin,
    The once pleasant blue reflecting of the the sky
    Has now become darker than black dye,

    We are in a ocean of love
    It has both comfort and gloom,
    We need to balance between the two
    Without disturbing the solace of blue
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  • abinaya14 9w

    Sway

    The wind blows harshly
    Against the soulless tree,
    Soulless, but full of lush leaves
    It stood strong against the sway of wind;
    It keeps losing a bit of itself to its wrath
    But it never gives up and stands without scathe-
    She looks at the tree as herself
    With the wind dancing around like life
    Like falling leaves on a windy day
    She flies away with no specific path to sway.

    ©abinaya14

  • abinaya14 10w

    To you

    To you,
    The one who is like the single ray of sun
    Shining through the world of blue,

    To you,
    The one who gives company to my lonely soul
    And make me feel whole,

    To you,
    Who has stuck to me like a glue
    Through the hardships, and like that we grew,

    To you,
    Who's always been there to console
    I dream of us high and without control,

    To you,
    Who's always been my warmth
    Together let's get through more storms.

    ©abinaya14

  • abinaya14 11w

    Race

    The time ticks at its own pace
    And we follow behind without questioning why,
    As we chase down others in the race
    Do we ever wonder why,
    We make friends with failure-
    losing the race yet again
    Restricting ourselves we become our own jailor,
    Why don't we stop worrying about time's pace
    And create our own place away from the binding race?

    ©abinaya14

  • abinaya14 11w

    Had a really bad month. Studies have been hectic. Didn't feel like I could get back to writing. I got a notification from Miraquill that someone new followed me. Felt really bad after seeing that for going AWOL.
    I'll try to continue writing even if its shitty.
    I really would appreciate if someone has any suggestions to come out of writer's block.
    Writing has been my escape from the everyday mundane, so I feel hesitant to force myself to write.
    On the other hand I feel like I'm losing my ability to write as I take a longer break every time I move away.
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    Sorry about this rant��

    #unnoticed #wod @miraquill @writersnetwork

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    Unconditional love

    She weeps in the corner
    Unnoticed by others
    For she has a sheild
    Hiding from the others;

    She picks herself up- piece by piece
    Unnoticed by others
    Even the blood seeping through
    Veiled as spilt paint from the beautiful piece
    That she's painted as her life for others to see;

    Unnoticed by others
    She notices everyone
    Putting a smile on those with a frown
    Giving a light tap to lift the spirit of theirs
    Leaving small notes to make them feel loved;

    Unnoticed by others
    She loves them all,
    Unnoticed by her
    No one cared for her.

    ©abinaya14

  • abinaya14 16w

    If moon was a lamp,
    I would hug it close and seek its comfort.
    It gives me warmth from far away,
    Just imagine if it sits as a lamp in my desk.

    If moon was a lamp,
    I would carry it with care and shower it with love.
    Repaying for all the lonely nights,
    It kept me company and make me feel loved.

    But, if moon was a lamp,
    Would it miss the company of sun,
    Whom she has dearly grown to love,
    Who's light she emitted as her own,
    Who's presence she longed for and at days
    Stayed few extra minutes to sight upon her love.

    Would she be happy to be able to feel the sun's warmth,
    But never getting the warmth of staying a few minutes extra to get a glimpse of her sun.
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    @kp_singh I got the idea from your writing! Hope you don't mind me using the first line ��

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    If moon was a lamp...

    ©abinaya14