#JEN_WNLIKE

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 17w

    #lame #JEN_MIRAQUILL_LIKE. #JEN_EC #JEN_WNLIKE

    Some people are like passing clouds
    You can enjoy the rain drops of their love
    But you have to let them go
    And they leave us with the petrichor of their memories
    which we cherish for the rest of our lives
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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 27w

    #silence #JEN_WNREPOST #JEN_WNLIKE
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    Heart aches tiptoed to kiss the love
    When silence slaughtered the relationship
    Losing words somewhere in the carnival
    of fallacies,ardency hid in the corner
    of lips,letting the hopes fall from eyes

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 27w

    #wanderer #JEN_WNLIKE #JEN_WNREPOST


    Am i a wanderer
    No that wind who sleeps in the hammock of my long wavy locks is a wanderer . Some sand grains sit on the carpet of the warm wind and form another dune like those adults who build the castel of their dreams leaving the nest of wizened parents behind .

    Am i a wanderer
    No that imbecile cerulean water is a wanderer who sings lullabies to me.She crosses millions of pebbles , get hurt thousands of times by the small stones,fenced by the long bridges and eventually commingle with briny ocean losing her identity like the humans who taste their sweat and tears , fight with fears , sell their glee for living in an acquisitive society only to get buried deep in the ground with an epitaph inscribed on the tombstone.

    Am i a wanderer
    No that smile is a wanderer who jumps from lips to lips holding the hands of her amour euphoria. But when the euphoria abandons the love, leaving the desolation behind smile dies on the lips letting the tears fall from eyes like the ephemeral spring of young love who touches every heart on the page number 16 and stain the pages with the 21st fall leaving wisdom behind.

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 28w

    #questions #JEN_WNLIKE
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    I sat under the sky counting twinkling stars wearing my favourite pink sneakers. My icecream was melting and staining my white frock while my mind was drawn to a boy who was secretly staring at my icecream gulping the saliva.I took small steps towards him and asked "you want this? " he sighed and hide his urges behind his fake smile.

    That day i realized even a simple icecream can be someone's dream.

    I checked myself in the mirror for the 15th time and complained "mom I don't like apricot skirts I won't wear it." I was going to my school when I saw a old women shivering in the cold,covering her hands with her torn shawl the cruel cold wind drying her tears.

    That day i realized the piece of cloth I am eschewing can be someone's wish.


    I glared at my father and complained " how many times i have to tell you that don't interfere in my matters ? And went out from my home "I saw a girl crying wearing a black overcoat.Her brown locks swaying in the wind,with puffy eyes she was screaming "comeback dad. "

    The wind of realization hit me hard,the father's love i am denying to accept can be someone's fantasy too .

    Why god shower golden dust over barons flooding the veins of vagrants with desires?
    Why moon has zillions of stars while sun roam around the sky all alone ?
    Why fruits are destined to fall while flowers are always plucked with care ?
    Why beauty is choosen over heart ?
    Why the loafers born golden spoons while dreamers always struggle?
    Why the beguiling lies are picked over the harsh truths?

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 28w

    #unnoticed #start #JEN_WNLIKE #JEN_WNREPOST

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    I am the midnight of forgotten memories you hide behind the melodies of your favourite music. The colour of your skin you stash behind your enchanting faced.The sleepless nights you tuck behind your blueth wet pillows.And when the sufferings fasten the knots of regrets around your neck I fall from your eyes and smudge the smiles resting on the pages of your present.

    "I am an unnoticed dearn emotion you beg every one to notice in your eyes "

    I stand on the tip of your tongue sometimes with the shirty sun of anger, sometimes holding the oceans in my eyes longing to fall on your lips, sometimes like the impish clouds ready to sprinkle the rain of euphoria and sometimes like the cold zephyr yearning to kiss the rose tinted cheeks of your suitor .And you twist your tongue coercing me to slide down into your womb with some bruises and scratches .

    " I am the unsaid words you long to speak"

    I roam around the the cosmos weaving memories on the edges of fantasies, storing them inside the jars of glass along with the stars of scars .I stare at your brown skin adorned with a white a gown and a dreamy smile pasted on your lips, eyes admiring my orbs filled with tears when you take the steps towards me crossing the long winter wearing the anklet of promises holding the springs ,stowing the sakuras of glee in my hairpins.

