Reminiscing tastes......

She/her, I have way too many interests

[kaliope-6ae]

I love keeping flowers between the pages of a book.

[theunfortunate-author]

[unusual-suspects]

[i-liveinmyimagination]

Longing

Longing, eats me up alive,

Burrows itself deep under my skin,

Entangling with my soul well within,

Hammering on my brain to reach out,

Pestering me so much so that I want to scream and shout.

[i-liveinmyimagination]

She's been sitting lonely, all cooped up in a corner of my mind,

I don't know when or how I locked her in and continued on with my life.

She didn't even knock or scream at me to let her out,

She took it like a punishment, she didn't make a sound.

Today I turned the handle and I heard a little squeak,

She was all shriveled up with no hope in her eyes,

Yet she wasn't mad at me, she looked at me with a sad smile,

"Did they hurt you outside?" She asked me and I began to cry,

She held me tight, she knew all the words to calm my racing mind,

"It's gonna be okay, I'm here right behind" she assured me and I felt like I was not totally alone,

She has always been in the back of my mind,

Providing me comfort and cementing the cracks when I felt like I would crumble up inside.

[i-liveinmyimagination]

Vice of Fate

Something here moments ago,

Vanishes easily much to your woe.

You search and search the cloudy skies,

But it seems like a curtain is drawn over your eyes.

With an uneasy heart and trembling hands,

You wait and wait while time slips away like sand.

And then the memories start to hound,

You lose all hope for it to be found.

If only you valued what's precious,

Fate wouldn't have to be so vicious.

And then you rue the chances you lost,

For indeed fate charges a heavy cost.

-Irtiqua Beg

23/02/2024

[shayandas]

"No, I won't eat," 5-year-old me would say and slam the door with vexation after being rebuked by his mother. "You eat alone," he'd cry in response to the persistent calls, knowing at the same time that mom wouldn't take a single bite, leaving him hungry. After an hour or two, mom would be back with the plate, feed him with her own hands, and home would be where it was supposed to be. The pollen grains, I learned, dare to fly, soar, and flutter in the wind only 'cause they know there will be flowers to catch them.

A bad day at school. 15-year-old me would bitterly answer a question from mom and regret the entire night for yelling at her for no reason at all. He'd sit beside her the next morning and greet her with a sorry. "I didn't mean to..." he would utter, and mom, cheerful as ever, would respond with a smile by that time. "You needn't," she'd say, and ask with uneasiness, "What happened at school yesterday?" "You could reply to me in that way," she'd add with assurance, "'cause you cannot with the world. 'Cause you trust I'm the only one who won't take it to heart". He'd already be in tears, embrace his mom tightly, and home would be where it was supposed to be. The love I sought for ages, I learned, is a mother.

Shayan Das, excerpt from 'The Love I Learned'

[i-liveinmyimagination]

LOSERS

We used to call each other soulmates,

until life pushed us in different directions.

Now all there is left are memories settling in like dust on an abandoned shelf.

You used to make me laugh and said you loved my eyes.

We used to stay up late and chatted away our nights.

You never showed me ego or anger and you used to melt my worries away with your banter.

Now fate is keeping us apart and I can't even call you,

Cry my heart out like I used to and complain about the world to you,

I'm sure you'll be there for me and tell me there's no need for me to hide,

I'm sure you'll whisper some sweet nothings and then you'll ask me to smile.

But then the reality comes crashing by and I find you nowhere in sight,

I dream of us everyday waiting for some sign,

but I know it's just my wishful thinking and there's no going back for us,

for we are a couple of losers who ran out of time and lost to luck.

[bookaddict24-7]

"As for reading, I wish I had a magic door to a library where I could go in, read for days and days, and come back in the same minute I left. I'm still looking for the door."

―David Mitchell

[i-liveinmyimagination]

It hurts when someone who is supposed to believe in you is the one who is always doubting your intentions,

When the one whom you bared your soul to is the one who continues to rip it to pieces again and again,

When you're constantly hurting thinking you're gonna lose them and they're constantly making you believe that,

When you try to make them happy and they find a way to doubt you again.

You end up thinking if you're ever gonna be enough and if you're really what they want or just something they burdened themselves with.

[drunk-hood]

And then the only thing we wish we have now is the strength to run to our mother and tell her about our problems like when we were young.

“Mama, this world is hurting me.”

[i-liveinmyimagination]

If I surround myself with the walls that I built, will by you I'll ever be found?

Will you hug me from behind the walls that surround?

Will you paint my walls with different shades of your hue instead of breaking them down?

Will you decorate them with picture frames and teeny-tiny stickers that you found?

Will you hear my echoes behind them that sound?

Will you lend me a hand and save me from the memories that hound?

Will you wait till I take the walls brick by brick down?

[i-liveinmyimagination]

Numbness has become my existence,

And I feel okay with everything,

I don't care about the little things anymore,

It seems like life has lost its meaning.

But to think of it, I don't know if there was any meaning to life even before,

I was always swimming, but I never reached the shore.

It feels like life has joined hands with time to pass me by,

I love staying on the ground but I'm forced to leap high,

I feel like I'm always running to catch up with life and time,

They say time is worth every penny, but I couldn't buy it even with my dime.

They never stop, they never really look back,

It feels like on me the world has turned it's back,

I have a load of burden but no one to share,

And sometimes when I get tired, I just want to catch some air,

But I'm afraid if I really stop, the moment will go by,

I will be left behind and the time will fly.

I wanna start again, I swear I'll be smarter this time,

I'll let go of the things that I know will hurt and I'll hold others more tightly by my side,

I wanna make it better, the things which I cannot undo nor hide,

I wanna be better, for I was played by time.

[kaytpoems]

i’m getting better at not being okay

i do not force myself not to

think of the things that hurt

me. i let them, encourage

their stay, and sit down with

my anger that bubbles and weeps.

~K.T.

[i-liveinmyimagination]

I do not force myself anymore,

To forget about the bad things,

To grace and greet the world with a smile,

To think of only positivity,

But rather, I let myself be,

I let myself ebb and I let myself flow,

I let myself feel and I think that's how I'll grow.

[everytimeyousaygoodbye]

I hope I still reside in your existence, as dewdrops on morning fields, as the mist caressing the mountains, I hope I still reside on your lips as an urge to kiss, as a memory returning as midnight bliss................

everytimeyousaygoodbye ©

[bookaddict24-7]

"Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn."

--Rosemarie Urquico

[i-liveinmyimagination]

I've always been a stranger to my own life, always feeling like I'm watching from the outside. The protagonist is a real work, one moment she's made of stone and the other she flows like a waterfall. I wonder what will happen in this twisted story of hers, will she overcome the hurdles or will she be forever cursed?