scribeinsoliloquy

scribe_in_soliloquy. Show don't tell.Here To Write. At Times Read. (At Times) I Don't Scratch Back!!Polyglot

Grid View
List View
Reposts
  • scribeinsoliloquy 210w

    Crash Course On Green.

    Love seems to be a Paper Town,
    Seeking summer, Looking for Alaska.
    Let it Snow, during winters
    And will tell stories of life .

    Three Holiday Romances,
    Left incomplete, like blind...
    Turtles All the Way Down to
    the depth of sorrowed seas.

    The sails can't guide me through.
    No Stars shine, or will ever.
    The fault in Our Stars, is a lie.
    The real culprit is the sky.

    By: #scribe_in_soliloquy


    #book #johngreen #mirakee
    #greenjohn #faultinourstars
    @writersunited @writersnetwork
    #bookloversday

    Read More

    Crash Course On Green

    For John Green

    ©scribeinsoliloquy

  • scribeinsoliloquy 210w

    Like love, like beauty, like friends, like sadness, like joy, like childhood, like eespect, like many things. And life finally.

    @writersnetwork @mirakeeworld @mirakee
    @writersunited
    #scribe_in_soliloquy

    Read More

    Nothing ever gets lost.
    Things are just misplaced.
    At times just replaced.

    ....................................
    ©scribeinsoliloquy
    ...................................

  • scribeinsoliloquy 214w

    Unfinished Words...

    There may not be many ways or words to define what love is or what being in love feels like. But at times one may, may conclude it. When one finds one. But, I am sure no one can or will be ever finish defining...
    WHAT LOVE WAS...
    How it felt like walking away from one. Living without one, or your story/ies of
    Unrequited Love...

    °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
    ©scribeinsoliloquy
    ©scribe_in_soliloquy
    °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

  • scribeinsoliloquy 215w

    Nothing...

    WHAT WILL YOU
    TAKE AWAY
    TODAY ,
    FROM
    HERE .

    WHAT
    HAVE YOU
    LEFT ,
    IN
    EXCHANGE .
    A
    QUESTION .

    NOT
    YET
    ENDING
    WITH AN
    ANSWER .


    WHAT IS
    THE RIGHT THING
    TO ANSWER ,

    WHEN YOU
    DON'T KNOW
    WHAT
    THE
    Q
    U
    E
    S
    T
    I
    O
    N


    means...

    N S
    O O
    T M
    H E
    I T
    N H
    G I
    N
    G
    O
    R

    E
    V
    E
    R
    Y
    T
    H
    I
    N
    G






    °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
    ©scribe_in_soliloquy
    ©scribeinsoliloquy
    °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

  • scribeinsoliloquy 215w

    A war broke out.
    Not which this,
    World could see.

    The war was
    all within me.

    So I left...
    For a bigger scene.

    Cause this war;
    Was to be
    Fought for Peace,

    IN SOLITUDE .
    PEACEFULLY.

  • scribeinsoliloquy 215w

    Tanka On Gothic Beauty.



    Your Gothic eyes shine
    Burning the beast in passion
    Let love bleed with words.

    Will you devour by silence
    or try drowning me in words


    °°°°°°°°°°
    ©scribe_in_soliloquy
    ©scribeinsoliloquy
    °°°°°°°°°°

  • scribeinsoliloquy 215w

    Void & Abyss

    Under
    the shadow
    And in the void
    after you...

    Lost, I am...
    Into the abyss.
    Chaos
    Seems a friend
    Now.

    Where no light
    Reaches,
    Nor the Time
    Has ever
    Existed....

    °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
    ©scribe_in_soliloquy
    ©scribeinsoliloquy
    °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

  • scribeinsoliloquy 215w

    #Nonconformist #daft_iconoclast

    #freeverse

    Why should one fit
    To the definition of
    your ways happiness, success
    Meaning of live,
    Or the rationality of them all.
    Or any of rules you abide...

    Are my uniqueness,
    My abstract so fearing to you?

    So to fit into your ways ,
    Why must my soul be cut,
    Schooled, conditioned, or broken
    Or be beaten to pulp.
    Or to made to agree with you
    By threatening at point-blank range
    To the other end of the barrel.
    And you trigger friendly.
    Yet in names of civility,
    Yet, You are a murder.

