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  • miss_worst 17h

    30.05.2020
    Day 30 of writing
    Grandma's box

    When I was a kid
    I always wished
    To get the box my grandma has
    She always kept it hidden in the attic
    And only in the night
    She used to peek
    Something inside
    I thought it was something cool that adults did
    The curiosity in me always ticked
    About what could be in the box
    Is it some jewel or key
    Or the map to unknow sea?
    It could be her favourite toy
    Or something that makes her feel joy?
    There were so many options to trace
    But It only raised the question to break
    That secret it holds for which
    she has to walk an extra mile
    To get that peek
    As I grew up the curiosity was gone
    And I forgot about all that
    But now as years have passed
    I remembered and asked granny about that box
    She laughed at all the failed attempts I made to find it back
    And told me
    It was a letter she first wrote
    Which was consisting of many loopholes
    But as she started to write
    All those mistakes were left behind
    But to remember that we shouldn't take pride in every delight
    She always checked of her beginning as guide
    I was heartbroken to not get a map to the sea
    But happy enough to learn a life lesson in this
    So I am thinking I should get a box
    And put a piece of my feelings in that...

    -Vaishnavi Tiwari

    And that quest of my childhood the secret I thought was too big to knew has this end of life lesson.

    #littlemorality #wordsuntangled #poem #mirakeewriters #scribbledstories #poetryonmymind #writingcommunity #writinguniverse #poemsofinstagram #grandma #box #lifelessons #secrets #shewritestruth

    @___alxita @_ishita_ @tamanna3 @hymnofthewind @__aurora__

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  • miss_worst 1d

    29.05.2020
    Day 29 of writing

    Fix this

    They just taunted and told me to sit
    Saying that -
    "You have to fix!! "
    I don't know what are they talking about
    But something mundane it must be
    I observe how funny this time is
    Once when they broke
    The dreams and wings of me
    Are now having hard time to keep
    About my fleet
    They quest wondering
    "How I did it?"
    I smile profoundly
    With my wings
    That were broken, shattered and tored apart
    But now have all the charm
    Which takes me to the higher places
    I remember now
    When they were broken first
    Something in me changed
    It made me resistant to
    The hate I was pondering with
    Little by little I fixed
    It wasn't easy at all
    But worth if you may ask
    Was more than what I could live for...
    -Vaishnavi Tiwari

    Something in us is broken but as time passes on we learn to heal by ourselves without anyone and that is power something we hold in us and that is some great strength which you have.

    #littlemorality #wordsuntangled #poem #mirakeewriters #poetryonmymind #30daysofwriting #kindnessmatters #broken #mywings
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  • miss_worst 2d

    28.05.2020
    Day 28 of writing

    Who are you!?
    This single question
    Flushed memories of lifetime in front of me.

    How do I define what I am?

    Should I boast about all my wins,
    Or should I grieve for the lost sins.

    Should I tell the Dreams of mine,
    Or just limit myself to the real coin.

    Should there be a long list of what I like,
    Or a few different types of my dislikes.

    Should I tell you about the person I love,
    Or just keep mum about the ones I don't.

    There are so many things that define one,
    How can I just answer this question
    That who am I-

    Am I a mixture of stardust, a cosmos
    Or universe of my own,
    Or just a lost cause leaping in the darkness across.
    Well, no one really knows who they are?
    Until they define all there scars and inner wars,
    Cause that's the best way to realise
    Who you really are?

    Well whenever struck by this question I get blank about what really i am and I don't know what to answer but I hope to find myself along the way in life and maybe one day I will be able to really define who am I?
    @theburbly
    Thank you so much for giving me this opportunity to write about myself.

    #journal #iwritemystory
    #whoareyou #littlemorality #wordsuntangled #findingmyownways #burblyjournal

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  • miss_worst 3d

    Colored

    They laughed at me cause I was an unpainted sketch
    And I cried cause I wanted to get coloured.
    My mother took me in embrace and told-
    "Baby, if you are going to get colored promise me a thing that you will never be influenced by what other have cause there are so many colors inside you which you just need to feel to get yourself honored "

    At first I didn't understand what was she talking about but once I stepped into this real world I knew it right about  what mother was telling.
    It is all about copying the colors different people hold and not having any originality of yours.
    All in the hurry of getting the things done which are discovered and not finding yourself in this chaos and fake world.
    I really thought being black and white was a boon cause I was still untouched by all this fake tunes but then they dragged me to the canvas and painted me red and blue, tried to impose the burden of not being new but I smiled cause
    I had my wild card
    I had the superior feelings one needs to change
    The colors back to black and white
    By mixing all of them
    I became the ruling Knight
    Having my own views and arts
    Not fearing by change of colors
    Of this longing cast..
    -Vaishnavi Tiwari

    Well there are so many colors people hold out and are also forced to shut down. So which colors you hold should be yours only and not any forced ones.
    #littlemorality #wordsuntangled #poem #mirakeewriters #scribbledstories #poetryonmymind #colored #myowncosmos #mycolors

    @alxita @rainbow_salt @writeforjoy @hidden_sunshine @mystic_aahana

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  • miss_worst 4d

    26.05.2020
    Day 26 if writing

    Out of order

    I stood there
    In front of the machine
    Which told in the
    Big bold letters
    Out of order
    The red shades of fate
    Made me forget
    For the moment
    That i was in this world
    In my subconscious mind
    It began to swirl
    That how my emotions are also turning
    Out of order
    There is no specific answer
    About why I feel this way
    But there is no more charm
    In this life's hay
    The rainbow isn't lovely
    I love the darkness
    The brightness kills me
    I want to rule the back way
    Being with myself is
    Now what I love the most
    Than blabbering with 
    All those Fake hosts
    I have caged my emotions so well
    That now no one will sail
    On the roller coaster
    Of this hell
    Snapped back into the reality
    I understood the void
    And smiled at the
    Out of order sign
    -Vaishnavi Tiwari
    What do you think of out of order sign?
    #littlemorality #wordsuntangled #poem #mirakeewriters #scribbledstories #poetryonmymind #writersnetwork #mirakee
    @alxita @writeforjoy @mystic_aahana @ishiita @tamanna3

