God knew if I had basic social skills I'd be too powerful.
#2022 #anxious #letalone #darkacademia #jewels #you #penandink #warrior #warriors
Do y'all ever fall out of love with writing? Like no, I don't have writer's block, but everything I write feels monotonous and repetitive. It's like a rut, but the frustrating part is that you can write, you are writing, but those rose-tinted glasses fell off and your heart doesn't jump when you read your words aloud? Is it just me?
#life #withoutyouiwither #music #darkacademiaforthewin #you #soul #fun #warrior
Strawberries & Cigarettes by Troye SivanIris by Grace DaviesBroken by lovelythebandMiss You by Louis Tomlinson Groupie by CateLover of Mine by 5SOSReady to Run by 1Ddon't wanna watch the world end with someone else by Clinton KaneHide Away by DayaFrom the Dining Table by Harry StylesSan Francisco by 5SOSComethru by Jeremy ZuckerHeart Like Yours by Willamette StoneStill by Niall HoranOnly the Brave by Louis Tomlinson Try by P!nk Rich Boy by Sara KaysNobody Compares by 1D
#let #flow #alwaysyou #theevergreensweatee #DA #autumn #warrior
So she let it slip away like so many blossoms in the river, that dream she dreamt in the night, and she smiled for that little piece of divinity that she could've kept here on earth, but instead let flow back to the folds of heaven©warriorofthenight
#song #lightinside #reinvent #daily #explode #warrior By unknown writer
Do you ever just listen to music and suddenly you're like wow, I want my life to be the way this song sounds, I want to live this song.By an unknown writer.
#booklore #fairy #dust #hopeinthemargin #warrior
I have read too many books and seen too many loves requited to ever truly give up on this world.©warriorofthenight
#soul #dust #alwaysbe #melancholy #warrior
And perhaps she was not mourning the past but the future, not what had been but never would be.-F. Scott Fitzgerald
#me #mandlit #course #sail #twine #warrior
And I never quite understood how people always seemed to be going on a set course, always somewhere instead of anywhere.©warriorofthenight
#music #cannotlivewithout #love #hope #warrior
Memories by Maroon 5Shut Up and Dance by Simply ThreeLeaving, On a Jetplane by John DenverPermanent Vacation by 5SOSSaints by Echos Afterglow by Ed SheeranJust the Way You Are by Bruno MarsWake Me Up by AviciiCastle on the Hill by Ed Sheeran I Don't Wanna Live Forever by ZAYN and Taylor Swift How Do You Sleep by Sam SmithHide Away by DayaWatching Airplanes by Gary AllenNice to Meet Ya by Niall HoranOur Song by Niall Horan and Anne MarieRiptide by Vance JoyUnpredictable by 5SOSHey Angel by One DirectionSomebody to You by The VampsRing Pop by JaxIn the Name of Love by Bebe Rexha and Maryin GarrixTough by Lewis Capaldi Knowing You by Kenny Chesney Get You the Moon by Kina
#love #schooldays #eighteentoosoon #amongmen #warrior
I was walking down the hallwayAnother mundane schooldayBut there you came, My greatest restraint fell in vainI stared into your eyes, brown like the land I studied your hair and how my heart fit in your handAnd though you never meant to ignore,An eavesdropped laugh meant I needed moreWhich is sad, in a wayBecause to you I was lost in the frayYes, to you, I'm background musicI gather my courage but at your face I lose itBackground music, like a waterfall and cloudsBackground music, like a lecture or a crowdI've tried to get you to notice me,Backflips, solos, a shopping spree I've tried tripping in the lunch lineDipping in to your timeToday I'm arriving late,Trying to rearrange fate.You'd make my day if you looked way,But I know I'm background music Though I'll do anything mortality permitsTo let you see the no one knows you but me.I know you drink coffee but prefer tea,I know you believe every door has a key,I know you believe in a soul that is free.My friends try to hinder my affection,They tell me if not naturally, there should be no connectionThey say if you don't notice me for me,You don't deserve the dream we could be.But I'll give you another chance toSay hi in the hallwayHoller up my wayDarling, let me fall into your arms and stayLike a queen that needs a view And a home that needs a you.I hear the background music,It flows to fill the silenceSuch a delicate glass of a balanceBut I feel myself fading into viewBecause yesterday I was paired with someone else but the one who sat down was you.You winked though I saw your nervous mind,And when you smiled my stars aligned.©warriorofthenight
#darkacademia #love #social #readytorun #dimly #warrior
I didn't trust people, so I fled to books.©warriorofthenight
