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It wasn't intentional! We both knew! You started everything You made me to feel the best in me You made me to understand what true love is You made me to know even affection like this exists You made me to realize all bonds doesn’t need a name You made me to change myself completely… Yeah! It was you behind this beautiful bond but I don’t blame that it’s all your fault now… We’ve been together in many things either be it sad or happiness, victory or failure, emotions or emptiness we stood with each other… You know what!? This is what I have imagined all these years but now I understand that only I needed you in all such situations whereas you never really wanted me by your side. I thought you will feel good when I’m with you; you will need me at the end of the day to share your day; you will search for me when you are not doing well; and lot more that can’t be bundled up in words but you have also made me to realize that you never really wanted me to be by your side… And now all I am doing is to search myself, the true self which have been lost long back in the chaos of loving you blindly… I know what I was, how I was, who I was, before meeting you but now I don’t have even myself with me! It’s all you that I have within me but I don’t blame that it’s all your fault. I know the way you loved me, you cared me, you admired me but all my question is Where’s that person who made me smile without any reason even at odd hours of day? Where’s that person who made me trust them without any need? Where’s that person who made me feel as the most important one? I have expressed my feelings in all possible ways I could and even said you directly but then you ask me again “what should I do?” You know how painful it is to hear such question after letting myself to someone who is close to me than myself… I have understood your situations many times even you knew it pretty well And now I am tired of being the one who understand others and I need to be understood sometimes… I’ve waited for you a lot of times which doesn’t hurt more than you asking “did I ask you to wait?!” what kind of reaction is that to someone who is extremely crazy about you. And I know you don’t need me the way you needed me! Even you know this but you don’t accept it openly. All I did was to love you unconditionally the way you loved me during our starting days… is it this easy for you to change like a totally different person ? Even now I am trying my best to be supportive to you wherein you don’t even have the courtesy to think about my feelings… so when you come to me again after all your issues being sorted out you will not find the one true soul that loved… each time you do this again and again just because I cant leave you. I am losing myself more than the normal and hating myself terribly for not being able to hate you! I do everything for you and react to you only for your behavior, always remember to think a little before you speak… And there are lot more to say but even my words got glued to you and I find it difficult to put it together. This is all my side of the story! if you think the way I portrayed you wrong in here… then tell me your part… at least that may create a reason to talk. #review #mv

#myreview ... Use #review for others to review your work. Other than that. Vera level poem. You have a good command of words. Felt like a song.. keep up the good work

What's wrong with the light? Have I gone blind? Why can't I see it anymore? Why can't I see it entering inside me, Wiping off all this emptiness? Why doesn't it burn my soul anymore? Have I lost my soul or the light ? #review#generalthought

I could be the dark night of winters , Believing that you would be with me, Sometimes being the star, Sometimes being the moon with me. #himanshi #review

Love is only one thing that can kill you even can heal you. #Alash#review

#review *Words* . . My words seem to me like the prisoners who are always on the lookout of a jailbreak. Trying to escape nausea and suffocation of this human body and just flow with the melted air! My words seem to me like the slaughtered soldiers, who gave in every ounce of their body to fulfil the purpose and make a statement. A statement harbingering vows, wishes, guilt and hopes. My words seem to me like the despondent widow, who has lost purpose! Life seems like trauma to them. With their adornments of punctuation marks, similes and allusions taken away, they struggle hard to make peace with life and lie alone on a white sheet of paper. My words seem to me like pearls of my favourite necklace. Broken and shattered due to all the frictions which my chest went against! Behind the curtains and under the sofa, those pearls now lie in the darkest areas of the room, away from my reach. I try looking out for them and my fingers brush against layers of dust which somehow surreptitiously made its home in my home! My words seem to me like a collection of handicapped letters, hoping to find someone who'd sew them together to make a point! My words seem to me like a tranquillizer, relieving me of the attacks of the incomprehensibility of my self-composed queries pertinent to my insecurities. My words are a part of me. No actually, I'm a part of my words. Trying hard to build a sensible sentence which makes sense and does not loses its identity in the line up of paragraphs! ✍ Pooja Dewan #P.D.

I am a woman, and I am the universe. You told me I am pretty; Yes, I am pretty by my thoughts. You told me I can't go outside Yes, I am still on the ground. You told me I am uneducated, Yes, I still believe in you. You told me I am arrogant, Yes, I am too confident about myself. You told me I can't write my thoughts, Yes, I am writing my Destiny. You told me I am just a woman, Yes, but I am the goddess too. You told me I can't handle power, That's why I rule the universe. You told me I can't fly, But you can't handle my flight. You told me my eyes are beautiful, Yes, I can burn the evil with just a glance. You told me you are a cry baby, Yes, all my tears are wasteful for this selfish world. But I will still stand, Still fight with all the stress and problems. Standing in the middle and working for my own life. Who I am? I am a woman and I am the universe #nikita #review

The wet weather in the winter months _____________________________________ Amidst the deep slumber, Heard I the loud thunder; The droplets were in number, That made me not remember. Rejoicing in the cool ambience, Forgot I the homework: And danced with the dalliance, Making myself look like a berserk. Granny rushed to say, "For God sake Child, Put your slippers under your foot!" While I scowled uttering, "No, I love the cold marbles!" And continued pressing my feet to the ground, And she, walked off profanities muttering! As I looked out the window, My imagination turned aglow, Walked I haste to kitchen, As I going to the unknown Aachen! Quickly made a black tea, Sat on the balcony as an attendee, Drank the hot tea in swift, Like a man to slake the thirst, Enjoying the rain sat I, The winter drizzle making my mood Berry! - Aliya Aqeela M. M #review#rainpoem

Why don't we see what looms around? The hollowness inside and the ceaseless baffling sound The darkness in deed, haunting everyone indeed The ever growing need, degrading every creed The ugliness they breed, all slaves of greed A sea of sickness with no shore Manhood of men like a lion with no roar So dreadful disgusting desires in disguise Thirst of bloodshed, rampant regime of rampage in rejoice Beware of the monsters who seep blood in their throats Betrays the innocent, plants detestation in their thoughts Is the fate of men to be crushed by his own kin? Is this the price we have to pay for our own sin? Unseen, inconceivable, incomprehensible, inevitable? The Verge of extinction, hideous unison of death and destruction? Is that what we seek? Rivers of blood, corpses in every street Anticipation of consequences crumbles the soul Breath starts fainting and the heart just falls The "sacred distinction" why don't we bother to see The ability to reason, a free will to be happy Come Friends! Let's become some more wise Spread happiness, ignite inspiration So we can escape that price #Revenant #review

When it's time to reach my goal it requires so many sacrifices so my heart always whispers to my soul. But one thing I would like to remind myself is Nothing changes, if Nothing changes...! #review #goals

#Review Here is a crowd, Chittering and chattering All throughout the day. And I stand in the middle Like a little monkey Busy mimicking the crowd. But once I listen Closing my eyes Its a strange land Filled with people Deaf, dumb and blind. #megha #review

You are a mirror, a mirror, my dear. I look into the mirror and I see myself ugly, impassive, and numb. But your surface is a little humped, I noticed. I see my hands, are slender, and body weak everytime I stop before you. Why is it that I cannot see my heart and mind in it. Shall I stop seeing you? #review#a snippet