To me, if you'll ask, If I'm okay I'll nod my head aside hiding my tears beneath I'll just roll my eyes. "I'm fine" would be a constant reply and to none I'm ever gonna rely, I'll be honest to thee, but I waited for a call from thy; You see it's hard for me to choose a side between mine and you And if it's you there, I already lost me. I was an empath maybe I still am, but I'm gonna cage that me away; for each person I meet is an apath, even you turned out to be one of them you broke my walls and ... Honey I thought you did it for me, but you did it for yourself just to find a place as cozy as my heart so you could stay for a while and whenever the "forever" would knock you'll too just run away. So tonight I'm gonna drag you out with my own hands, you'll be barefoot and all astounded to see me as a devil that you thought never existed. But My Darling, you're the only one who told me we all keep monsters within. -Aditi Goud #creatorshala #blog #poetry #poem #aditigoud #lifestyle #literature #english #writer #writing #blogging #blogger #typerwriter #photography

Today at 6 in the morning I decided to go against my daily mood of laziness so I got up from my bed, brushed my teeth, Washed my face with the cold water splash. //I could still hear your voice from our yesterday's voice call. "Aditi" you said in the exact tone that depicts the reluctance of letting go but a self control of hiding it.// I patted my face dry. Tied my hairs in a bun. Wore the most cozy sweatshirt that I stole from Bhai and sneaked out of the house in my pyjamas. It was my second day of terrible pain of period cramps yet I needed a break. //A break from the feeling of this constant loneliness inspite of having so much people around me; a break from the loop of your voices that were running in my head; break from the rejection of my heart for accepting the truth that was right infront of me.... I won't be able to meet you for a long time now.// I walked out from the colony to the highway, passing past the Shani temple. There's no Sunshine today. //Just like the fog on my way that blurs the buildings around, the liquid in my eyes was blurring my vision even more. Yeah... My heart's weeping out through my eyes after a really long time.// The morning today was silent than the usual ones. There's no bird on the trees to chirp. There's no cloud in the sky to give me company. I'm all by myself, my head and the thoughts. Well, lately I asked for writing suggestions on my Insta story. Guess what was the most common response? 58 people asked me to write something about long distance relationship. Funny , isn't it? How could I ever write on that? When I can't even cope up with something like it in my real life. //"Maybe it's the distance thing that we are thinking we couldn't work because we weren't habitual of it" was your response when I asked why we don't work anymore. Distances! Well yes, maybe distances can make me feel much more vulnerable than you alone could do. Maybe, it can take away the chance from me to hug you tight enough that We both gasp for breaths in the end at the times of need. Maybe I couldn't be angry and get calm all at once when I look in those eyes full of love. But there's this one thing that distances can't change. It's the fact that more distances just makes me dream about you more. To think about you more. To miss you more and to fall in love with you more, with each passing moment.// All of these thoughts made me walk far enough that now I was standing at the very place where we used to spend our time together. Where you hummed a song for me standing right beside me for the very first time. "Saari ki saari meri hai tu ,tujhko kabhi na me bantu....To... Sun mere hamsafar, kya tujhe itni si bhi khabar...." All those beautiful memories of the late evenings played their own respective slideshows in my head. And now my lips were smiling while my eyes were crying. I took my cellphone out, and typed a text in it on your name. - " I wished everyday to hold you once more. It was always you that made me dance in my dreams. You are the fountain of good fortune for me. If I could just stay with you forever, I would. If I could I'd hand you out my beating heart on a platter. " //My insanity for you was on it's peak. You know I'm damn stubborn when it comes to you but I just stopped showing it in front of you.// *A deep exhale* I pressed back on my cellphone. And started stepping towards the place where I live. I won't call it my home. Because...... you know why!. -Aditi Goud #creatorshala #blog #blogger #content #caption #read #reading #reader #blogging #art #artist #home #writer #travel #photography #winter #writing #author #poetry #story #storyteller #love #morning