I have read a hunderd love stories.This wasn't how it was supposed to be. It was all supposed to end happy. The shy girl was supposed to get the love of her life.And love her he did. But sometimes, love doesn't suffice.©bluesun
#tell #ak_wn_repost #ak_months All Rights Reserved9 Aug 2021 6.12 pmWho actually understood this ? Explain !#anaphora !? " tell me another" =_=Aye Thank you so much for Repost @writersnetwork And EC Unexpected #ak_anaphora
/ Tell me the curfew of poetry /
Tell me another chance to beginJovial gleams of January dawn Tell me another stamp of time Ephemeral leafs of February heartTell me another source of power Metamorphosis of March butterfliesTell me another cloak for riverGlistening spring of April showersTell me another bloom of faithMetaphoric cwtch of May floretsTell me another voice of courageRaging rouge of June rosetteTell me another way of truthThrony paths of July larkspursTell me another name for tear Misty elegy of August rain Tell me another color for sky Solacing silhouette of September gleeTell me another sign of hope Yearning bride of October raysTell me another song of lossMeandering melody of November moon Tell me another word for loveSeraphic snowdrop of December wreathTell me why parting knell liesColossal curtains of timeless odyssey/ Signifier forfeits the curfew of poetry / ©ak_anjali_daydreamzz
Not everyone in this world has the fate to Cherish the fullest form of love. Some are born, just to experience the abbreviation of it.©megha_14
#start#wod@miraquill Thank you for the EC! ❤@writersnetwork Thank you for the repost.❤
Not all poems are written to be read,Some are meant to be felt.The ones which will drown you under memories,Yet keep you afloat.The ones which will bleed your heart,Yet mould you to an art.The ones which will transport you to the past,Yet model the present into a craft.Not all poems are written to be read,Some are meant to show a path.The ones which will make you struggle towards your goals,Yet enlighten your soul.The ones which will obstruct your way,Yet brighten you at the end of the day.Not all poems are written to be read,Some are meant to be embodied,Deep into your conscience,To drive out the qualms.©pawani_t
If one day I don't make it, tell my best friend that she had kept me here longer than I planned to.©queen_butterfly
Do you tell people that time in your mind works anti-clockwise? Because, I don't. ...#clock #freedom #reverse #goback #mirakee @mirakee @mirakeeworld @mirakee_words @mirakeeans @readwriteunite #you #warrior #mentalhealth #diary #life #inspiration #thoughts
There are nights when you place the weight of an universe on your chest and stop music from reaching your ears, and close your eyes for Gogh's starry night and lilac dreams, and all you see is the damage you have done to yourself over the years. You see your fingers slipping away from a warm hand you desperately want to cling on to, you see yourself pulling out the rubber band that held your hair in a anxious knot like it's a criminal trying to keep a wild mess in place, you see your doodles melting in self-erasure: white pages and frozen ink cubes. You see poets place their weak fingers on their mouth and turn as silent as the screams of the world against global warming. They walk in silent protest; irony kisses your forehead as you hate to open your eyes. "See more, kiddo!", screams the black. You need to fall asleep.The water pushes itself down your throat as you retire. You look up at the ceiling, calling your scars to forgive you this time, but they want you to feel. They want you to stay. Dark lord lifts the little universe you carry, you float in the maze of your mind. You see a butterfly returning to its cocoon, you see a mother denying her infant milk, you see the infant wail but there's no sound, you see chocolates, you see blood, you see rainbows, you see shipwreck, you see life, you see waves, you see death, you see an end. You know you are crazy. You need to fall asleep. You open your eyes red from exhaustion and know disgust at the things that you think about after Love kisses you goodnight. You hope the little arteries in the eyes that are awake are the roadmaps that take you back to the infinity you are made of. You seek freedom from the body that feels like cage. You see fine roads, and then, snap, they are gone.You meet people in the morning with the brightest smile. You, my darling, are the warrior I wish I had been.©merilina_biswas
Source : PinterestSome memes I see in pinterest #part2By unknown writer
-- Interview Challenge -- #writingcontest #creativearena Head to Creative Arena to participate in this writing contest and win a trophy!
