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January 21, 2020
 

Fear Me,

One little gram is what I weigh,
My creepy hydrolics legs are there to help me slay.

Embeded multiple eyes,
A masterful web to catch flies.

your mum says don't be scared of me!
If that's true why don't I hear your pleas.

The venom in me liquifies,
It take away any chance to be dignified.

One look at me and you will scream,
you will need to leave the scene.

One gram is what I weigh.

What am I, dare you say?

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 21, 2020
Vadodara, India

Just the mixture of thoughts,
Just the bit of overthinking with more of anxiety,
Just the bit of prediction with a more of hopes ,
Just the bit of fear with more of positivity,
Just the bit of sleepless nights with a more of rising highs,
Just the bit of delusion with a more of faded reality,
Just the bit of hormones with a more of consciousness,
The more you go deeper, the more you drown ,
The more you think, the more you sink in,
The more you move , the more you scatter around,
That’s the game -just the mixture of thoughts!
                                    Nanotownsfolk tales

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 20, 2020
Islamabad, Pakistan

We mixed up memories, not good or bad memories.
It's like one bottle of black ink and one of blue, and your favourite colour is black so you always love to remember the black.

Once i heard from a psychologist that when you burn a memory with an emotion it's become impossible to forget.

Because when we sad, fade, pale, unhappy, uncomfortable, not feeling good and low, in a bad mood and angry we are more emotional and remember that part of life more prominent than the happiest time we had.

Don't try to forget your past because it is a core part of your soul and personality, just try to summarise it properly and feeling wo blessed you are and bliss from heaven you have on earth with no extra ...

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 20, 2020
 

¿De dónde viene la palabra?

Es una retórica que redunda, cómo preguntar el origen del dolor y la emoción pura.

Es lo que es, sus razones viven en la misma experiencia. Su origen está en la necesidad de algo.  Y hasta que ocurra una erupción no empezará su existencia, su balurdo descubrimiento por la humanidad, por los seres pensantes que se ven primero en un espejo antes que verde por dentro.

En un océano de preguntas incorrectas está la particular aguja que explotará el gran globo de la ignorancia.

En la habitación previa a la trascendencia hay un acertijo tramposo que si con detenimiento se escucha, será una ligereza entenderlo. Son verdades entrelazadas que si bien muy llanas, son de ...

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 20, 2020
 

The lightning skies
The roaring weather
Trumpet of thunder
And the fragrance of horror

Looks pretty much the same
Looks pretty much insane
It takes me to the moment
We first had a glimpse of  flame

And that's what it reminds me
Again and again
And that's my very fear
It won't happen again!

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 19, 2020
 

I try and be mature
But then i fail
I try and control emotions
Yet I am frail

I try and do the right
Break a bond so tight
I break down
Again.

Why is that
I complicate everything
Why am i such a failure
That everyone could be
happy
If they leave me ?

Why could i never be the girl
That someone could really love
All their life
Legally and forever?

Why is that am always bound
By loneliness
By fear
By uncertainty
Love and companionship
Remains unattainable !

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A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 19, 2020
Islamabad, Pakistan

Gathering words to write a song for you.
To put every feeling Fron my first feeling for you till my last breath with you.

Now i have words with flaws, just come and make a melody of my broken rhyme.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 17, 2020
 

Tell me, tell me what you fear the most. Tell me all the words you held back with the fear of losing someone because they were not ready to hear them. Tell me how many times did you allow your own heart to break so that you could protect those you love. Tell me about the nights on which you said everyone goodnight but couldn't sleep. Tell me how much you love. Tell me your earliest memories of your own life. Tell me how you regret more about what never happened than what actually did. Tell me all that you can...

NO LOVE
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January 17, 2020
Corfu, United States

#fear

                  “SILENCE”

Laying in the darkness, you could hear the slightest noice. Triggering my heart rate to pick up. Trying to fall asleep by myself in the dead silence, it surrounds me. Each breath I take. Every small movement of my hand twitching across the covers. After 20 minutes I start to lose my mind. I wait for anything to drown out the nothing. A car passing by. A dog barking down the street. Trains passing by honking. But nothing seems to come. The silence it kills me.

INTO THE GALAXY
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January 17, 2020
 

It is the separation of the past and the future from the present that makes fear seem real.

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WRITING IS LIFE
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January 16, 2020
 

Hay una comodidad endiablada en estar solo, en ser un sólo elemento, independiente, fuerte, sin sentimientos, sin darle la oportunidad a nadie de que te importe, de que te lastime. Estar solo es cómodo, es irresistiblemente tentador.

Aura Alcántara

MARTHA LUCIA
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January 15, 2020
 

A heart that is not right with God.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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January 15, 2020
 

To Rishabh,
Your name in itself is a word filled with emotions for me. Looking at you smile was what made me feel a bliss. When you held my hand, my heart pounded fast. When you would hug me, it felt safe in those big arms. I shed my tears on your shoulders, that seemed strong. I whispered my secrets to the ears without a doubt. I say I'm sorry for the love I felt. But inside I scream, shout and cry with all that's left.

DO NOT BE DECEIVED
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January 14, 2020
 

Cyrus The Great

He ruled in honor
Compassion his strength
His empire loved him
So grand in length.

Chosen by God
A difficult task
And nothing in return
Did he ask.

At the table he sat
Feast and wine
With the lowest in ranks
He did dine.

Believe what you will
Live and do well
He says to his people
No lies he ever did tell.

In bed and warm he laid
Telling his sons
Be true and brave.

I'm leaving you now
My time has come
Into heaven I go
Remember my words my sons.

(Ali Koushan)

ART OF WRITING
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January 14, 2020
 

Miya's feet in the asian sand

by Ali Koushan   Mar 30, 2012

The winds speak to her
The waves caress her feet
Her hair like the purest black silk
Her skin so soft, and so sweet.

The sky is grey
The sand under her feet
Holds her tight and say's
Please! Don't leave.

Miya my love, you must not go
You must wait, for there is someone
Someone coming, and within him
Is a heart so great.

When he come's unto you
I ask you bring him here
To where we have spoken
This place of love
That has never known fear.

For fear is not me Miya
For I am only sand at your feet, so humble in sincerity
I have spoken to you of love
Surrounded by the sea.

(Ali Koushan)

ART OF WRITING
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January 14, 2020
 

The Poppy's Field

As I walk through gorgeous field's
My finger's caress the subtle poppies
A sensual love sobbing.

My head held low
Crying hopeless tear's
My endless regret,Wasted year's.

Her euphoric kiss
Taste's so sweet
Silk wrapped skin
Emptiness bleeds.

O' what bliss
Sunset sky
Take my bouquet away
Before I die.

WRITE WORDS WISELY
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January 14, 2020
 

I loved you so very much despite the eternal  sense of impermanence that surrounded us. All I ask is that you never forget me, and embrace the promise of love you gave me that you I will always treasure that resonate our heartstrings.

FEEL IT WRITE IT
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January 13, 2020
 

Learning to be ok being alone is the secret to learning to cherish the gift loneliness instilled within yourself.

A HAPPY NEW YEAR
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