    "I am an exquisite unpainted scenery your eyes always desire to see "
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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 28w

    #free #JEN_WNLIKE #JEN_EC

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    I am not sunflower i am a moonflower. I hide behind the horizon peeping through the leaves to steal the glance of azure sky admiring the beauty of amber rays from the darkest chambers of my fate .

    I am forlorn song who lost her melodies with the cries during the 17th fall . I wore a floral frock gifted by my mother on my 18th birthday adorning my neck with the choker of love. Woebegone Waves washed my foot when hopes fell from my choker and slipped through the holes of winter.

    I stepped at the 21st stair of my age holding the hands of ambitions. I hid my goals behind the grey sky of my sleepless nights. Sunflowers fall from my eyes when i saw prejudice and treachery stabbing ingenuity to death .

    Now i am a free soul ,expectations stuck on the surface of the doormat of my life like the particles of dust, dreams shelter under the roof of destiny letting the enthusiasm float in the ocean of past .

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 28w

    #myth #JEN_EC #JEN_WNLIKE
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    She is an epitome of altruism and benignity. The beasts in disguise dug her womb with the honed knife to sow the seeds of abundant crops and filled their soul with serenity imbibing the picturesque scenic beauty of paddy fields that dazzles when the golden rays of sun kisses the green leaves . The demons quenched their thrist with the elixir running through the umber veins of the innocent earth. They built the castles on her chest choking her to death crushing her sternum under the pressure of their dreams. They pierced the dagger of pipes to soak up the nectar from her nake. She stayed still weeping and whimpering silently like a exanimate cadaver.

    They etched the concretes on her caramel sheeny skin and smushed her under the weight of mortals and their needs forcing her to endure the pain pressing her lips together. She gazed at the fathomless azure sky to free her soul from the cage of endless torments seizing the barbaric deeds. She showed her feculent putrid attire stained by the humans.

    She beseeched for salvation holding oceans in her eyes. Her prayers echoed in heaven. Epiphany bloomed in the heart of deities and they let the spring land in the heart of mother earth.Rivulets started playing on the lap of her. Cold breeze serenaded her with its mesmerising melodies. Saplings hide her from the scorching sun adorning her with greeny leaves. Affection thawed the frozen heart of brutes letting the lenience flow in their veins.

    Ephemeral life ephemeral glee.
    The sky shed the bloody tears when spring left earth and fall engulfed earth with the withered petals of broken promises erasing the traces of maytime. Spring promised to comeback again with blooming flowers of seasonal promises to decorate her hair with vibrant hues of young delicate petals.

    Ain't the vase of life plenished with the roses of gaiety incomplete without some shrivelled leaves of misery.Happiness shelters at the peak of pain's Mt Everest,lessons warms our soul after conflagrating mistakes with the flame of regrets, success is the finishing line of struggle's race , serenity embraces us after our multiple tries for chasing the train of dreams , contentment lies in the verses of heart wrenching poetries, falling leaves are the essence of Autumn and we sail our souls to the land of heartaches to conquer the battle field of love ?

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 29w

    #symbol #JEN_WNLIKE #JEN_WNREPOST

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    I roamed around the pages like an unbottle emotion on the pile of euphonious words untouched by the breeze of love . I tiptoed to the next page pressing my lips together , subduing the waves of euphoria in my throat.

    I picked the four leaf clover from the ground and placed it on the title "contentment".The alphabets drew tree blossoms on the pages of melancholia . I saw red rose blooming on the pages of fantasies when i touched the smooth paper with my trembling fingers in twilight glow. I purloin the shades of red from each petal of rose and mixed them on the mahogany palette of my life.

    I saw forelsket and kilig sleeping on the mattresses of dreams drowning in the galaxy scintillating in eachother's eyes . But soon the detrop fall came with the blister and flipped the pages of love greeting pain to step over the pages of time

    I erroneously hid my rose in the pages of sufferings and closed the book wishing the storm to pass quickly. But the dark pages of affliction soaked up the life from my rose.i found my love withering and crying on the pages of heartaches staining the words with tears.

    The petals fall from the pages as I crawled to the next pages of life , where epiphany of self love filled my nostrils and the solitude danced with me collecting the broken shards of my heart. Lessons hold my tiny fingers and helped me to cross the hurdles. I took small steps and after a while i found my soul sitting by the river reading the last page of the book .i fill the air of fortitude and the confetti of tenacity in my pink balloon and let them fly in the dusky sky spreading hope all over the world .

