#new write

[hazywazysmind]

I have a WIP Ellie piece which I’m taking inspo from the song “Why’d you only call me when you’re high?- Arctic Monkeys”

Im a sucker for good angst so I’m hoping I can channel all the pain into this 👹

[nevermindnobodyknows]

‘‘Geceyi sevebilmek için güneşin batmasını beklemelisin’‘

[itnotddawn]

I like toasting cold hands above fire. Even though fire scares me. Even when out-manned by darkness, fire dares to be bold and apologetic. that’s scary, the confidence. And the fact that it works and in turn overwhelms the darkness.

Fire can only truly be appreciated in darkness. Only then, does the daring nature of fire flourish. In a place where everything is bright and illuminated, she cannot perceive its true power. Although she fits in better in a shining world, fires graceful heroism in abyss remains unmatched.

and yet she longs for a shining world.

~ Dawn

[pankajblogs]

High School the First feeling(Part-2)

It was the second day of dance practice. I was so excited. I just wanted to go there and see her face. I was the first person to go for the practice and after some time everybody arrived but she was not there I was pretty upset so I thought maybe she stepped out and I was sad for that. I was not in a mood for practice, but my teacher asked everybody to set up and let's start practice. I was standing alone, i started practicing with everyone else. While we were dancing, suddenly few people started staring at the door. I was also looking at the door and there she was. she was breathing heavily i think she had a long run to come for the dance practice. I was happy to see her. She asked the teacher if she can come in and join. “Why are you late ?” Teacher asked. she said something to the teacher which I didn't hear. She came inside and joined me for the dance. Teacher started the practice again. I was making the same mistake again and again. After some time, off practice, I started catching up with everyone else. We had an intense 1 hour of practice, after that teacher said we can take a break and practice by ourselves. I asked Sheetal if she can help me with some steps? she agreed and said "i had to go for my classes, maybe we can practice tomorrow if it is ok with you." I said yes and asked her what time we can practice? She said she will let me know tomorrow. I was so happy inside and everyone would have noticed that big smile on my face. We practiced for some more time and went to our classrooms. Friends from class asked me which song I'm dancing? Who is my partner? and how is everything going on? I replied back to them by telling "I am enjoying this dance practice session in the name of my partner Sheetal. And we are dancing to the Rajasthani folk song."  We went back to our studies.  

After a few sessions we started knowing each other and we were enjoying each other's company.  Now I thought I should get her number! But how? That was a main concern. I was thinking so hard to get her number, but I was clueless what I should do. Suddenly the teacher announced that we were having practice on Sunday also. After hearing that I got an idea. After school we were going to the bus stop from where everyone used to catch their bus. I asked her can you come with me to the market. I have to buy some stuff and after that we can go to practice. After thinking for a few seconds, she nodded her head in yes!  And anyone can find a big smile on my face. We went to the market and bought some books and a few other things. After that we had vada pav and went again to the bus stop.  I asked her how I will contact her on Sunday?  She said, “you can give me your mobile number i will call you before leaving the house, and we will meet at the bus stop.” I nodded and shared my number with her. After a few minutes of chats we went to our respective stops and went home. 

Sunday morning, I woke up at 8 am and got ready for the day and was waiting for the call. it was almost 9.30 and there was no trace of any message in my phone.  I thought she might forget to call me and I started to get ready for the day even though I haven't received any message or call. I was looking forward to the day, so I can spend some more time with her. I got ready and got out , I was waiting  for the bus to come , my phone rang and it was a message from an unknown number, “I will  wait for you at your bus stop and I didn't get the chance to message you earlier. Be on time.”. This message changed my mood and I was more than happy and eagerly waiting for the bus. After a few minutes I got the bus and reached my school's bus stop. Before the bus could stop my eyes were searching for her from the bus windows, but I didn't find her. I got down from bus and started looking here and there but i didn't find her ,I thought she may have been for the school , I started to walking towards school suddenly I heard my name from behind , I looked back it was Sheetal  but she was looking totally different for a minute I was not able to identify her. But after looking at her a few times I was sure she was Sheetal. She was looking cute in her dress, usually at school she always wears a school uniform and follows all the dressing rules. This is the first time for me to see her like this. Her hair was untied,red top and blue jeans ...with half inch heel sandals. I was just looking at her, she came to me and asked why I didn’t call her after seeing her. I was not responding. I was lost in her. She called my name 2 times and then I snapped out of it, I said sorry to her and explained to her that I was not able to identify her. She asked me “why am I still looking the same as usual, what is the problem then?”. I told her it's my first time looking at her like this outside of school in casual dress.  We both started laughing and started walking towards school.

hope you like this part let me know what you think.this is end of part-2 follow for next part.

[view-no-evil]

I am told if I say less, I will be heard more. That my silence is more of a virtue than any words that spill from my mouth. That my silence will fill rooms and be the fuel behind those empty smiles. I am told that I talk too much, say too much, yell too much, feel too much. Yet, when I close my mouth, I am surrounded by the noise of everything else, the motion of everyone else. And the complete and utter assertion that even in a silent room, I am too much.

speak loudly and never hold in your piece

[view-no-evil]

Cracked and falling apart. Our bodies no longer mesh. Floating in this endless existence, I don't think we ever even connected. I don't think I've ever really connected. Not with you. Not with anyone.

Wasted days

[view-no-evil]

I am waiting to see how apart everything is going to fall. To see how far exactly the pieces are going to go. To see how much blood is going to pour. Shards of glass and smiles will litter the courtyards. Everyone's bones will ache with anticipation and even more so with dread.

Wherever the chips may fall