Author: Maniksha (@_poetism) ACT I THE FIRST MEETING It was a lovely day to be outside. The sun was penetrating the thick fog that had covered the city of Pangon for the first time in months. Jiro stood in his garden, taking in the greenery around his home. It was a lovely day to be […]
Why look for the moon when you have the glow of a thousand stars with you? -Priya Baid We tend to look for things elsewhere. We tend to not see what is right in front of us, we chase the unknown. We look for light in the moon, when we have the ability to shine
Looking through a window, trying to see reality – Priya Baid Sometimes our perception of the world is rotating around finding the right doors. So much so that we might miss the windows that offer glimpses of fresh perspectives, right opportunities. Who said that you have to choose only a door, your life’s reality could
Every snowflake is unique. A lot of factors influence how a snowflake ends up. Like the temperature and moisture levels among other things.In the same way, we as humans are unique from one another. We all are on our own journeys. On these journeys we come across obstacles, things that affect us, situations that change
In another world, that’s a mirror image of of our own I hope the semblance is only the appearance I hope it’s the better version of our world With Humanity as the dictator And the omnipresence of Truce In that another World, Cruelty, Hatred, Bloodshed and Vengeance, They are all ghost. A world where love
By: Vaibhav (@prosepotato) and Shivani (@the.wordicted) After entering the glass, I saw a future that I never envisioned, it showed me that all that was wrong had turned out to be something a thing of the past only. It was like living the past again which I never craved. But now, I had the chance
That starry night, peacefully bliss, lying by your side. I took you as mine, never was I so blind. You were a beautiful crime, never letting me off the line. All was faithful and fine, until one day, we shared a different mind. Our worlds never to combine. Again I was blind gazing at you
“Say cheese!” Said the photographer, she smiled and looked straight in the eyes , the confidence she wore and the light in her eyes, her beautiful hair with a dress like rainbow, I stood and stared as it was a show. -Miserable Ink A show where she was all she cared about. She never was
I thought she was dead, the girl I had been before, the one with the brightest parts. I thought he had killed her, and so I had buried the body myself, with shaking hands and a twisting knife in my gut. But now he was gone, and that girl had clawed her way out of
I wish I was as cool as Han Solo. The confidence to shoot first, the cockiness in the cockpit. I wish I felt deserving of love. So that when you say, “I love you” I could say “I know.” Awordsmith As part of fandom week, we came up with a unique idea for prompts.We compiled
