A drenaline rushed through ruptured arteries N ew hopes glistened like Sundew D ewdrops adored roses like tears adorn eyes.
D ark monochrome stole elegance from A rdent hues and planted seeds of R umpling Echoes into L ighthearted exuberance (and) I painted myself in the abborance and tears N avigating through bookshelves that were G roovy in appearance yet hollow inside.
I thought love could work (only) that way /And I was wrong/
T houghts tangled like my messy bedsheets H ideous crave erring my destiny, O ut came indecorous moans U topian feelings engraved forever in museum G yrating sonnets that I longed to whisper in H is ears T he erotic colours he added to our life leaving me unsatisfied.
Y elling into the void I had for life O, was my past just a Mirage in desert, U nrequited reflection of what it wasn't?
L ove? The four letter word still bleed my O aked scars now embracing soft edges of V ibrant stars E vading into darkness of flimsy betrayal D rinking in the pleasure of loneliness.
M istletoe stole the view of my first kiss E mbers falling like sinister chant on tongue.
B raved the storm and will brave more U nloved I was, yet I will continue T he facade of being loved.
I ntentional it never was or so he said!
W asn't it really then? A h, all those cuddles under moonlight S hush! Say no more, he repeats, yet again.
W rong I had always been! R ivers are flooded with my tears, O Kismet! Get lost! N ow I'm punished for craving G reat ordeals or so they call 'pure chivalry'
/Pray tell me, Am I wrong in Weaving Stardust In the dusky corner of my mind, Anticipating what I already gave in return too?
Or do I really have to be Satisfied with Lust embellished on skin, The sweaty, pungent feeling When he moves from one mistress To another?/
The hell that I wrote #wod#stardust (Edited the last few lines out of laziness XD)
Knuckles turning white, I knew I had to face my fears The atrocities were immense, Wounds digging deep into my soul, Yet I never gave up, Dreaming a better tomorrow Where I will be all ears to others' fears Once I had conquered mine.
Shushing my inner trauma That threatened to spill out, Whispering 'Psst' to Courage And miraculously earning back a hi, I tried to calculate my moves, Soft yet undaunted steps; Each one at a time, I knew I had to face my fears.
Amplifying determination And blending it with persistence, The recipe I made was sumptuous, Cooked and eaten in due time.
In times to come, The girl who faced her fears will be etched in fragile hearts, And everything they lack will be exsanguinated from me, Morals transferred to their hollow souls And at once, Warm hearts will be pumping determination So as to face fears.
(i) No, I didn't fall for you When we first met. My heart bloomed The exact moment I realised: Everything that glitters isn't gold; You weren't all golden hues and smiles As you appeared to be, Your blue veins were filled with Blues you inked for poetry, As perfectly moulded as you were, Your life was a cluster of imperfections, And we, the kindred spirits, Were meant to be together.
~To the boy whose smile is as enticing as a coral, yet fake as a lie.
(ii) No, I don't believe in Love at first sight, With time, With patience, A tiny bud blooms, So do hearts, A wistful longing transforming into Impassioned love.
I'm willing to ink Epitaph for my heart as you had stolen it, I'm willing to stitch the wings of my fluttering hope which was long broken and bruised, determined for a bright future with you, I'm willing to capture both Sunlight and moonlight to Scatter them during eclipses so as to make your dark brown eyes go wide with wonder and flush your cheeks with scarlet hues I had stealthily robbed from red roses.
~To the girl who wishes to embrace the thorn of my heart.
Idk y but February reminded me of those three words: 'Fab' 'Bruh' and 'Harry' P S: Sorry Harry Freaking Styles Le Prince Harry and Harry Potter, 'babbyyy I'm just a hallucination' @maiatamarain See what I did to our 1D member XD
We aren't known for what exactly we're, different people have different perceptions about us. A person may be hero in one's life and villian in the others'. It all depends on how we treat them, what impression they have of us. But when I see myself, sometimes all I see is emptiness. It really got replaced by bright colours throughout my journey and I found myself enjoying life more than ever. The mirror is neither a better nor worse version of ourselves. The you in the mirror is as imperfect yet beautiful as you are. Considering the person in the mirror as a stranger and trying to get to know them, we are giving ourselves a chance to look deep into ourselves and know ourselves profoundly. But me being a typical lazy klutz, I just decided to write what came to mind of myself without examining my inner layers more deeply. And what I have now is a person who isn't shallow or anything, but vain. Vanity is a damn bad thing, but still better than a low self esteem. People with low self esteem don't know how to love themselves and think they don't deserve this world while they really do. A narcissist knows her worth and would spent her life with someone who loves her the way she loves herself. I didn't want to ramble on for so long, but those who read upto this are the real gems. #mirror#wod@miraquill@writersnetwork
Raven clouds perched on the walls of my heart brimmed A vad thunder piercing the frozen lock with fierce flames A gush of mystic mystery embraced the breeze caressing My pain away, as if notionate tides are kissing footprints
Your burning lips spelt rame on my shivering skin Adorning an ornament of oblivescence on my mind Your hands mound and mend me, climb and cwtch me As if my body is a blair the warrior in you must suffer
A scintilla of your fond flares shattered the caligo over me A calian resolve to strengthen my fragile dreamscapes Snowflakes of frisson raining on my frame as ecstatic bliss You hold me tighter, gentle yet firm, towards euphoric highs
Chérie, you're a crimson calix for my bloom You're an immix of kef and koa, shielding me Your embrace is a canopy of rainbow and Your gaze, a lune-light drenching me in love
After spending the past few days searching for words that best describes the depth of my gratitude, I still end up more speechless. Seems words can't describe the feelings or the words are endless, so all I can say Is thank you @writersnetwork for the repost, thank you @childauthor_345 thank you @kefi_kat thank you @miraquill and thank you everyone for the support, and encouragement. Sometimes I feel like I'm not good enough as a writer and I get infested with the thoughts of giving up, but each time I write on miraquil, your encouragements eliminates the thoughts of giving up and makes me wants to get better, you guys make me wanna be the me I desire. NOTE: I'M REALLY SORRY TO BORE YOU WITH THIS LONG WRITE-UP, I WAS JUST GONNA SAY THANK YOU BUT WORDS CAME FLOODING IN AND I JUST COULDN'T HELP MYSELF.