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  • miss_worst 5d

    25.05.2020
    Day 25 of writing

    Why do we write

    I still remember
    The joy in my heart
    When I got my first
    Harry Potter series books
    When other kids were
    Playing in the noon
    I was in my cacoon
    Reading the adventures
    Of alibaba and 40 goons

    But I noticed a thing
    That i forget the stories easily
    So to let them live in my life
    I started to write

    I remember the little book I had
    In which there were all those
    Tree maps and traps
    The author has laid
    To get me snapped
    In the world of
    His fantasy cracks
    It had all my favourite characters from books
    And special bravery quotes they hoot
    That's how I think
    I started to write
    Sprinkling drops of words
    On This deserted life
    I have grown forest of mine
    In which your entry is prohibited
    And only I have rights

    There lies kingdom of my dreams
    And I wish
    It grows and grows
    Cause there is no limit
    To what I read
    And how much I scribe

    I believe you all have one
    Of the kingdom
    Where you have rights
    To change the perspectives of
    Villain in the fights.
    -Vaishnavi Tiwari

    #littlemorality #wordsuntangled #poem #mirakeewriters #ilovetowrite #ilovetoread
    @alxita @mystic_aahana @writeforjoy @__auroa__ @tamanna3

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  • miss_worst 1w

    24.05.2020
    Day 24 of writing

    Cabin in the wood

    To the cabin in woods
    Where there lies mystery,
    Something good or something bad,
    There was some history.
    There are fairytales crafted on the walls,
    Something fierce something cold,
    It has evidences of old,
    And has alot to hold.
    It has rooftop of sky,
    And protection of woods,
    Where one can find,
    Solace and truth.
    The moon stays there,
    Being a torch bearer,
    And sunlight shines,
    Getting rid of the dark terrors.
    There flows the river,
    Having clearer water,
    Where one can see,
    The self reflections better.
    The long tree of pines,
    Have the haunting grief,
    And the tulips have,
    The heavenly grip.
    So,i plead the cabin to do me a favour
    And keep me aware
    Of all this distrust and hate
    Which lies our there
    Cause in it's solace
    There is only love and faith
    Which I can't bring myself to forget
    -Vaishnavi Tiwari
    I wish to have my own such cabin in the woods aways from people where I can self reflect and find my solace.

    #littlemorality #wordsuntangled #poem #cabininthewoods #30daysofwriting
    @alxita @__auroa__ @mystic_aahana @ishiita @sarbari_thinks

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  • miss_worst 1w

    23.04.2020
    Day 24 of writing
    Mirror


    To the truth that lies there
    In the square with the decorating frames to cover
    But how do I say this to the world
    You don't see me
    Like my mirror

    It knows all the dreams, pain and efforts
    And makes me feel like I deserve better
    A companion who is just my reflection
    Talking about the stargazing
    Making plans to see the world
    Unfolding my secret disasters
    Same me but different perspections
    And with all emotional collections
    It knows all my faces
    From crying mess to ruling dressed traces
    From my smile of all different shades
    It perfectly knows how to cage
    All that hate in my heart
    And makes me beautify all my scars
    We all hold so much in ourselves
    That it is just in the mirror we release that stress
    And just like that life goes on
    But let me tell you that -

    "Be like mirror
    Although shattered into pieces
    Always reflecting on its own
    and showing the real shades
    Not fearing any change."

    -Vaishnavi Tiwari


    @alxita @mystic_aahana @hidden_sunshine @tamanna3 @__aurora__

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  • miss_worst 1w

    22.04.2020
    Day 22 of writing
    Perspective

    "The stars are not wanted now:
    put out every one
    Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun
    Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood."

    Sometimes I think about this lines
    And try to find the truth
    Was the writer lonely or
    It was his fierce agony
    Was he lost or
    He lost someone
    I won't know until
    I reread the lines again
    They have the pain of efforts
    Which have gone in vain
    The words show the wish
    Of a survivor with no reign
    It is of warriors
    Who won the war, But lost so much
    That they don't want all this scars
    And of a dreamer
    Who wishes to see the world in different dimensions
    There were so many perspectives
    Which I found
    But I wasn't satisfied with anyone till now
    So I decided to give it a rest
    And enjoy the brilliant lines
    Cause every lines hold different meanings
    One might not be able to see
    The perspective of other being.
    -Vaishnavi Tiwari

    #littlemorality #wordsuntangled #poem #mirakeewriters #poetryonmymind #perspectives

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  • miss_worst 1w

    21.05.2020
    Day 21 of writing
    Addiction

    You are the addiction I can't live without
    How should I tell you what it is all about,
    That if I don't have you in my day
    It feels like killing myself
    You are so fresh
    That all my memory retrace
    To the streets of childhood where we first met
    All the elders told me
    To not touch you
    Or else I will be darkened dew
    But what they don't know that
    You brighten up my day
    With that smell of yours
    I just can't stand away
    Whether you are of street, cafes or home
    I will always yearn for a cup of yours.
    Now that the secret is out
    Let me tell you
    This isn't about the man I love
    But about the tea cup
    Which I can't afford to cope up.
    -Vaishnavi Tiwari
    @alxita @writeforjoy @hidden_sunshine @__aurora __
    @mystic_aahana

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