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From my self flies a dissected soul, it all rains around in red. I saw myself naked, in the broken shattered pieces lying like a the broken teeth of a goblin. That stares into my eyes and tells me horrific things, and I know it's me only, my broken self that never can recover from such darkened past. I touched myself, my eyes and it bled tears of forgotten self. The girl I used to be, the girl I saw once cheering in a lukewarm day, crawling like a baby of earth, now is just a pensive withdrawn insane who scribbles her thoughts when the night grins madly at her. The psychiatrist said something wrong with me, did he know something is wrong with everyone around and we all...are just moving umbra? #Saramts#short-poetry #review

My tears,Your tears. Our face grew hot as the fire. This mood can strike . Erupting in loud shouts, Like an extra. Wondering why we're here. Our mouth leaks with affection. My words,Your intention. Let us know our feelings. Electricity runs through our veins Shadows seem to follow. Snacking on sweet and sour lollies Nobody understands Defeated like deflated balloons Cowering in the corner at night. Our pains , we've future buzzing. I find a smile, It appears on your face. But it only widens When our heart flops together. #review #love #yourreview

#review #microtale #aarushi " You said it is blind and won't be able to find us if we hide nicely enough, didn't you?" " I did say that, but...." "But what dumbo, I feel it coming our way!" " The thing is, it can feel us too. Our tears, fear, the blood flowing in our veins, it can feel it all."

#quote#review#funnyquote Mosquitos are like family members, Annoying but they carry our blood....

#review#iwritesometimes#loverhyme I met a girl who was like an open book, Wanting to be read from the very start, Someone who’d flick through her every page , And tie again the strings of her very heart, So I peeked into her ribcage, Holding my brittle pieces in my hands, From the girl I once gave my heart to, My soul’s revolt who could never understand We were both left with empty spaces, Within us our past self was no more, And we let our souls feel each other's touch, Like waves embracing the sea shore She kept spilling out all her stories, Until She melted from head to her toes, And I stood ablaze before her eyes, With no judgement or asking the cause Too soon she ran out of paper and ink, But her words found a home on the skin of mine, As she inked down her final story, With the love that poured down my spine Together we learnt a lesson, Of how sometimes things fall apart, To make way for better things, Which leaves a solid thud on your heart So next time when the rain hits the ground, Do not run reaching out for cover, Just stand and smell the petrichor, You'll find an umbrella held by a broken lover ! ~ IWRITESOMETIMES | Maansi :) I love you Maansi :) @Maansiibajaj

YOU You're my cosmos and my infinity, You're the wild hearts beating for eternity You're the embrace of the silver moon You're the flowers that the bloom, You're the thoughts that have been left unsaid, You're the books that I've read, You're my fav person in the crowd, You're my "I love you" said out too loud, You're the mantelpiece beside my bed, You're the love letters that I have read, You're the one who taught me to be free, You're the one who loved me for being me! ~iwritesometimes @mansibajaj #review #iwritesometimes #loverhyme

#review#prose#Angela UNASHAMED My friends always laugh at me each time senior faith shouts and Chase me away, warning me never to come anywhere close to her. They always warn me to stop listening to everything my mind tells me, else I will get into trouble, but I never listened to them. Senior faith was a brainy personnel, she was good at everything, an exceptional being in the whole school. One day I told my friends that I would make her my best friend, but they laughed hilariously mimicking me, well they never imagined that they would ever say a word to her, and here I am saying that I would make her my best friend. Each time i greet her she would reply harshly cause she felt I wasn't her type neither was I in the same level with her Not minding her attitude, I kept on greeting her lovingly, then one day she called me and said " why are you stubborn" was I really stubborn " I like your ways" I was extremely scared, not knowing how she will react "oh that's good, do you want to be like me" I took a deep breath before replying " yes, sure, I want to be like you" there was this sweet smile she gave, that melted my heart. "No problem dear, I'm in ss3b, come see me later after dinning I would be waiting for you" My missing rib has been found, I knew i wasn't complete, but now am over complete. She isn't who people thinks she is, if only I covered myself in fear and doubt I wouldn't have gotten this opportunity, just like the woman with the issue of blood , despite her condition and the fact that she shouldn't be seen among the people she struggled hard until she touched him. I was unashamed when I approached that senior The woman with the issue of blood was Unashamed cause she knew what she wanted.

