monsoonwrites
monsoonwrites
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Collecting all the beautiful moments,those random joys of life,the little things that made my heart smile ,cry and fly and treasuring them in my writings. 💌🦢🪷🌙✨📚🔮💭
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monsoonwrites · 14 days ago
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You're a sweet memory I haven't lived yet
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monsoonwrites · 26 days ago
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She is a sorrow dressed in graceful silence,a paused prayer and a cry frozen in worship.
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monsoonwrites · 1 month ago
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Why do I Write ?
Whenever I try to speak, my words shiver beneath a scarf of fear. I always have words stuck on my tongue. To reach out, every letter has to hopscotch on the ribcage of my lungs. At once, my heart starts racing. I have to remind myself to breathe, which results in swallowing the sentences. So I write.
Why do I Write ?
Because I love to serve my thoughts on a platter of paper, with an aroma of emotions. My secret ingredient is feeling, and I sprinkle my soul-filled words gently like confetti. So I write.
Why do I write ?
For paper is the only place where I find solace. When I bleed the moments onto the sheet, it is the only time my throbbing heart never skips a beat. So I write.
Why do I Write ?
Most nights, I wake up to the darkness invading my mind chasing shadows till the end to meet memories enthroned inside my soul. So whenever I write, it makes us unite. We cage those penned moments in an envelope, with dried roses kept and sealed with love carrying pieces of my heart embedded within.So I write.
Why do I write ?
When my unspoken words of pain cry for help, I sit with my voices and bandage them pen as healer. I slowly, carefully touch them, place them on the paper, and wrap them as a poem. So I write.
Why do I Write ?
On the stage of life, I have stories to narrate but in front of a neglecting audience. So I write.
Why do I Write ?
I have always craved a patient listener. Later, I found one in the pile of papers. I keep writing until I can breathe again without hurting myself.
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monsoonwrites · 1 month ago
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I breathe poetry but only when you're the metaphor
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monsoonwrites · 1 month ago
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Until you arrive, I will keep my museum-heart like a love letter inked in devotion, sealed with longing, tucked away from the world, but always yours. I’ll adorn the walls with rose-laced blushes, and hang my prayers like fragile portraits, When you walk in, even the silence will bloom at the sound of your breath. You won’t be a visitor here, my love you will be the soul for whom this entire museum was built. Each room preserved in tenderness, each hallway echoes your name in joy, and every layer of this love kept safe and sacred not for anyone else,but for you alone
~ I am a museum of love preserved for him
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monsoonwrites · 1 month ago
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You're already written in the blood rushing through my veins,
And now every heartbeat,every pulse writes you
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monsoonwrites · 1 month ago
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Even the stars would envy,how you shine in my eyes
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monsoonwrites · 2 months ago
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I will keep planting sunflowers in my soul, so when you arrive you’ll know I was always growing love, growing toward you and growing for you
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monsoonwrites · 2 months ago
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monsoonwrites · 3 months ago
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Sometimes Poetry is an act of collecting all those shattered fragments of your heart and giving them a form and a voice to breathe
Sometimes Poetry is an expression of pure delight,a spontaneous smile,and a moment of living wholeheartedly
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monsoonwrites · 3 months ago
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Unrecognised works of any art like poetry,painting,book,song,movie or even a human soul are not unrecognised but precious rare gems,something special and valuable,only found to those who seek and safekeep.If you feel unappreciated please know that you'll be a treasure to someone
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monsoonwrites · 3 months ago
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Rain writes poetry to the earth with its every lovely drop, each one a tiny peck of kisses carrying a warmth of thousand suns,a glow of million moons,and a pouring of liquid starlights.
Each breath the earth takes after the rain is a magical scent,petrichor - a perfume of union that draws them together.Rain is nothing but an essence of affection;a rush of countless kisses;a stream of love
He is my rain,I am his earth
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monsoonwrites · 3 months ago
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Holding hands / eye locks / a pat on the shoulder / a right pause / a listening ear/ a playful wink / shy smiles / feeding first bites /pulling closer / a firm handshake / a warm hug / signature gestures only known to us/ deep slow kisses / a peck on the knuckles / caressing hair / kissing palms / making each other to laugh a little louder /pulling the cheek / waiting without complaining /whispering sweet nothings / list of our favourite songs / simping each other / unafraid deep conversations / every now and then gazes when in the crowd and far away from each other / shared secrets / tracing fingertips / heartfelt poems and love letters / not so often random gifts / lots and lots of love,affection and care
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monsoonwrites · 3 months ago
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Every time I look into his eyes,he recites a beautiful love letter crafted with all of me,he held me tighter and closer to him.Ah! His eyes look warm brown and like a crisp paper holding a sunflower he wraps me safely with love.
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monsoonwrites · 3 months ago
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My poems need you,come soon my love
Line by line,my words are weakening and fading
Every phrase is scared,shattered and broken
Take my hand,pull me closer,sit with me and speak softly
Heal everything with your love
Kiss my writings,read them and embrace them
Come,my Love!
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monsoonwrites · 3 months ago
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I want my words to heal; I want my words to cheer; I want my words to feel like a warm hug; I want my words to melt away all the worries; I want my words to put a genuine smile on faces that stretches from ear to ear; I want my words to ignite a spark; I want my words to be a gentle breeze; I want my words to be a gift; I want my words to be like sunlight filtering through stained glasses; I want my words like wind chime cues; I want my words to be a melody that dances inside a heart; I want my words to be a hopeful reminder; I want my words painted with colourful kindness; I want my language as "Love”
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monsoonwrites · 3 months ago
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// Catastrophe // Cold blooded conversations / Ceaseless discouragements Concealed cries / Masquerade smiles Unrecognized ruptures / Sleep cycle tortures Stipulated silences / Mean instances Daydream designs / Nightmare signs Clear confusions / Pathetic conditions Pointless blames / Fooling games Voiceless arguments / Adjusting agreements Unrealized forgiveness / Killed kindness Non confrontational upbringing / Convincing and compromising Funny facts / Depressing jokes Crucifying questions / Dominating suggestions Manipulating justices / Serving sacrifices Luckless times / Countless betrays Cynicism attacks / Never complaining hacks Fragmented hopes / Tangled thoughts Untold hurts / Fractured heart Penning words / Screams of burns Tragic life / Poetic sighs
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