Imagine yourself being interviewed for the success of your first book. --Now, answer the following question in a very poetic and thoughtful manner.--
Interviewer: Today if someone asks you how far have you walked what will be your answer? Where did you start from and how far you still have to walk or have you reached the destination already?
Getting greedy for the reads T_TMaybe I'm gonna delete it. If you find this out helpful then do lemme know :DNot perfectly written tho. I have actually written another one on this prompt ;_;; I will post that trash if I'll feel like. :^)#recipe #hopec Is this one suitable for the prompt?@writersnetwork @writersbayWn (28)
How to get rid of anxiety and depression? (A recipe)
Anxiety and depression are something you can't get rid for forever but you can for a short span of time. Even when we get anxious we do several things which are wrong. Coming straight onto the point today I'll tell you how to make exilir for it. This has a very simple and easy recipe with less amount of requirements. ✨INGREDIENTS✨• 1 cup of cherished memories• pinch of metaphors• 1/2 table spoon of you favourite things• Your unstable mind's presence• A glass of water (with some mixed self-love)• 2 cup of smiles and laughter• Seed of hope✨ MATERIALS REQUIRED ✨• An open space with plenty of air• Spatula• bowl • Notepad or a sheet• Your dedication✨PROCESS✨~ Take a bowl , close you eyes. Take a deep breath.~Stop thinking about the thing with makes you anxious. Think about those cherished memories. Take the spatula too. Now keep mixing the space in the bowl with the help of a spatula.~ Open your eyes. Clean your face with your hands. Look around. Stare at the bees and butterflies or maybe the plants. ~ Now keep down the bowl and spatula. Drink the water and think about those things which are surrounded to you. (Advice : Don't overthink)~ Now take your notepad and pen down your experience.~ Then take the seed of hope and plant it somewhere. Hope is a small bud which grows every moment with your self-determination. ~ And the last thing all you have to do is smile :)That's all is the recipe ;)All what you need for it is some patience. Do's :- Engage yourself into some activity- Have some good food- Drink plenty of water Don't :- Don't consume caffeine- Don't sleep- Don't think about all the bad happenings*You can make out this recipe anytime, just keep in your mind not to overthink. If you want you can even perform this activity everyday. If you don't have any seed to plant then you can do some other good deed. Maybe you can feed birds or animals? You can give them a hope? Maybe :)- Aditi
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An Ode to All the Stories I Know
Here's to all the stories I know,To the pages turned fast and slow.To the worlds that were forged as I lay in my bed.To the people I met, and the goodbyes I said.To the boy who grew up among wolves,To the marigolds in Dehradun.To the occupants of a certain house on Baker Street,To the giant who swallowed the moon.To the quaint town in Alabama, where it was okay to shoot bluejays.To the student who sat beside his ailing teacher, every Tuesday.To the winter that came, and the dead that came with.To the hidden platform, and the boy who lived.To the magic beanstalk, growing through the book's hardcover.Remembered by the ink, the final walk of two lovers.To the pages that carry the smell of the hungry tide.Amidst the sound of those turning pages, a book thief tries to hide.Here's to all the stories I know.To every word, every sentence, every line.For these are the stories that shall guide me,As I try to figure out mine.©gundeep_sahni