The Freely Eagle... Oops Conditons Applied. what's life ? Happines today in journey, there might be a Sad turn tomorrow. Slipped if on that turn, just stand smile and move ahead. That's what a life for me. Oblivious about what's gonna happen fews day ahead, was enjoying his journey of life fully. Like a free fierce Eagle at high above the Limit less sky. Boards were going on, and he was blindfolded by the next twist waiting for him. Someone was waiting to gain his love, in the mid of his boards. who..? Some call her/him Danger, Dead end, life threatening, etc. But the Common name was Cancer. Yes!!! Was unknown about it and flying high in his journery of life. That turn came, was encountered too. The moment he got to know. His wings were cut, and the Eagle was Caged. All the dreams, aims, were shattered. Like all his hopes were slaughtered. Was Broken, hurted, and lost all the hopes. Bacause, he was still and Fierce Eagle; but wiith conditions applied, Who used to jump and Run, was now caged where he can just walk. Who dreamt of many things, but was caged because he wasn't able to do of his wish, But still, he dealed with it. Accepted the long life inprisonment of conditions applied. If not the aims and dreams hi choosed, then He went by making new dreams of he can. If not sports and physical activities anymore He went with Pen as his Passion. Not the Happiness he used to dream of But by happiness of bringing best of his words. Yeah, it's my life like a caged bird now, But if are caged by conditions or sort of same. It isn't mean you can't fly anymore. Have faith and believe in you, and just have a take off with the cage of conditions with you above the Sky. #sc #review #shortstory @the_critpic_hunter

Why did I do that? I am furious with myself. I slammed my door open and kicked out my shoes. Threw my heavy key chain on the mirror. It crashed loudly and then there was this complete silence. My hands were still trembling. I washed the blood off my fingers. Blood stains were all over my t shirt and some were on my pants too. First i thought i will wash them.. then I decided to burn them altogether. The haunting of today's incident came as a flash before my eyes. This weird looking guy was following me for the past 2 weeks. Wherever I he was there. Today I was standing at this building top trying to think about something and there he came. I didn't have anything to defend or scare him. I don't wanna talk to him. I ran away but his footsteps are getting closer every second. Suddenly I remember this knife keychain i had in my bag. I took and and swung back to threaten him. But he was too close.....The knife pierced his eyeball and went in some more....we both screamed in fear and pain. He fell down and was muttering...we.. are the lasst per... persons.... In this ....plan.. planet....but..... and then he stopped moving... I turned back and ran and ran and ran.... Ran some more...... My house was a glass house. Completely transparent. Atleast how they make houses in 2050. Right to privacy was never known to anybody. I took all my dresses and threw them in a steel bin, poured some petrol and lit the fire... God!!!! It s burning forever'.... The clothes were fully burnt... I flushed the ashes down the toilet and the sound reverberated all over the house. There was an eerie silence... I was finally relaxed and wanted to sleep.... And crashed on the bed........I like this silence. Or.. Is this too silent????? finally jus I was dozing off to sleep...... The phone stated ringing!!!! #shortstory #review #dhruv_777

Nights either end too quickly or carry on for far too long- it's the always-present unwillingness to accept that things have to end, have to finish, have to disappear in eternity. The creatures, they come out at dusk, full of unanswered yearning within their souls, searching, in hopeful desperation pushing the façade of good times still to be had. Drops of poison remaining on the strained, painted lips, and powders disappear through the rolled-up notes into the nostrils. Long enough and everyone starts getting lost in the moment of these Dionysian nights. Masks start to slip off, falling to the sticky floor covered in sick and expectations. The works of art carved in stone start to crumble like granite. The horror lies not in strangers seeing you for the beautiful mess you are; it's the inevitable face off in the mirror with a naked reflection of a subdued mind. Fear stripped the outer layer of paint, leaving a defenceless medley of colours, rust and raw emotions; this swaying creature that's supposed to be you, having fun, is just you – confused and unsure of who you are any more. All you do know is what you don't want – to spend your life as a shadow. You know that a night spent embracing a stranger is better than a stranger night alone. #review#shortstory#whatever

It came from something we can't even see, It took so many lives and gave us the malady, The death, the pain, the anger the disability, Old people say they never witnessed such calamity. With heavy heart, Hope is alive and this is the fact, May the God help us to face all of this, Some people are still doing something wrong, Hope they'll get the fruits of their Unholy act. #anon #noob #review

It came from something we can't even see, It took so many lives and gave us the malady, The death, the pain, the anger the disability, Old people say they never witnessed such calamity. With heavy heart, Hope is high, will is strong and this is the fact, May the God help us to face all of this, Some people are still doing something wrong, Hope they'll get the fruits of their Unholy act. #anon #noob #review