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New notebooks are terryfyingThey look at you, poker facedI flip through the blank pagesAnd suddenly my fingers forget how to spellNew notebooks are mean"What are you going to do?What will you do to change the world?Are your first words seriously going to be "new notebooks"? "New notebooks are hopefulMaybe I will complete all my notesMaybe… Continue reading There Is A Party In My Notebook And Everyone Is High On The New Notebook Smell.
"What's the weather like outside your window? And if that's not inspiring, what's the weather like somewhere you wish you could be?" I walk up to the lonely window in my room At noon, I part the drapes. Work on the latch, I push back the glass pane A frosty breeze comes in, a shiver… Continue reading Weather Report
I have no clever beginning for this summative reflection time essay (idk what i mean by that) and would like to take this opportunity to ask all my lovely readers to take all the high expectations they have of me and shove it right up their left nostrils (this is a family friendly blog.) I'm… Continue reading My Favourite Quote- Day 3, Also the year is over.
We were sleeping stressing, singing and before we could even blow out the diyas we could hear the Christmas bells ringing. and after a scurried week or so I sat down in my chair holding a new year party flyer wondering how we got. here I am amazed at how we find magic in a… Continue reading A Toast to the Future
"Duniya bhar ki vahiyaad poems dalte rehte ho apne blog pe, yeh ek acchi poem likhi hai, ise daalo didi. Aur inspiration mein mera naam daal dena." -Birthday Girl Dear Jiya myI am sorry I am sorry i am writing you a poem Even though you'd prefer chocolate I can't guarentee if the words will… Continue reading Happy 10th
It's not even 6 p.m. and the sun has gone to sleep. Kittens behind my house have raise their meow-y pitch. Sitting on the kitchen counter with my back hunched in almost complete darkness is a whole ass mood to be honest. It's difficult to write on a notepad with wet nail polish in the… Continue reading Baby Blue Nailpaint
"Dear Rose Dear embodiment of beauty How is it like To have everyone like you, you see You seem so sad to me Almost like a tragedy You are everything I cannot be But there's sadness in your swirls, I can see Do you like the attention? Is it worth it? Do you feel the… Continue reading An Epistolary
I got waxed today. As I stood in the dingiest little cabin, I didn't flinch, didn't blink, Watched the lady pull out hair from my shins, like a psychopath. When it was over, I limped back home I stopped midway and thought "wow" I thought I've grown up. I thought I've realised shouting doesn't make… Continue reading Crazy
Have you ever Laid down in bed At 4am Earphones in your earholes No music on Just the sound of your blood pumping Lubb dubb Lubb dubb Have you stared at the clock Trying to imagine a story For the hands? Have you ever blanked at the wall Wondering Why you're alive, What's the point… Continue reading Have You?
Life never gave me lemons When I needed them I was never gently handed lemons They were hurled at my face Like life was an unruly child Bored, and I was a stray dog. I was bombarded with lemons When I asked for tangerines So I never understood what to do When life gives you… Continue reading Lemonade
Why can't can't I just breathe? Why does it have to remind me Of my mortality, my transience Why can't I just be? The sky is the proof of my insignificance Against the universe's infinity Why can't it just be blue? Why can't it just be pretty? A rose can be beautiful Not because of… Continue reading Miracle
It's midnight. Nothing right ever happens post 12. It's chilly outside, on the floor Not colder than life, I suppose. Late october breeze wakes me up Enough to sit up and see. Gaze at the stars Like old times Feel the sweet melancholy Unlike the old times I close my eyes And I listen I… Continue reading Write
I was drinking juice today Orange, specifically And what happens next, I pray Happens to all my enemies A seed got stuck in the pipe As I was enjoying my beverage The juice of oranges so delightfully ripe Being denied to me, like I'm a savage As I focused on the culprit Massaged it out… Continue reading An Ode to the most Inspirational Glass of Orange Juice
It's interesting how The universe looks from the floor Because the world is different at noon Everyone is awake yet asleep Listen to the world in the middle of the day It's trying to say something but it's faint Kinda opposite of midnight when my Evolutionary inner ear drowns in screams "Tanu why are you… Continue reading Truth Bombs
It's a beautiful morning today. The sky is blue with just a hint of sunshine. Birds are chirping and cool winds are blowing. It objectively great. Feels like something out of an R L Stevenson poem. My only wish is that my writers block would budge and let me write about it eloquently. I guess… Continue reading Thought Vomit
"Hey I'm winter I have arrived, fear me." Scared of you? Bitch please spare me. Your aesthetic's shit "let's embody depression!" And people's obsession with you? Cue my vomit emoji expression. Why have you hogged All the best holidays? I don't want to see my breath "Winter is pointless" Confucius says. You are a stone… Continue reading Winter: A Diss Track
Violet, was the baby chick's face Cold, vulnerable, in the dark Hungry, her mother flew out for food Nestling her baby in the bark. Indigo was the colour of the car That hit her, she fell on the ground Heaving with a limp wing Trying to run away from the hound. Blue was the sky… Continue reading Rainbow
A poem from back when I used to actually study.
Hey, you hear that, that distant cluck-cluck? No? Listen closely. Maybe put your ear on your phone? Better? Yeah, yeah you're getting it. Yes it's the sound of horses running. More specifically, my readers' horses, who just can't wait for another post by me. Hold your horses people! (I'm sorry I'll just let myself out.)… Continue reading The Sunshine Blogger Award (lolol)