Voiceless Voices : 9

 Issue 9

Love yourself

            30 Jan 2020

She spoke in a hushed, awed whisper,
"You look ethereal."
A blush crept on her cheeks
and a full-blown smile graced her lips.
Her reflection too had gleaming eyes.
And this was not called 
being self-obsessed
it just her first step, 
the first step to loving herself.

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Alone

                     21 Feb 2020

Those dark clouds of thoughts
hovered her warmth heart
and it rained, drowning her mind
in the vast ocean of words
and cascaded down the dark liquid 
on the blank canvas through the tip
of that glistening weapon 
just for it to be turned into a muse.
And that was a voice, not mixed
 with the noise but it stood 
alone in the crowd
alone yet whole.

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Devilish Angel

              23 Feb 2020

She loved the chaos to cosmos.
She loved the thorns to roses.
She loved the dark to light.
She loved the storms to breeze.
Is she a devil, or a monster?
Or, an angel in love with the devil?

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Vengeance

            13 May 2020

Staring at the flames
of the sacrificial fire,
her eyes of vengeance
rummaged in the pile 
of ashes, taking a vow  
to lit a vengeful fire.

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Voiceless Voices. 

              31 May 2020

Wandering in the depths
of my never-ending waves
 of thoughts, I realized
it's not just me
struggling with myself
and my

Voiceless Voices. 

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Voiceless Voices : 8

 Issue 8

Bloom

           3 Jan 2020

A bud she was
nurtured by love.
The beauty just grew
undefinable, unstoppable.
Envious eyes poisoned
the blooming rose.
Colors faded, petals shredded,
yet she continued to bloom,
bloom with the darkness
and became something no one imagined
Unique, and rare
 BLACK ROSE
unconquerable.

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Stuck

           7 Jan 2020

Pages flew by, 
one after another.
Shades of characters changed, 
chapters after chapter.
The nerd hiding behind the glasses
finally looked above
 to stumble back, in the past 
when she started to read
and that's when she realized
she was never moving on
She was stuck on the same page,
 page, shredded by her fears,
stained by her bloody tears.

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Chaos

               10 Jan 2020

Chaos 
that's what her mind was
with those whispers of her fears,
of her decisions gone wrong.
She was trying to let go
but the sound was holding on
just too tight to ignore and 
move on.

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Silence

               20 Jan 2020

She felt peace in that silence
wrapped in the blanket of moonlight
taking sips of cool and crisp air 
brewing thoughts with waves
under the stars.
Here, the devil too becomes
her guarding angel.

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Nightmare

            21 Jan 2020

How could she hate
 those nightmares of hers
when they were part of her,
 of her own thoughts and fears 
a little scary, a little haunting
but a whole lot better 
then the reality and
something they call dreams.

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