Recently,i've learned the facts of existence,every day gets tough when you feel like you're in need of something or someone. Like why do we always run behind things,and just not let ourselves calm down & wait for a while to process down things . Everyone around just gets so hyped up this days,each & everything gets over-dramatically pictured. This is what makes feelings like love or pain or affection feel like an burden,or like something that's too hard to try for. I gave up,which helped. It surely did.
The day you finally step out from the toxicity of your own people you feel free,you feel different & that different is easy to breathe in. No doubt every change leads to inhibition,but remember it's just matter of time everything settles,you heal & bloom . You find yourself,you explore,create,smile & LIVE.
What happens next,don't let that stop your feet to walk on right path. What if i am wrong,mistakes aren't crime,you tend to make then to grow. So relax,take things easy and you will find real peace into life.Each day won't be same,some days you do well some days you don't. Doesn't matter,not even a percent.
Also,always and always understand people around you everybody has a heart which beats,just like yours. If you're in pain they too might be,if you cry in cold nights feeling you are left all alone and helpless,it might be same on the other side. There's a reason and good will in everything that happens to you. Turn the pain into power.
_sachi _______________________________________________ This is just so random,but i wanted to let it all out. #ceesereposts
Within the seven days of a week, she theft seven colours of the rainbow consisting seven letters,to give the seven rhythms of music to the seven wonders of the world, like she created the seven edges of a heptagon and put all the seven seas of the earth in that.
VIOLET, here is the reader's glee, Who is enough with their glances. INDIGO colour is our Mirakee, Who keeps harmony & gives us chances. BLUE looks like Writersnetwork, Who keeps exploring our art. GREEN is our evergreen love and perk, Which touches down the deep heart. YELLOW indicates Carolyn mam and chums, Who sparkle like sunshine. ORANGE heals like Mirakee Assistant welcomes, Who comes once on the post of yours and mine. RED,here is the each writer, Whose pen makes the life more brighter.
It's summer Earth is wrapped in emerald green and steam Joyous and bright, evergreen But here, The sky and ground holds much of same colour Filled with dirt, smoke, carcasses and odour
It's summer The ears so tuned to the sounds of chirping of birds and humming of bees Flying in unison in the sky above the trees But here the sweet melody of thee Are replaced by the sirens and Guns along with cries and pleas
It's summer The vast blue rug holds the same yellow lamps light Reflecting its glow on mother nature, golden bright But our insides are filled with darkness and deadly sight Where A mother weeps for her lost son under the starless night
It's summer Time for gulmohar and tulips to bloom Time for butterflies to move out of their cocoon But here I sit at the edge listening to nature's healing symphony that goes out of tune Dreams slayed and burried alive in debris strewn
It's summer Time for kids to spend with their mom and dad To surf and built castles on the sand But here i sit with blood stained hat In between empty walls with mournful waves on my land
Summer is a time to begin anew But what is a hope for the hopeless crew Summer is a time to be happy and cheerful But what is a smile when burried under walls, clogged and suffocated under blood pool Summer is a time for colourful rainbows But what is the colour when veins are dried, filled with triumphs and tearful yellows
It's summer Squeezed between spring and autumn Squeezed between joy and sorrow Squeezed between half alive and half dead.
Date :- 20/02/20021 Picture Credits : google ____________________________________
I am Sorry
Every line I write, you cross my mind Every song I hear, reminds me of your presence Every zypher that hits my face, brings your scent Every scribble takes a form of either your name or a abstract heart for me Even today you are words of my numbed soul Then why did I crush our yellow stars, without a sigh. Why did I disappear into the void without leaving any traces of mine? The love which once bloomed in blue and sparkling rays lays now in the churchyard low May be the relation was never complete with me being a part in the word 'US' Or may be my alter ego was too high for me, to be called yours. Or may be I was too afraid to participate of what we had created.
I want to admit today, it was love! It was love rare to be found. It was one of the kind in books. It was love one have ever witnessed Just it was not for me. I am sorry. Beaking your heart seemed the only way.
blue and brown were all i could see. as far as my eyes took me i went down to the sea. the sun and the waves, perfectly latched themselves into my iris, promising me to stay until i let them. the spaces between their orbs and mine slowly started to flow along the lines of my fingers. they took me to wander around the threads connecting fingers and spaces, how closely they bound to form another city of nonchalance. i wait for the alternate solutions to the equation for my solace, secretly spying over the sanguine lights over my feet stirring the water nearby.
pruning through the surfaces of my soul, i withered away to the greenish tint catching upon my dreams in resemblance. i surrendered my body to the sand shining below the achromatic liquid in the bottom. while taking me in bit my bit, it clutched my legs towards the trench steep and callow. the virgin yoke of my pain, stripped me in blue over and over until it summed up to zero once again. sore and bare, i walked and stumbled over and over again against the currents of your voice, its grip over my shrieks.
* A double 9-lines poem = 18 lines (Background picture by Mirakee)
* 4.08.2020; 7.56 P.M; Malaysia
* It's been 22 months since I joined this app. (4.10.2018)
* P.s:- My grey rabbit, Rey, she died, today. The white one, Whey, he's still alive.
* 3 months ago, on May, during Ramadhan, I saw a ghost inside of the house. (Hopefully, a good spirit. At first, I thought, it was a death-angel as it move so fast! It's not my first time seing supernatural beings. You may check out my ghost story: # NuEmGhosts )
#ceesereposts (I was shocked to see that Mrs. Carolyn's accounts are deactivated. I miss her. I hope she'll come back, soon. Plus, I want to wish on her birthday in a few days, which is 2 days after my Mom's)
nocturnal_enigma@rashmi_kushwaha Really? Thanks for reading any of my writings. Well, I just started a new Youtube channel. Reciting my poems etc. You may check it out, if you want to. ~
nocturnal_enigma@carolyns_challenges_inactive Happy birthday, Mrs. Carolyn! Have a nice day & days ahead. Have a blessed life, which full of blessings. I know, I'm not that good at wishing peoples birthdays. Lol. I hope that you'll be back soon. We, Mirakee-ans, including me, miss you. Hopefully, both of your accounts can be recovered. Because you've written many great writings. Your words inspired me & when you make those awesome challenges, it motivated me to write more. It sadden me when you suddenly dissappear. But, I understand, that you have your own reasons. Btw, I did read your comment on my post. Thanks for commenting. I'm sorry that I forgot to reply. Plus, there's some random things that keep borthering me, lately. So, I can't think straight, at times. Well, I don't know, whether you'll get this message or not, though. However, I'll just post it as you may read it.
silent_sojournerThank you so much for thinking of me, and for the birthday greetings too! That's really sweet of you, and I appreciate very much! I also wanted to let you know that both of my accounts are fine, I just have them deactivated while working with Mirakee to resolve an ongoing problem I've been dealing with for several years. I won't be active on the temporary accounts I created, but wanted members to have a way to find me, thus I opened this one and the one called @_lovenotes_from_carolyn_ Anyway, I plan to return once everything is resolved, so you can look forward to more challenges at that time. Thank you again for your kindness, and take good care.
silent_sojournerP.S. Huge congratulations on your 555th post, which is very well penned by the way!!
In this Painful world. It's tough to joke, When most are broke. Tough to make today a Success, Tears fell like rain, But It's hard to confess. Like a piece of paper, being torn down, Confidence being tossed and bullied "don't you dare to show me that frown". "You silly child, with vacant mind don't you feel ashamed?" "No momma, Imma exploring social media to get some fame".