Wondering over the whispers Of your name, Poured by the icy winds Into my eardrum. I sushed my pacing heart for a second To cope up with the silence of the dry night. With my tearful eyes, Pulling my coziest blanket over my face, {Well it's still less warm and cozy than your arms} I tried to cover my ears. //It's been more than 9 months, since the day I kissed your lips. "Wasn't this distance enough? "// I screamed at the breeze, "Shut up"! Well, the winds are as stubborn as Me; It kept calling you! Just like the beats of my heart do. //I so wanna hear your voice Right now!// I took my cellphone... '2:37 am' - I could read on my screen. ( Fuck it) //no it's not the emotion of the time. It's the emotion that triggered my memory And shot 'I CAN'T CALL YOU' right on my mind.// *Well, I miss your sleepy voice and that bit of depth in the tone it carries in this hour of time.* The breeze blew again, Right by my cheeks. I brought my palms to my face. 'Walking down the memory lane again!' //Do you remember how Much I love to hold your face in my palms?// Realising that, it's one of those sleepless nights again, I decided to write a letter on your name. "Dear love, It's 2:58am , and just like every night since a few months, here I am writing to you in the middle of this freezing dark hour. Well, My tongue has waited quite enough to tell you How much I love you, that it has become all parched. I was already missing you like hell and all of a sudden the coldness in the air around me, made me crave for your warm arms. The touch of your fingers that I used to Wear over every inch of my skin has now shed off. I couldn't remember that last leap of my soul into your eyes when I looked straight in them at our depar...ture....." I don't know what to write to you honestly. Because there's nothing that you haven't read before or that you are unaware of. //I crumbled the letter and threw it over a pile of my draft writings.// *A heavy sigh* My heart was still thrombing as if it's in a race. I placed my hand over my chest. *Sobbing* I couldn't hold this any longer. I need you to be here. I want you to know how soft tickles can make you laugh sweetly; how handsome you look when you are all messy and... *I paused for a moment.* I stood up. Put on my earphones and decided to decieve The winds. I wiped my tears and played some classic Bollywood music from 70s. "Aanewala pal jaane waala hai....." Played through my tympanic membrane, Causing a vibration straight to my heart. A realisation. With all the dawns that I went to sleep at, and the dusks I watched over in your memories, there's a constant ache of loss. A loss of all those promises that I made to you in the mere hope of having the same promises from your side. A loss of my smiles , that I only shared with you and without you, there's nothing real in it. A loss of the feeling of existence in my own life, without you , I don't feel the same "Alive". A loss of that eternal belief in love.... A loss ....of nothing... But YOU, my love. //I pulled out my earphones. Pushed away the blanket. Letting the breeze pat over all of my body.// The winds were still calling for you. To them I spoke now, "Things against the terms of forever were something I always argued on but I guess, Klaus was right ~ Nothing lasts forever after all. For me, FOREVER IS AN EMPTY PROMISE. A promise we all do to our loved ones, Inspite of knowing it's not true and it can never be kept..... I hope HE feels this "hollowness" too Just like I do." Finally the winds seized. - Aditi Goud #creatorshala #blog #blogging #writer #writing #fiction #art #artist #night #love #forever #tvd #to #photography #blogger #kishorekumar #music #poem #poetry #poet

With her Rosewood fragrant palms Covering her face, to hide her tears She knelt down beside my bed. Tucking my hoodie, close to her chest She wept for hours and hours From morning till the sun did rest. Even the aroma of my sweat began to fade away Just like I did; from her life. Our memories felt like sharp blades Tearing her entirely open And cutting her into pieces. My portrait that resides in her mind is no longer a means for her comfort And now she just wants to go blind. For if she can't see me around, What's the point of having Those sparkling beautiful eyes that I fall for? She sobbed till her throat choked And cursing me for all the weeds that I smoked. For she couldn't accept the fact that I'm forever gone. Staring at the bare ceiling She screams " I love you beyond the Sun" For only We knew how much we loved the sunshine. I so desperately want to hold her in my arms And wrap her in the coziness of my abyss That she loves to sink in. But only if I could be alive from the dead To say aloud 'I'm still here', just for her To know. I'll carry her Aura within me for as long as I could; Here I lay Burried in the grounds within the casket of rosewood. -Aditi Goud #writer #writing #author #poem #tercet #creatorshala #girl #love #life #death #rosewood #casket #fashion #hoodie #lifestyle #photography #art #artist #blog #blogger #blogging

"Tum hi ho ho" lyrics just dropped in earphones and you clearly know what Arijit's voice do to me. Well, this song just hit my brain with the memories of all the rains we bathed in together. ( accidentally + intentionally both.) I still clearly remember one of them. The day you bent your head down over mine //I love your height in this kind of situations, but it literally annoys me at the times when I have to stand over my toes to kiss you// placing your hands on each side of me , covering me, and sheltering me entirely with the truck behind my back. This happened just after our argument but in that very moment I knew that no amount of fights can ever ruin what we have between us (the immense love we share.). The next song in the list was "Hamdard", I was wondering which memory of us will I portray now. "Me and my friends love the party. Great song after great song.... " *Spotify ad!* As soon as I heard this, it felt as someone just wiped a hand over the smiley I made using my finger over a glass window which was covered with soft frost. //Mood ruined// Let it be this much now. Well, Christmas is just a month away, and if you are wondering what to gift me. Let me help you out. You can come over, and make the most of winters, with the snowfall of kisses and coziness of hugs, with hot chocolate cups and tons of smooches, with big warm blankets and Disney movies, and a lot more. PS- you can also stay until the next frost forms over that window. ~Aditi #creatorshala #blog #blogging #writing #letter #photography #lifestyle #fashion #influencer #travel #writer #art #artist #love #spotify

