ankitamalla

An amateur writer, just trying to put my thoughts into words. My poems may not rhyme all the time but they sure are heartfelt!Feedbacks welcomed :)

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  • ankitamalla 4h

    The Butterfly Effect

    Every time he skips a meal,
    his mother, back at home,
    gets a little extra money that month,
    filling her heart with abundant hope
    & joy, to feed the other one.


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  • ankitamalla 1w

    Looking for - something casual

    Every time we kiss,
    I get this urge to say
    I love you.
    From my gut to my throat,
    these words travel,
    reaching the tip of
    my tongue.
    But right then, the brain
    signals to stop,
    “Ain’t these words forbidden
    in this relationship”,
    I am reminded.
    Of course yes, after-all,
    I am the one
    who willingly agreed to
    these laid down rules.
    “Why can’t you stop”, I tell
    these so called 3 magical
    words fiercely.
    “Why can’t YOU stop”, they tell
    me back, mockingly.
    Ok! I’m the silly one here,
    I agree and roll my eyes
    sheepishly as I try to
    end this conversation.
    Just then, I feel his lips on my neck,
    and, damn! Am I doomed or
    Am I doomed, I sigh,
    while those 3 magical words
    prep to travel up my gut,
    mocking me, yet again!



    ©ankitamalla

  • ankitamalla 1w

    Tuesday Morning thoughts !

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    In the book of my life,
    you’ll be the chapter that
    I’ll read slowly, very slowly..!

  • ankitamalla 1w

    perfection
    /pəˈfɛkʃ(ə)n/

    noun
    a state we humans strive to achieve all our lives, concealing our originality and flaws only to fit in the society and its made up theories.

    In reality, we may never achieve that state because the idea of being perfect would be equivalent to becoming a barbie doll or a ken who is totally plastic & only eye pleasing!


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  • ankitamalla 1w

    She felt his cold hands around her waist,
    goosebumps, not only on her skin but in her soul as well, she felt.

    The heat that she radiated was meant to be shared, at that moment,
    she realised.

    She was the warmth that he
    missed all this while, at that moment,
    he realised.


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  • ankitamalla 2w

    Her body & soul are never in sync.
    The body, it seeks darkness,
    for it doesn’t want the scars & wounds to be seen by the world.
    And the soul, it seeks light & brightness,
    for it knows the scars & wounds have come from the fights
    she fought alone!


    ©ankitamalla

  • ankitamalla 2w

    When sea calls, u must go!👫🌊🌅🏝

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    You, me & the sea

    Let’s go and take a dip in the sea,
    for after so long, we are free.

    Away from the hustle bustle of the city,
    let’s soak our souls in this serenity.

    Let’s sleep on the sand and stargaze tonight,
    amidst the sea, so wide.

    Water sparkles as the moonlight falls on it,
    waves so swift as if wanting to touch our feet.

    Let’s be as unapologetic as we can be, for today, its just you, me & the sea..!

    ©ankitamalla

  • ankitamalla 5w

    “How ironical it is that we are seeking old school love & romance on platforms powered by AI.

    If love is meant to happen without any logical reasonings , how come we are dependent on platforms running purely on logic & algorithms !”


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  • ankitamalla 5w

    ⚡️She was everything that I ever wished for, everything that I ever craved for, everything that I ever needed in life.

    Whenever I told her this, she would either laugh it off , unimpressed, or look away, rolling her eyes.

    Yet, I felt so connected , as if she was the only one who existed.

    “That’s how she spells her charm on everyone”, my friends would often say, but isn’t she only mine, I would think, ignoring their lines.

    Then, one day, I found her in someone else’s arms,
    I couldn’t hold my tears,
    the words of my friends echoed in my ears.

    It was then that I realized, she is “success” , not meant to stay forever, today, she may be mine but tomorrow she may move on, making someone else shine.⚡️

    #museoftheday #pod
    @mirakee
    @writersnetwork
    @writersbay

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    “She” is often called names & is slut shamed..
    Read the caption to know why.


    ©ankitamalla

  • ankitamalla 5w

    🌺Never underestimate anything, for what has always been seen as delicate and fragile may be the most resilient thing, growing amidst the most unfavourable circumstances.

    The real beauty lies in the strength and will to grow against all the odds.🌺

    P.S - Inspired by these beautiful flowers growing amidst a formidable snow storm in 2013 at Jerusalem. (Refer the image; Source: Google)

    #FlowersThatGrowInTheMostUnusualPlaces #Mirakee #Creativearena #writingcontest

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    ©ankitamalla