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Fitting In
dated 28th Dec'22
I was elated to start afresh And yet again, I’m wrapped in a mesh The cultures, languages and diversity- At least I’ll become resistant to adversity
Laughing and jamming to songs But the soul longs For meaningful and igniting connections Only if there were sieving selections…
Reflecting and looking back- Only reminds me that I’ve a knack Socialising and mingling with others- It is one of the many traits admired by mothers.
I’m not giving up just yet, You never know who you meet next. Everyone has aspirations and hopes This is one down my many roads.
PS: Wrote this in one sitting <3
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Little something I wrote for my freshers <3
Here’s a little ode to the 208 days of the batch of 2022, which encapsulates our experiences in SOE-
From timid strangers on the first day to a group of hooligans today, we have done it all.
From sleepless nights due to chilling to sleepless nights due to end sems, we have done it all.
From Lohit dorm to Sabarmati dorm and now, hopefully, to Narmada dorm (wink wink), our boys have done it all.
From toppers in our respective schools to barely passing now, we have done it all.
From being asked “BTech walo ki placement lagti hai kya JNU mein?” to replying “Chal Hatt na”, we have done it all.
From being in demand to being in even more demand, our girls have done it all.
From civilised birthdays to birthdays commemorated only with belts, we have done it all.
From regularly attending classes to regularly attending only the exams, we have done it all.
From searching for girls and oh well, to still searching for girls, I guess our boys haven’t done it all after all.
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my first attempt at jotting down a cinquain-
Kashmir
How to portray?
The paradise on Earth
or world's most militarised zone?
A plight.
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Nothing just me and my 3:30 am thoughts
#poetry#poets on tumblr#writers on tumblr#my writing#my poem#prose#school#midnight#thoughts#midnight thoughts#my teenage girl#teenage angst#teenage dream#hell is a teenage girl#teenage love#teenagers#science#humanity#my words#studyspo#free write#quotations#maya angelou#poetry on love#poetry on heartbreak#poetry on tumblr#poetry on life#hard times#stop asian hate#pro choice
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Found this diary entry from about 2.5 years back and realised that nothing compares to the feeling that you get when you carry yourself outta a situation, which you thought you’d never be able to come outta.
Self growth>>>>>>>

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love
by prachi atri
here’s this person. you love them no matter what. it hurts you big time. heck with hurting, it’s killing you. yet you choose to persist. you weigh the cons and the pros. cons outweigh the pros predictably. altruistically, you give them your all. it’s the selfless, unconditional kind of love. no matter how much ever it kills you, you just never get tired of being there for them. you know it’s only gonna hurt you in the end. cause the world is that way. these days, people say i love you the way most of us say 'we're doing okay' to our parents. that’s not love for me. loving somebody is being affectionate to them endlessly, embracing and celebrating their good and bad side equally, and even falling in love with their darkest side. experiencing this myriad of emotions by just looking at them, receiving their texts, or even when they like some post of yours. it’s not necessary that it’s reciprocated. it’s a cruel world after all. but the amount of happiness and satisfaction you earn by loving them even when it hurts so bad, putting on a smile for them, and forgetting your own pain to help them out is immeasurable. it compares to no feeling in this world. this love is the real one.
PS: I wrote this about 2 yrs back with a friend of mine-Kashish Rajput.
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Tell
by Prachi Atri
tell the version of yourself that loathes you for tiny, insignificant things,
“don’t be so hard on yourself, you’re perfect”
tell the version of yourself that feels lonely time and time again,
“your company is all you need to conquer the world”
tell the version of yourself that believes that you’re less in some way, shape or form,
“no you aren’t less, in fact you’re more than enough”
tell the version of yourself that assigns the meaning that there’s something inherently wrong with you if you’re treated a certain way,
“you’re too outta the world for the people around you to even begin to comprehend your goodness”
tell the version of yourself that doesn’t have anyone patting your back,
“i see you, i believe in you”
tell the version of yourself that discerns that you’ve been alone on this life journey all along,
“look at how far you’ve come and how strong you’ve become”
tell the version of yourself who perceives abandonment,
“it’s all good cuz you got you”
tell the version of yourself who feels that you give your all and receive inadequately,
“all that matters is how genuine you are and you give your best”
#poetry#poets on tumblr#writers on tumblr#my writing#my poem#prose#young author#teenagers#all the feels#scribblings#dracula daily#dreamwastaken#dark academia#romantic academia#self love#self worth#mile phakphum#mcc pride#myct#grian#gravity falls#mcc#kinnporsche
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her
Her ways are unusual
You can easily catch her alone in the class,
Solving a stubborn mathematical problem
Or indulged in mugging up some chemical formulae
While her classmates chat.
Her ways are unusual
You can easily catch her home alone on Saturday nights,
Scribbling some indigenous poetry
Or watching a documentary on the Exodus of Kashmiri Pandits
While her peers hang out.
