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Don't care which genre, fanfiction or nonfiction.
They're all valid.
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Writing is writing is writing is writing.
Don't care which genre, fanfiction or nonfiction.
They're all valid.
If I leave my pen to #writewhatever it wants it would write, one cannot force people to change, If they do not feel the need to do so, if they have not understood the importance of a spiritual philosophy and discipline. Such people should be left to go on their own way. Their attitude simply shows that they are still very young and need more experience and lessons. They will suffer, of course, but it is this suffering that will eventually oblige them to change their lives. As for those who are dissatisfied with their prosaic, lacklustre and limited lives, an entire field of extraordinary activities opens before them. Realized people indulge in twelve activities that will enable humankind to open the twelve gates and become the New city of light, where darkness, sickness and death no longer exist. #Maitreya #yqbaba #yqdidi #collab #freshthoughts #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba #Meditation Read my thoughts on @YourQuoteApp #yourquote #quote #stories #qotd #quoteoftheday #wordporn #quotestagram #wordswag #wordsofwisdom #inspirationalquotes #writeaway #thoughts #poetry #instawriters #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersofindia #igwriters #igwritersclub https://www.instagram.com/p/CC7dQIHgei8/?igshid=2rh5q9bfaiil
Penned (2)
“SEEKER”
For every footstep I hear, a pounce through my chest
Solitary, not a single soul can claim me
I stare at you while you stumble upon faces, searching the infinite
And I am one to wonder how to beseech the wanderer
To find a single sand amongst pebbles
A quest for answers to questions asked in thin air
When will I be descried?
For not so long now, every anguish might turn into despair
The dreaded silence is a punch to bear
Left with your shadow, a cape to my endless dreams
A cynosure to my existence you chose to forget
Oblivious, you still seek the infinite
Blissful with the millions
Ignoring the lifetime.
- © ME Ava. 2015.
Penned (1)
“SENTIMYENTO”
Sa bawat luha na tumatagaktak
Sa namumula mong pisngi
Patungo sa namumutla mong labi
Ang latak ng tahanang sawi
Ang siyang nagpapakirot
Sa maninipis mong balat
Na balot ng sigalot
Di mo malilimot ang kahapon na puno ng tawanan
Saan na nga ba napunta ang masasayang pinagsamahan?
Itinakwil ang sumpaan
Na kailanman walang iwanan
Tila ba isang bangkang papel
Dahan-dahan sa pagtiklop
Hangad ay perpektong mukha
Kahit di mo naman masikmura
Ang hampas ng dakilang alon
Kumakabig sa gumuguho mong damdamin
Paano nga ba mapapawi ang dulot na pighati?
Tinuruan mo ko ng pagtiwala
Hinangad ko ang pag-asa
Hinintay ko ang pagtawa
Subalit …
Natuto ako ng pagkamuhi
Natanaw ko ang pagtatapos
Nadatnan ko ang parusa
Parusa na sana…
“Sana…”
- © ME Ava. 2016.
Chaos in my table. But peace in my soul. More tsaa, more munimuni. #sundaynights #smallpocketsofpeace #munimuni #writewhatever #write