Writeup Stories

A sacred place to pen down my thoughts and ideas... Hope y'all like it! Love, Eva

Inspirational: #399 out of 8.88k (17 February 2020) Poems: #795 out of 87.1k Thoughts: # 678 out of 72.9k ( 20 April 2020) Poems on random stuff of life. Quite sure the readers will be able to put themselves in the position of the speaker of the poems. If you like them, please show your support through votes and comments. Criticism and appreciation both will be heartily welcomed. So yeah, feel free to leave your thoughts about the poems in the comments section. P.S. All of these poems are self composed. If the poems are found copied anywhere without permission, the person should expect proper actions taken by the writer.

Love, a complex topic explained by many but cracked by none, so an attempt to crack it.

We human have certain colours in ourselves. Colours, that define us. Some have the light, some? Dark!!

This dedicated to all those so called friends who are not your friends in real.

WHY DO I WRITE

psyche /ˈsʌɪki/ the mind, or the deepest thoughts, feelings, or beliefs of a person or group. Thoughts, those which flutter, those we set aside, those we cherish, those we reminisce and those we avoid. This, is what my psyche says. ★ Winner of Ibby Awards 2021, 1st place in poetry category ★ ★ Winner of Big Dipper Awards 2021, 1st place in poetry category ★ The lovely cover designed by my dearest friend, gifted artist and fellow author @bonecrypt

I am the sun and he is my sunflower. He faces me with anger on his face and I stare him back with my rage till I realize that in order to calm him down, I need to let go of my anger and hide behind the clouds. However, when I stare at his blooming face burning with anger, I can't decide whether I should keep staring at him with my anger or let go because he still looks aesthetically beautiful even when he is angry.

Nirbhaya and more left forgotten. We don't want to be another of India's daughter. Do we? If the present day scenarios don't stop, I would be ashamed to say , the country which once used to be known by the name "Sone ki Chidiya" would be more popular by the name THE LAND OF RAPISTS. Just a brief account on how these countrymen doing these violences leave a deep impact on us (the girls, the women, the pride of the nation). And we ain't any of your 'gaays'or 'chidiyas'. Beware of our powers!✊ Humari chhoriya chhoro se kam hai ke?!

Thoughts Provoking

Life.

This poem shows how people are lost in their own ways in an eye opening manner

An author's worth. What's the purpose of a writer's creation? Why How and What to Write?

This is a book. Up to "Day 34" was written by @AshTheFirst2008 and I wanted to continue it so yay.

To all those people who are trying their best but still fails. To those who seek for happiness but ends in pain. To those who are trying hard to be kind but ends up being ignored. To those lonely soul who are dying inside everyday. You are perfectly imperfect. Your unrequited prayers will be reciprocated one day. Aloha~

It's just me ranting. Show no concern, I've stopped now. Tiny write up about me knifey.

This is my first write up! hope y'all like it🤗 leave your remarks❤️

This book is basically my busy thoughts and views, feel free to hit me with whatever topic you have so we could rub minds and see each others lights.