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Solidarity Award

Hi Everyone,

First of all let me thanks Amulya for nominating me Solidarity Award. Please do visit her blog – https://amulyawrites.wordpress.com.

She does write beautiful poems. Do read her work .

I do believe writing is a difficult task. It is not like blabbering whatever we want, but to reform our ideas with a purpose to inflict the eager reading minds with a side of us they have never seen. We let them not only read our work but also let them a peek to our very soul.It’s closest one can come to us.

I nominate the following for the People for this award in no particular order –

  • Richard Sexton – https://reviiver.wordpress.com/
  • BabaShola – https://babasholaayeni.wordpress.com/
  • Paul.F Lenzi – https://poesypluspolemics.com/

While I truly believe the real award lies in writing everyday and becoming someone better.But still who doesn’t loves appreciations.

Keep writing everyone, we are making world a better place for everyone.Have a Nice Day.

 

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fiction and poetry, Heart, Life, lost, Writings

Write

You can easily write
about the love you feel,
the pain you endure,
of fantasies that immerses you
for hour and hours

about the beasts that scare you,
or a war you never took part in
or the plague that took over the world
and the the aftermath
but even after writing all this,

if while trying to write
about yourself and your life
mirroring your own thoughts,
if words fail to come out,
then you have a long way to go,
a lot to write,
and think about.

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attempt, fiction&writing, Heart, Life, Love, Nostalgia, pain, Stories

Closer

“We will bring people closer than ever, our aim is to connect a billion people. It’s time we use technology to finally shorten distances between us” said the young entrepreneur .

“Can’t come home Mummy, had a press conference. Will come next month. Happy Belated Birthday Mummy 🙂 ” ,he texted proudly.

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Desire, fiction and poetry, fiction&writing, Life, Poems, Poetry

Protagonist

We all are searching for the Protagonist,
in the empty and deserted halls of faith within,
with each day we consume the poison
of ignorance and it kills slowly
but surely.

one day will arrive
when we all realize we were the mast holders
of the stormy nights just looking for light
and we gave up sensing lack of help from anyone
with fear of drowning or eaten alive.

What only we needed was to endure a brief pain
to hold on the mast a bit longer,
the protagonist would have surfaced in the same halls,
lightning, winds,tides all would have been a laugh from then.

Don’t search the protagonist . Be One.
of your life,your fight,your death.

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attempt, fiction and poetry, fiction&writing, Freehand Writing, Life, Love, Memories, Poems, Poetry, Random thoughts, Uncategorized

Little

I have little fire left inside,
left is little love too,
also left is a little hope altogether
seems so little but true.

I have sight getting blurred,
a heart that is slowing down a little,
a spark that is refusing to die
but ready to burn little.

Little things to cherish for,
little things to worry,
little is the time we have,
then why not make merry?

 

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fiction and poetry, fiction&writing, Freehand Writing, Life, Memories, Poems, Poetry, Prose

The Shoe Turned

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Clothes unpacked,
scrambled over bed,
bookmarks scattered over the table,
laptop hibernated,
A burger half eaten,
cigarettes butts in ashtray,
a bottle emptied
and only a single shoe turned,
Forget about writing,
someone had a night.

© Shashank Bhardwaj.

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