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Thank you so so much!!

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6 months ago, I remember writing this post for the milestone of 500 followers. Trust me, I was definitely at cloud nine and that’s where my obsession with the follower count subsided. I had no idea, that I’d be reaching the next milestone so early. For me, it’s not just a follower count, but this blog and the blogging community means much more than … Read More Thank you so so much!!

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Thank you….

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Two months ago, when I started this beautiful journey of blogging, all that I wanted was to have a platform to write my heart out. Never, even in my craziest dreams, did I imagine that I would be blessed with such a beautiful experience and with an opportunity to interact with so many amazing and talented people! This has been a wonderful journey so … Read More Thank you….

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Trigger Warning: Child Abuse⁣ ⁣ A few days ago,⁣ My lover had my hands in his;⁣ I loved the way his eyes sparkled⁣ And his lips curved into a stunning smile,⁣ As he brushed his fingers⁣ At the back of my palm⁣ ⁣ There we were,⁣ Living the blissful moments of⁣ Our once-in-a-lifetime romance;⁣ But then,⁣ All my metaphors came down crashing⁣ Falling into a white scar,⁣ Leaving my poetry naked⁣ ⁣ He dug deep into my eyes,⁣ With an unsaid question⁣, And all my charm⁣ Went splurging into tears⁣ -⁣ I was seven⁣ When one of my uncles⁣ Burnt my hand⁣ With a scorching hot iron⁣ ⁣ I still remember how it felt⁣ Having my skin stuck to that piece of metal,⁣ And then,⁣ Later⁣ How it broke my heart⁣ Into a thousand tiny pieces,⁣ Looking at those tiny boils⁣ ⁣ I froze;⁣ Didn't scream at all;⁣ Not even a cry for help⁣ ⁣ It felt like all my sentences⁣ Had strangled my tongue⁣ Into a paralyzed piece of flesh;⁣ Unworthy⁣ And too coward⁣ To move⁣ ⁣ I looked at my hand,⁣ And then I looked back at him;⁣ With eyes as empty as a black hole⁣ ⁣ He was smiling;⁣ A very crooked smile;⁣ One that sent chills down my spine⁣ ⁣ I took a few steps back⁣ And ran out of the room⁣ Only to be followed by a mocking smirk⁣ -⁣ I have it all⁣; Still alive⁣; Still breathing in my head⁣ ⁣ Just as vivid ⁣ As a thing of yesterday;⁣ Just as stale⁣ As rotten bread⁣ -⁣ I whimpered as I cried⁣ Coiled up in my lover's arms;⁣ All I wanted⁣ Was for him to hear⁣ My childhood speaking in those scars//⁣
Our history has known cages;⁣ Of all kinds and characters.⁣ The one with bars of gold⁣ And the others with floors of grave dirt.⁣ The ones which held the innocent⁣ And the others which freed the ghouls.⁣ ⁣ But not very often,⁣ When you walk through the pages⁣ Of your own history,⁣ You land up⁣ Imprisoned.⁣ ⁣ Imprisoned behind the walls of⁣ Some doomed silvered glasses.⁣ Imprisoned to a cage of mirrors.⁣ Imprisoned to yourself.⁣ ⁣ Up until this moment,⁣ The clock hands never echoed louder.⁣ Up until this moment,⁣ The questions never sent shivers down your spine.⁣ ⁣ The clock now,⁣ Is running on a timeless retreat.⁣ The questions now,⁣ Come for YOU,⁣ From yourself.⁣ ⁣ Who are you?⁣ Why are you?⁣ Where are you?⁣ ⁣ You run to the mirrors,⁣ Banging at each one of them,⁣ Hoping to⁣ Either knock the glass out⁣ Or make your hand bleed the answers.⁣ ⁣ None happens.⁣ Nothing shatters.⁣ Nothing bleeds.⁣ All fall silent.⁣ ⁣ Then,⁣ You begin⁣ To hear⁣ Clearer than ever.⁣ ⁣ You begin to hear your soul hum,⁣ As faint as a whisper,⁣ But as clear as a woman weeping⁣ On a dark moonless night.⁣ ⁣ Your soul hums to you,⁣ How⁣ You⁣ Are a handful of Earth;⁣ Fertile, magical,⁣ Yet forgotten.⁣ ⁣ You⁣ Are a waterfall;⁣ You fall down ⁣ The damp rotten roof⁣ Of an old cave⁣ Standing right in the middle of an enchanted forest.⁣ ⁣ You⁣ Are a gentle breeze,⁣ Flowing through an Orphan's hair⁣ On nights when he misses having a Mother.⁣ ⁣ You⁣ Are a ball of fire⁣ Burning inside an old lantern⁣ Lighting up someone's dark world.⁣ ⁣ You ⁣ Are the limit of the skies;⁣ Unknown!⁣ ⁣ You are a poem⁣ With all the five elements⁣ Entwined in your heart.⁣ ⁣ So,⁣ When next time⁣ The world asks you⁣ To introduce yourself⁣ Tell them;⁣ "I am life"⁣ ⁣
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