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Word Prompt: Write a 6 word short write-up on Horizon
Horizon. It makes distances look beautiful
Word Prompt: Write a 10 word short write-up on Ego
Those who are servants of their ego know no kindness
Word Prompt: Write a 3 word short write-up on Galaxy
Galaxy isnt gullible
Word Prompt: Write a 10 word micro-tale on Remind
A picture is enough to remind you of your failures
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It's okay for people to leave..
If the vibe was mutual, why is this reminiscence one sided ?©anamika0107Listen to the complete poem by visiting the link in my bio
Word Prompt: Write a 10 word short tale on Deception
Spirituality is the tonic to the deception of modern love.
Word Prompt: Write a 3 word micro-tale on Blissful
Purity is blissful
Word Prompt: Write a 8 word one-liner on Loyalty
Loyalty demands sharing of your dilemmas and insecurities.
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Word Prompt: Write a 10 word micro-tale on Space
"I need space" indicates clear dilemma regarding decisions taken before.
They try to fix my introversion,with forced friendshipsand fake laughter...futile celebrationsand meaningless chatter.As if there's something wrongwith having a brighter world on the inside.As if it's a flaw in my existence,that needs to be rectified.And trust me, I've spent a lifetimetrying to fix myself...because that's what was suggestedby the old, experienced and wise.Small talk and gossip,rants and pastimes.I've cut and altered myself too many times,to fit into the spacethey were willing to provide.And for years I've bled,just to ensurewhat I was doing was approved to be right.But not anymore.It's not hatred or avoidance or anxiety...but my will to choose what I feed my mind.I've built a richer world for methan what this empty banter could offer.And you won't ever understand,because yes,it's all in my mind.©whitewings
A poet's heart darling, don't try to decipher it through his poems. For his poems are only an exhibition of his passion mixed with his handpicked emotions, you'll see only as much as he spares you to see. Forget trying to decode him through it, assuming you know what lies deep, when you only touched the surface. And do not mistake art as absolute, a string of verses can hold a completely different meaning, for both you and me. ~folded_letters
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Melancholy, when described in poetry, looks like a sunset. It is the way in which the sky bleeds into the sea.It is the way in which gilded reds and seawater blues mix to create Art out of a watery grave.It is the way in which the dying sun makes a makeshift house out of the waves that call the Sea their home. Poetic melancholy is colours and beauty, it is cosmic operas and eternal eulogies.Melancholy, in reality, is macabre. It is jagged glassmoonless nightsperennial solar eclipsesthe scratching of long fingernails on boardscries swallowed with a glass of saltblood red skies monsters that call minds their home and razor sharp words that poison the ones that hurl them and the ones that they target. ©artemiswrites