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 29w

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    When sunflower fall off my eyes soaking all the warmth of my glee I stand still caressing the fall in my eyes , tears of crushed daydreams cascaded down deluging the fences of serenity

    I smiled like that abandoned flower When the protagonist of my romantic novel left the pages of my life staining the priors with his sweet picturesque memories . When tranquility took steps towards the abyss of miseries i lost the bookmarker of my giggles somewhere in between the dusted pages of my fantasies.I stood still accepting the scribbles of destiny on my palms hiding myriad of afflictions in each line .

    I tried to demolish the souvenir of our love but the dust of past covered the distance of years to meet the tears of my eyes. I ran away from those nightmares to shelter under the canopy of present. I failed in the race of life when noceur nights ghosted my existence.

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 29w

    I quench my thrist for freedom with ocean of lies
    breaking the cage of deterrent poetry flies
    Singing the laments I lullaby my dreams
    Desiderating for the liberty nefelibata screams

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 29w

    #todo #JEN_WNLIKE #JEN_WNREPOST

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    I sprinkled some stars on my journal , twilight started reading my unspoken words.

    I want to fly above the ivory clouds of triumphs enticing the fiascos to take a sip of serendipity elixir. To tease the landscapes wearing the flamboyant attires purloining colours from chrysanthemums.To tint my lips with fuscia petals of rose.To lose my soul enormous times in the congregation of rivalry to embrace solitude.To perceive quietude in the clamour of melodies .To stare at those perpetual perennial picturesque sceneries hiding the blue and grey fall behind the floral curtains of my window.

    O' love
    I crave to walk down the aisle of dreams clutching the hand of reveries.To kiss your rose tinted lips taking pledges holding handful of fireflies.I crave to perch some warm poetries on your collarbone with the ink of fantasies in frosty winters.To melt the candles of my heart with the flame of your love. To dance in the rain of heartaches and remedies inhaling the petrichor of your endearment.To roam around the cities of meteors admiring bashful auroras stepping on the pebbles of eternities winking at ephemeral life.To sow the seeds of painful memories and sweet nights under my pale skin to grow the sunflowers of your warmth on my lips.

    I want to dig my grave in the ground of azure sky and sleep inside it covering my corpse with the blanket of contentment.

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 29w

    #leaf #JEN_EC #JEN_WNLIKE

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    I imbued warmth in my Feuille morte veins and croon the verses of love
    She giggled under the sapphire moon light kissing my auburn lips at the corner of eternity street
    I stood still admiring her white gown imbibing the philtre
    She shied hiding her face behind the fluttery aureolus dandelions
    We took vows under the azure sky smiling at the priest crimson sun
    We walked under the canopy of seasons holding hands together
    I shrivelled bidding adieu when the annasach blister quaffed the elixir of my life with the touch of october

    I am an autumnal leaf
    Destined to fall

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 30w

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    Dear sky,
    let me shelter under your wisteria horizon
    Gift me some opalescent blues and amethyst
    glee. Let the sun of your thoughts dive deep
    in the cup of my poetry. I'll quaff the tears
    of your ivory clouds and weave some love
    verses to serenade your bluemoon. I'll
    adorn you with the coruscant stars of my
    livid metaphors.

    O' welkin
    A lovelorn poet I'm .
    let me kiss your carmel scars
    in the darkness of forlorn nights.

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 30w

    O red feather of my love
    Soak up all his blues
    Burgeoning on his heart edges
    Rewrite my destiny with amaranth hues
    On the parchment of our solemn pledges

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 31w

    #refrain #wod #JEN_WNLIKE #JEN_WNREPOST

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    My quill should bleed on the paper of infancy
    to scribble the tales of my palpitating tiny steps where i savoured the sweet and tart tangerines of lies and admired the scruples of demure truth, Where I constructed the mansion of sagacity peering at the forsaken citadel of innocence,Where I chased the malevolent harlequin butterflies crushing the munificent altruistic flowers under my feet .

    My quill should bleed on the paper of juvenescence
    to portray the bewitching phantasm of my young love where my inamorato carpeted my paths with the vitrified sand of beguiling promises and fed my soul with deceiving love obscuring my acuity with ambrosial lies and left me to divulge the excruciating tales of my altruism losing the flesh and blood of my trust on each step of time's stair.

    My quill should bleed on the paper of senility
    to weave the sweater of life with the grey strings of experience , to enhance the wisdom curry with the sweetness of love and soreness of betrayal garnishing it with coriander of humbleness.