Her ways are unusual
You can easily catch her on the field,
Playing football with a sweaty yet red face amongst guys
Or completing her 5th round around the field
While others chill in the shade.
Her ways are unusual
You can easily catch her putting excessive effort,
Spending the majority of the day learning and applying
Or devoting herself to the bond she craves
While the majority half-ass the game.
Her ways are unusual
You can easily catch her laughing out loud in the public,
Trying to make everyone laugh by cracking jokes
Or chatting a ton as if she hasn’t in ages
While the others are at ease.
BUT BABY
Her ways are unusual
You WON’T catch her opening up to you,
Giggling and chuckling her pain away is recurrent
Or crying her eyeballs out to a certain someone
While her close ones exist in oblivion.
Her ways are unusual
You WON’T catch her rattling on about her feelings,
Describing funny and silly incidents is mundane
Or rambling and explaining herself to someone she thought would understand
While no one knows what goes on behind the jolly face.
Her ways are unusual
You WON’T catch her getting involved with a group,
Building her own individuality and personality
Or fighting the battles on her own
While the rest are entertained by their circles.
Her ways are unusual
You WON’T catch her beseeching for aid,
Carrying the weight of the situation on her shoulders
Or wailing and bawling to someone special
While the rest wonder how everything in her life is perfect.
Her ways are unusual
You WON’T catch her giving up,
Persisting and trying harder each time she falls down
Or shedding tears and yet standing up on her own feet
While everyone else belittles her problems.
She goes by the name ‘Prachi Atri’
Maybe you know her,
Maybe you know someone similar.
#markiplier#poetry#poets on tumblr#writers on tumblr#my poem#my writing#bts#pirates of the caribbean#hannibal#dark academia#toh#the owl house#spilled ink
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Work in Progress ❤️🧿
#our flag means death#history#jujutsu kaisen#world history#april fools#doctor strange#aromatic#ffxiv#good omens#poetry#poets on tumblr#writers on tumblr#my poem#my writing#loveyourself
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Baby 2
Second Anthology
2 poems




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https://prachiatriii.blogspot.com/?m=1
For more formal writings by me.
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an Ode to You
Shivers run down my spine when you hold me
‘Hopelessly outta control’-that’s what I perceive
After all, you are the spark; you are the magic
Voluntarily, I give my all to you, just like you do to me
Ah! Couldn’t possibly get any better
Can’t imagine what life is without you-
Making me so happy all day, every day
After all, you’ve loved me harder than I’ve loved myself during my phases
Keep me close-
In your arms is all I wanna be in
Neither the world nor its people mean a bit to me cuz well, you’ve proved them wrong to me
Prachi.
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https://open.spotify.com/user/182864ae20bkk8dgxmequphit?si=uisJwJvySUabK0eK5fSHnQ
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Raining all night
It has been raining all night
And you’ve been holding me tight,
Taking away my worldly plight.
It has been raining all night
And you’ve been holding me tight,
Making my life oh-so-bright.
It has been raining all night
And you’ve been holding me tight,
Dissolving all my terror and fright.
It has been raining all night
And you’ve been holding me tight,
Being my flashlight.
It has been raining all night
And you’ve been holding me tight,
Safeguarding me like a knight.
It has been raining all night
And you’ve been holding me tight,
As if it were your birthright.
It has been raining all night
And you’ve been holding me tight,
It has been an absolute delight.
Prachi.
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Efforts
He sees a sort of sparkle in her eye-
The kind of sparkle that can lead the world
The kind of sparkle that can reach for the stars
The kind of sparkle that can conquer anything she puts her eyes on
The kind of sparkle that can light his soul on fire
The kind of sparkle that can complete him
And hence, he can’t help but-
Try to understand her with all his might
Try to hold her warmly and cosily
Try to shower her with as much affection as possible
Try to provide her with all that she needs
Try to protect her from the evils of this world
And for her, she learnt-
These are the efforts she deserved from the very start
These are the efforts she was meant for
These are the efforts that made her realise that the world had gaslighted her into her self esteem issues
These are the efforts that tumbled to the fact that swimming oceans for someone you love is comparable to jumping puddles
These are the efforts that allowed her to see herself as a mere perfection in his eyes
Prachi.
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REFLECTION OF OURSELVES
Thee happiness is thy karma,
worthy only if you preserve.
Smiling ain't directly proportionate to tranquillity,
'cause tears aren’t directly proportionate to sadness.
Gloomy happiness is today's thing.
Otherwise, the world is a devastating place.
En route to being joyful requires you,
not only to be satisfied but also to be free from materialism.
The reality lies within you.
Joyfulness isn't being perfect
'cause perfectionism doesn't exist.
The only thing that actually exists is being you.
PS: Wrote this way back when I was in grade 9. Been approximately 4 years!?
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