rusha_c

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  • rusha_c 4h

    A Soldier

    Bullets flying everywhere
    the battlefield is crimson
    soldiers some dead
    and some waiting for their time.

    Her only motto to save
    her mother land.
    She is fighting
    with all her might.

    With her fellow members gone
    she is fighting all alone.

    A blood-curdling scream
    is heard and she realised
    it is her own as death becomes her
    new truth.

    ©rusha_c
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    Phrase Prompt Challenge
    Phrase for this challenge : "Death becomes her"
    (credited to Robert Zemeckis)
    #cees_death_chall #writersnetwork #mirakee #writerstolli
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  • rusha_c 1d

    Taciturn is
    what people want her to be.

    To keep quiet and to carry the
    burden and to never speak up.

    To listen,
    and obey the people
    who destroyed her emotionally
    and tried to hurt her physically.

    For what ,
    just mere money she was tortured.
    Her life was made a living hell.

    When she protested
    she was alone
    with a broken marriage
    and nowhere to go.

    Dowry taking and giving
    is a criminal offence
    according to law
    then when will be the
    justice served?

    ©rusha_c
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    Word Prompt Challenge
    Word given: Taciturn
    #cees_wp_chall #writersnetwork #mirakee #writerstolli
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  • rusha_c 1w

    Couple of years back
    when a new environment
    was the new truth for me
    my escape was the white pages
    where I can scribble my past
    so I don't have to stay in reality
    and face the truth.

    The past for me was the bliss
    and the present was the curse.
    I overcome that eventually but
    one thing that remained with me
    was the scribbling ,
    It was an escape first but
    later it became a habit. A habit
    which is eventually becoming my
    identity.

    I don't know what life
    has packed for me but I now
    know scribbling nothings on white
    paper is a part of me.

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    I don't know what life
    has packed for me but I now
    know scribbling nothings on white
    paper is a part of me.
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  • rusha_c 1w

    This is the first two lines of a bengali song from the
    movie Autograph it's by Anupam Roy.

    Translation in English:
    Let me be myself, let me lead my own life
    I have figured myself out according to me.
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    Amake amar moto thakte dao
    Ami nijeke nijer moto guchiye niyechi

  • rusha_c 1w

    Love is an emotion
    not just a
    mere word.

    ©rusha_c

  • rusha_c 1w

    I salute them who protect our country. I respect them and believe in them with my life.

    #15jan20_wt #writerstolli #writersnetwork #ceesreposts

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    A civilian duty towards Army

    Army or any Defence Force works 24 hours
    just to make sure we can sleep without any threat. A peaceful life is what they offer us daily by risking their lives on the borders. And according to me a civilian duty towards Army or any Defence Force is to believe in them and their decisions and to support them throughout their journey. We civilians should not doubt their ability cause we are not the one's leaving their loved ones behind and going to the border not thinking about their own lives. We should let them work in peace so they could protect us. We should live in peace with each other and not fight among ourselves. We should help them whenever they are in need.

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  • rusha_c 2w

    Challenge Haiku :
    Night; once again , while
    I waited for you, the cold
    wind turned into rain.
    -Masaoka Shiki
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    syllable count (5,7,5)
    #opphaiku_wt #writerstolli #writersnetwork #ceesreposts

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    Opposite Haiku

    A new beginning
    at the end of night, with the
    warmth of the daylight.

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  • rusha_c 2w

    I am a mess
    trying to be perfect
    but failing miserably.
    I am running
    just to find some peace
    but only returning
    with havoc every time.
    I am in great trouble
    all the time just
    to receive some
    rest from all the chaos.
    But I think trouble and
    me are soulmates even
    god wants us to be together.
    ©rusha_c

  • rusha_c 2w

    #syllable_wt #writerstolli #writersnetwork #ceesreposts
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    Syllable count ( 5,7,5)

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    Cocoon

    A beauty waiting
    for an exciting new life
    to sway with the wind.

    To fly in the sky
    the cocoon is just waiting
    for the perfect time.

    ©rusha_c

  • rusha_c 2w

    #byr_wt #writerstolli #ceesreposts #writersnetwork
    Syllable count ( 8,8,10,6)
    The Byr a Thoddaid

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    Raging Flames

    The raging flames reaching the sky
    burning down lives without a try
    lead sky in daylight , ash and soot on ground
    as dead silence surrounds.

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