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Wandering Thoughts

Mesmerising_Mani

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Reads 2,316
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Parts 77
Time 1h 46m

Mesmerising_Mani

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"She fought it back, she believed in victory.
Though it was still a long battle ahead,
So she just lied down to have a little rest, to catch her breath.
To get ready for another morning and another chaos."

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THIS IS THE SERIES OF POEMS WRITTEN BY ME. I WANT IT TO SHARE WITH YOU ALL. 

I WOULD LOVE TO READ YOUR VIEWS ON IT.

THANK YOU.
~ManiAll Rights Reserved

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[kodachrome] by jmnxjmnx

Life is as intense as you want it to be. People in it will bring either tremendous joy or an unbearable pain. She could heal in revenge, hell being her home. But healing through words is the only way of keeping her sanity. Covering the shades of black and white with a thin gray line has never helped anyone before, but painting all those hurtful moments in colors had made the world a better place to live in: resentments under a rug of a smile. Just like a [kodachrome], colorful and vivid in an era filled with sadness. *Mostly fictional with some bases on past, real situations. If there's a situation described here that resembles with someone's else's experiences, it is not intentional at all. PINTEREST BOARD: https://pin.it/4C2Ml4miw

Little Short Poems by mariaannareese

Here are a few of my really short poems, and sometimes, their just quotes. so yeah i hope you like them! :) please comment and vote (:

Best Friend by its_sanjh

• He was the remedy for all her worries • She was South Indian, coming from a Hindu family. An introvert, who had a hard time connecting with people. She met him online, and he made her feel seen and heard. He was a North Indian, born in the Muslim religion. An introvert always felt the need to manage everything and be the source of support. She taught him the art of calming down, just to rest. Two different worlds collided due to the magic of the internet. Would there be a possible future for both of them or would they be destroyed by the force of society and religious belief?

Our Summer : My Truth by starcrossedheart

I am broken And now that you see, what you've allowed to happen to me The evils you have forced into my existence Self-serving evils now defying you with such persistence You try to cover up your lies Dangling hope in front of my eyes ~~~ I write to inspire others and to find a piece of myself that was lost or I never knew I had. This book of poems, and sometimes random thoughts will include my raw emotions, late night thoughts and my opinions on random topics. Happy Reading!!

8th Grade Poems, To and From by 314Wolf

Another collection of poems from 8th-grade minds! These poems conclude our personal struggles, ups and downs, and friendships (with one another and others) throughout this year. We hope you enjoy and find special meaning for yourself in these poems. May you know that you are not alone and be helped if you are having a difficult year! Also, some of these poems are to each other (there are some that form a "mini poem series," if you will, but it's not stated if they continue each other), some are to other people, and others are just... by themselves. While some of these were inspired by someone, to someone, or about someone, all of these were important to us and have a special meaning. Most were about ourselves and our personal experiences, though. May you LOVE, and STAY with your KINDred!

Her Side Of The Story by annisawrites

Stories from my point of view, basically what's on my mind. Sometimes it's about my own life and experiences, other times it's just what randomly pops up in my mind. Each and every poem is written by me, unless stated otherwise. Read, vote, and comment! ;-) Highest Rank: 11/21/16 #301 in Poetry 04/15/20 #7 in Poems 04/18/20 #7 in Thoughts 04/24/20 #150 in Random 04/28/20 #180 in Sad 05/11/20 #19 in Feeling

Oath Of Love.. by Marwajowsi2000

PREVIOUSLY KNOWN AS "HE PROMISED.." "No.. your not him... she bit back the tears threatning to fall.. " no you cant be him" "He will never do this.. he will never.." she screamed on top of her voice, pearly drops cascading down her cheeks mixing with the heavy downpour.. "Chukki trust me.. im ur pumpkin shell.." he encircled her wrist pulling her onto him.. his breath fanning over her neck.. " no dont you dare.. dont you dare touch me and dont you dare use that name.. he will never stoop so low".. she pushed him back with all her might making him stumble back not because of her force but her words.. "He will never stoop so low.. " kept on echoing through out his soul killing him whole.. "Get lost from my life and never show your filthy face again.. she growled walking away.. "But I promised I will never leave you chukki.. I promised" he cried falling on his knees.. But deep down he knew, he ve lost her.. pumpkin head lost his chukki.. maybe FOREVER.. He promised She waited.. He returned.. But what if its too late.. What happens when a beautiful innocent promise made long ago at the verge on innocence..binding two hearts.. two poles.. two souls..two entirely different lives.. is at stake?

The Days With No Sun by hello-no-one

Sometimes we fear truth over reality. But things get dark and heavy and we play the blame game. We end up hurting others or ourselves even. We don't think before we act or we don't say before we do. This is the evolution of my madness. A cluster of rants and thoughts and poems for you guys. Everything is written how I wanted it to be rants will be long with few pauses and there will be mistakes I might have skipped over. Aha. Poems at the beginning from when I was 15 years old to now when Im 18. Truly a visual of my writing evolution. Edited by @ChemicalStarling who writes a lot but never posts! Read on, loves. I'll see you on the other side...

UNDERCOVER SOULMATING by chrismae93

Promise you'll catch me; & don't let me down. Or at least not drop me on my face, like the last one did. Guys are so unpredictable, untrustworthy, easily bored, and always find a way to disappoint you. Not this one though! "Sometimes the things you need are right under your nose, and you'll miss them if you don't pay attention." That is what my mom always said anyway. Who knew she was right all along. Snapping out of my own thoughts I opened my eyes and he was still there. Down on one knee staring up at me, waiting on an answer. But why me? I ignored you, made you chase me, then brought drama into your life, bombarded you like a soldier on the front line, and invaded your life! Worked my way in like a flea. Yet you love me? REALLY? My hand balled into a fist and went flying before I could think. All I can say is you bet not let me down! Do not be like the others! Do not embarrass me! I'm giving my all to you, leaving it all in your hands... "Ouch!" Ok. Let's do this! I'm not sure how to put these feeling into words so the poetry and song titles are to help you feel what I am feeling as much as possible. This might get a little steamy at times! Hope you enjoy. Also this is a first draft so please excuse any mistakes, thanks!

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