    My quill should bleed
    to delineate the seasons of life , to touch the lives of progenies of time .

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 31w

    #mondo
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    What is scarlet love?

    The amalgamation of the abyss of your alienation in my heart and the purloined emotions from my poetries.

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 32w

    What is music?

    The confession of an amour , the way seasons walk on the ramp of earth , the epiphany of self-love , or the laments of a suitor?

    I stood still at the estuary of music where the river of my despair met the sea of his warmth. I was nothing but an another broken crayon in his garish bag(life). I sold some shrads of my heart earning some peaceful sleep and nepenthe enveloped in the lyrics to heal the wounds of my soul. He steadily dipped his feet in the ocean of my life morphing the algal blooms of my miseries into happiness pills .

    I tasted my own blood and recognised the flavour of his love. I gazed at the universe with the urge to cage his compassion scribbling " only mine " on the bolt. I felt the river of his memories flowing inside my nerves but i am just an another shimmering star in his constellation. He dragged me to the world of his diligence camouflaged with burning smiles .My heart fluttered with the raising waves of fear inside me . He closed my eyes drawing seven moons of ecstasy in my lustrous orbs .Our ephemeral euphoric emotions danced in glee on the purple clouds of his welkin.

    The destiny was jealous of us. He showered the rejuvenating spring on me hiding the adieu behind his broken heart . I found myself standing alone in the empty ballroom .

    I hung up the portraits of his promises on the walls of my courage painted with the hues of his absence . I saw our words entrapped in the cobweb of my enthusiasm and sighed " poetry is my last hope of survival ".

    He painted my life with his soulful music and left me with my aesthetic poetries.

    For me music lies in his orbs when he smiles through his eyes , in his graceful moves like the fire dances with the frisky air , in his mesmerising voice which holds the pearls of melodies, in his tiny pinky which flutters the fragile heart of armys .

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 32w

    #imagery #JEN_WNLIKE #JEN_WNREPOST

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    I picked succulent tangerines of love from the juvenile tree of adolescence .Dipping my fingers in the saccharine syrup of romance I savoured the tart and sweet raspberries of heartaches and love verses.

    I baked my flavourless life in the fierce heat of struggle and diligence garnishing it with the sugary cherry of friendship. As the red wine of age matured the shrivelled petals of love fell leaving the piercing thorns of promises behind .

    I honeyed and salted my memories with my gracious smile and heavy silent tears , dipped the quill of experience in the blood of wisdom to serve metallic poetries to my enervated soul in the peaceful graveyard.

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 32w

    #wild #JEN_EC #JEN_WNLIKE

    11th October 2021

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    I abhor the quietude of dreams and ambitions
    that sangfroid chases me like an eerie train-de-haute-vitesse trying to crush me under its blood-thirsty scary wheels . The euphony of cities screeches in my ears until i bleed anger and frustration. I love the scenery of people dying infront of my eyes screaming and begging for help .
    The devil inside me smirks

    The grotesque dandelions that sway with the cold breeze in the murk of dusk, derides my wild thoughts concealing my innocence to mangle its vile petals . The exasperating chirps and squeaks of infernal little birds and squirrels seems like the laugh of deities at my putrid flesh but i love to kill them by electrocuting them , choking them brutally on their breath .My frenzied "wild" eyes love the picturesque view of their impotent endless tears falling from their doleful eyes. I love to see their glass like dreams falling from the shelf of life.

    Wildness sighs inside my brain .The archfiend resides in my delicate and divine body . I am a catastrophe in disguise. But ain't I helping the almighty to destroy his pathetic, scenic world. Ain't the joy lies inside the sufferings of god's sinful humans and beautiful frail creatures!

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  • milliondreamsarekeepingmeawake 32w

    #love #JEN_WNREPOST #JEN_WNLIKE

    10th October 2021

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    How I will confine her in my poesies
    When she herself is the bewitching
    poetry exquisitely crafted by invincible
    supreme deity

    She burns her scars in the hellfire of
    tussles to paint the juvenile dreams
    with the ashes of past

    She draws the seven oceans of melancholy
    and woe from the heart of universe, crush
    them inside her soul to exhale the musky
    ambrosial fragrance of love and optimism

    She is an eccedentesiast
    Her crimson lips chant the verses of
    benevolence ,her lucent eyes hold the
    coruscant stars of profailantism ,her
    wavy locks ensnares the enigma of life

    She is an elysian nefelibata who revivifies her dreams.

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