    Your tailored outlook.
    Your norms are just accepted today,
    By the mass, is it not?
    That doesn't make it, the way,
    The right way or the only one,
    The perfect one.

    You shout your lungs out,
    And make the preachers,
    The blind masses to spit your evils.
    Not understanding anything,
    Not learning anything ,
    Not being able to see the enslavement.
    The walls and the bars and the shackles
    The self destructive, hollow notions of
    Acceptable definition and the categories
    Of being normal.

    You pick out one different from the croud,
    Mock them, be-little them, make them drown
    In self-guilt,
    The acceptable civil bullying,
    Judging and finally
    Isolating the one.

    Your collective hatred,
    Your collective ignorance,
    Your collective ascerbity,
    Your collective indifference.
    Is all for yourself.

    Soon one who is amongst you
    Will realise,
    The construct of flawed self
    But too late or too soon.

    For one who knows,
    They too won't shriek.
    Herd provides saftey and security.
    That is comforting.
    That is the very construct,
    Which will bring your doom.

    Well for some,
    Crazy enough to walk out
    Your are too fearful of us.
    We have seen beyond the mirage
    That you created and wish to
    Walk out of it.
    Only to be named INSANE.
    IN SANITY I STAY, INSANITY THEY SAY.


    By: @scribeinsoliloquy

    #they #pod #mirakee #thewritersnetwork
    #scribe_in_soliloquy #insanity
    @mirakeeworld @mirakee @writersnetwork
    @writersunited

    Read More

    They...

    In sanity I stay, insanity they say.




    ......................................
    ©scribe_in_soliloquy
    ©scribeinsoliloquy
    .....................................

  • scribeinsoliloquy 215w

    Bad Habits..

    We all need some bad habits, to feel good about ourselves.


    °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°
    ©scribe_in_soliloquy
    ©scribeinsoliloquy
    °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°

  • scribeinsoliloquy 216w

    #Nonconformist #daft_iconoclast

    #freeverse

    Why should one fit
    To the definition of
    your ways happiness, success
    Meaning of live,
    Or the rationality of them all.
    Or any of rules you abide...

    Are my uniqueness,
    My abstract so fearing to you?

    So to fit into your ways ,
    Why must my soul be cut,
    Schooled, conditioned, or broken
    Or be beaten to pulp.
    Or to made to agree with you
    By threatening at point-blank range
    To the other end of the barrel.
    And you trigger friendly.
    Yet in names of civility,
    Yet, You are a murder.

    Your tailored outlook.
    Your norms are just accepted today,
    By the mass, is it not?
    That doesn't make it, the way,
    The right way or the only one,
    The perfect one.

    You shout your lungs out,
    And make the preachers,
    The blind masses to spit your evils.
    Not understanding anything,
    Not learning anything ,
    Not being able to see the enslavement.
    The walls and the bars and the shackles
    The self destructive, hollow notions of
    Acceptable definition and the categories
    Of being normal.

    You pick out one different from the croud,
    Mock them, be-little them, make them drown
    In self-guilt,
    The acceptable civil bullying,
    Judging and finally
    Isolating the one.

    Your collective hatred,
    Your collective ignorance,
    Your collective ascerbity,
    Your collective indifference.
    Is all for yourself.

    Soon one who is amongst you
    Will realise,
    The construct of flawed self
    But too late or too soon.

    For one who knows,
    They too won't shriek.
    Herd provides saftey and security.
    That is comforting.
    That is the very construct,
    Which will bring your doom.

    Well for some,
    Crazy enough to walk out
    Your are too fearful of us.
    We have seen beyond the mirage
    That you created and wish to
    Walk out of it.
    Only to be named INSANE.
    IN SANITY I STAY, INSANITY THEY SAY.


    By: @scribeinsoliloquy

    #they #pod #mirakee #thewritersnetwork
    #scribe_in_soliloquy #insanity
    @mirakeeworld @mirakee @writersnetwork
    @writersunited

    Read More

    They...

    In sanity I stay, insanity they say.




    ......................................
    ©scribe_in_soliloquy
    ©scribeinsoliloquy
    .....................................