I was walking through a road in the evening, but there came a deadend which left me in dilemma.

Is it over?  Should I walk back or should I have to rest in peace?

I was confused and down on my knees.

I waited there till midnight,

then I noticed a dim light. 

It was defeated by the dark, 

but still trying to maintain its spark,

with that came a pessimistic soul,

took me to the it's cottage through growl

of the creatures who were blaming me 

for the bruises and life deficit of glee.

I walked silently to the hut,

then I saw the soul bearing a deep cut.

I know it sounds pretty strange now, 

but I was the reason for all those tears ,though somehow I managed to stitch up them.

I joined the tore parts, 

hide those scars.

Suddenly I saw that deadend getting diminished, 

all the growls were only the voices in my head the soul with deep cut was of mine 

this was mere a beautiful sign,

that I need to take care of myself.

All scars and bruises have their own grace.

Then I started walking again,

I've been told that I am fully insane.

But they can't wound my soul anymore,

I'll carry my dim light and move on to explore. This deadend made me alive,

I will walk through that road once more in evening at five. 


-By Priyanshi :-)

A PORTRAIT

 Every colour has walked out of it, 

Black and white now it is, 

Hanging on a colorful wall over there, 

Creating strange and mysterious atmosphere,

Flashes born out of it inventing a time machine

pushing and forcing me to peep in, 

Peep in through the window of past

where lot of moments seem to last. 

It's a portrait with a layer of grime, 

appearing like a book of epitaph this time.

Life is seriously hysterical,

simplified but still looks mystical, 

when an object shows  how to be alive, 

And brakes teach how to drive, 

when black represents the colour of white, 

And death depicts the beauty of life, 

When violence recognises the beauty of peace, 

And stupidity told what seriousness is. 

How ironical life appears here, 

when a still portrait moved me somewhere.


- By Priyanshi 

I am sorry
Two years in the making
Never thought i would lose faith
Now is see that my creation
Is a big messed up mistake
I wrote every chance that i got
I kept on reloading my words till i made the right shot
I gave it my less and i got alot
Maybe i am part of it maybe i am not
I stopped and erased this more than twice
its like the sun never melting an ice
its like thousands of flashlights never making the dark bright
Its like having a blanket trying to cover the moonlight
Its like hoping for a wing while jumping from a big height
Its like giving away your soul for your sight
Sticking with the outside ignoring the inside
I sold my demons and bought a pen and paper
After i write i get them all back together
And they make sure that i remember
That i will stay like this forever
Telling me that when i am like this i am better
If they knew that i wrote this they won't be proud of me
I just wanna write like i used to if that's a mistake then i am sorry.
@Lightss_offf

Point
Losing my temper as the day passes
Never thought i will get past this
Picture being nothing like you are mass less
My brain is filled with madness
My heart swells everytime i hear something funny
Bad thoughts cloud me and rain above me
That's the time i consider as sunny
Hating who i have become
Who was I when it all begun
Ik there was love and fun
But Now i hide and run
Running after stpes
Minutes after seconds
Fixing after wreckage
Peace after rage
The same after the change
Always had hope of smiling truly
Things that hurt me are the thoughts
That come to me
Gates to my hell i didn't want to leave
Blindly walking wondering like Steve
Years i wasted and i tend to destroy
But who knows..
2022 might bring me joy
But what's the point?
@Lightss_offf

Soon the untold issues will be written
You will see what i have been feeling.

You will "HEAR" From me soon.

There we go....

He was always there.

Parties don't compel me like loneliness does
You write when you are sad
I reflect the same emotion its just for fun
I don't have to close my eyes to see darkness in the sun
I don't have to take a bullet to know what's in a gun
Smile everyone show them u are happy
You leave me out to dry but i don't leave it behind me
Just a demon along side me
I paid to visit the prison but i was tied for free
Nobody helps me out i am solo driven
Nobody fought for me after all i have given
Never been to a battle but i am fighting for winning
I know i am a lie
Man, Who am I kidding
Perfection didn't come in my DNA
I had my peace but he didn't wanna stay
Who turned the lights off, why is the sky grey
Stars don't shine on their own they need the dark
I live on the back side of the sun,
Sorry if i took it too far.

Ik u won't care tho......