Hey there. I don't know about you but I was listening to this song on Spotify, while my eyes closed and all of a sudden I saw glimpses of our moments spent together as if a slow slideshow is projected by my brain over my Retina. All our first and lasts.... *a deep and heavy sigh* //exhaling all my breath out, hoping that if I inhale again I could somehow smell your aura which I dissolved within me, each time we kissed. // I have literally no idea of why I'm writing this, it's maybe because I am so done by talking about you to myself that the writer within me is forcing me to let it all out; or maybe it's because I seriously want to make you stand right infront of me while grabbing my waist with your left hand and pulling me closer, while caressing my cheeks softly with your right hand , saying my name at the end of those three words (our heart still feels heavy within the burden of) and then marking your signature with your lips on my forehead. Whatever is the reason of this letter, I am unable to find the exact words to talk to you because there's so much to tell you in my head. But most importantly, I want you to know that I miss your morning face during our VCs and your sleepy voice on those late night calls. //no doubt you sounded sexy in that voice// I was listening to "Dekha hazaro dafa" when I started writing this. (I hope you remember the day we sang it together, hugging each other when I was sitting on your laps under that open sky with no moon but thousands of stars to witness our moment of love.) I so wish to hug you right now. And as I'm penning this down, even my heart is denying to hold it anymore. //*splash* umm... A tear just flickered down my eyes. No I'm not crying dumbo. I'm just missing you.// -Aditi #creatorshala #blog #blogger #blogging #fashion #photography #earphones #spotify #writer #artist #writing #lifestyle #other #music #art

SWIPE ⏩ Ps: I couldn't choose between these two videos so had to post both.?? To all the pretty souls out there much love to you all.? You're beautiful.? You're strong.? Keep Going.? Xoxo.♥️ If you agree just leave a heart.❤ Tag someone who needs to know this✨ Share with someone who needs to know this? #quote #quoteoftheday #quotes #poetry #love #writersofinstagram #inspirationalquotes #wordporn #quotestagram #writersofig #life #thoughts #stories #wordsofwisdom #motivation #writersofindia #igwriters #qotd #instawriters #wordswag #yourquote #writeaway #igwritersclub #instagood #writer #inspiration #writing #quotestoliveby #lovequotes #success

I never expected this type of situation would arise in our country with farmers. Farmers are the base of our society irrespective of this fact they are ignored and harassed by government at every level. Due to introduction of online system in farming many of them are not able to claim the refund of poor conditions. This situation is indicating the worst scenario since the government is becoming fascists and not caring about the conditions of farmers in the country. When farmers try to raise their voice they are beaten up and get harassed by the state. Is this is the solution of the situation??? The worst point is that most of the news channels are filled with Rhea Chakraborty as well as Kangana Ranaut news. Rather than focusing on the important events like GDP and the situation of farmers they are covering illogical news. #supportsmallbusiness #spokenword #struggleisreal #supportsmallbusiness #strugglingartist #standforjustice #strong #strength #democracy #writingcommunity #writercommunity #writerschoice #writerofinstagram #writerofindia #writing #writerschoice #2linespoetry #2linershayari #shayari #shyri #quotetoliveby #quotes #rheachakraborty #kanganaranaut #justice #justiceforfarmers #supportfarmers

Hello Bloggers. this is my first post and I am posting something which is very close to my heart. do read and comment if you like it. वादा रहा आज दिल की बात सुनने को दिल किया, पर सुनके न भूल जानेका वादा रहा। आज फिरसे उसका ज़िक्र करने को दिल किया,  पर उस ज़िक्र का ज़िक्र किसीसे न करने का ऐडा रहा। आज खुदकी खामोसी तोड़नेको दिल किया,  पर ख़ामोशी का शोर अनसुना करनेका वादा रहा। आज उसे भुला के रोनेको दिल किया,  पर आंसू की आंच काम होगी वादा रहा। आज हिकायतो का सिलसिला ख़त्म करनेको दिल किया,  पर शिकायतों से सिकयत न होगी वादा रह। This Hindi poetry of mine is published in a Anthology named "Ulfat-E-Alfaaz. #writing#poetry#hindipoetry#blogger#Creatorshala#Creatorshalablogger#creator

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