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I was a free bird,
That enjoyed living free,
But your kisses made me realise,
How beautiful suffocation can be.




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I was a cageless bird,
That enjoyed living free,
But your kisses made me realise,
How beautiful suffocation can be.




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I fell in love out of nowhere,
It came to me when was least expected,
That love made me appreciate things,
That were there but I neglected.
The way he loved me was unique,
He made me fall for myself too,
I fell in love with my imperfections,
And learned how to happily get through.
I fell in love with my squeaky voice,
And fell for my little messy hair.
I fell for how my eyes shined,
When that pretty boy was there,
I fell in love with the acne on my face,
And my noticeably large nose,
I fell for my happy and silly smile,
When he adored me from head to toes.
And I wrote this lame little poem,
To tell him I've fallen head over heels,
For the one who made me realise,
How the essence of self love feels.
@IWRITESOMTIMES




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A thousand feelings, one little mouth.
And that lack of words.
So when I speak,  instead of elevating,
I get deep into whirls.








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Sitting in middle of hundreds of strangers,
A hundred pair of eyes staring at me.
A hundred jokes,a hundred opinions,
Some bounding me some letting free.

My body feels like burning
I can't figure out what's the cause
Is it because of these hot sunrays
Or their piercing gaze finding my flaws

A hundred questions floating here
I don't know to whom they belong
Are these happy people the owner of them,
Or is it me questioning my ways for long.

My heart is filled to the brim with doubts
Am I doubting what's written in this book
Or am I doubting my own actions,
The things I shouldn't, and the ones I should.

My body is still as a stone cold statue
But there's a fearful rush inside my body
Is it the blood in my veins running
Or my soul sprinting on beats of Bohemian Rapsody.

Came here 'cause I needed some time,
To listen to the screams inside.
Now all these people have finally left,
Gifting me moments of insight

In this silence now to myself I'm talking,
And remembering all those memories I lived.
I know all those nights and all those years,
I myself am the one that I missed
.






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He never got to touch my hand,
As distance always increased with pace.
Instead of fingers locking in mine,
He tied his heartstrings to keep me safe.






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Time will fly and so will you,
You just need the courage to try,
So stop crying over the fallen feathers,
Spread your broken wings and leap high.








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This might break your naive heart,
Watching the sunrise without me,
But stay strong and hold on till the night,
You'll find me shining in the dark sky with glee.

This is not a Goodbye my love,
It's a promise to meet you again.
I'll make sure I give you a sign when I'm here,
Will send you Hellos with air and kisses with rain.






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Met a pretty boy in the dark,
Bright eyes and a calm smile,
He held my hand, I held my breath,
And lit up an infinity in awhile.



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I wish I could be blind for a few minutes in my life,
So I couldn't see those godly curves around me.
Showing off their soft and shiny skins,
And staring at the pale and tight flesh that surround me.

Or I wish I could turn deaf for a few minutes,
So I couldn't hear their lip fillers speaking.
Mighty tales of their hookups and night outs,
Then pointing at me while chuckling and squeaking.

Or maybe just turn invisible for some minutes,
To remove my existence to feel a bit stronger.
Hiding my skinny body in some invisible cloak,
Before someone hides me shutting me in my locker.

Or I could just get some paint and courage atleast ,
To paint the sign saying 'Girls Locker room' all black.
And write with red paint that looks like blood,
"Torture room" and hope someone will have my back.

~Maansi,iwritesometimes




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There are a million reasons to go,
And a million arguments can be made.
But I'll find that one excuse to stay,
And won't let our moment fade.

I stay tired but still I wander,
To collect flowers and leaves all day,
To keep on my desk and write about them,
And share them with you when you're away.

I stay strong and loud all day,
Stay persistent in everything I do.
Keep laughing till my eyes become wet,
And laugh again on my moments with you.

There are a lot of fall outs sometimes,
But I keep them safe in a jar with me.
When you smile I take them out,
And fix them back the way they used to be.

I'm scared I'll mess things up or,
Maybe won't even be there to clean,
But will love you with everything I have,
In little ways seen or unseen.
@IWRITESOMTIMES




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We had a deep, deep love
So Sweet and so secure,
And I kept falling head over heels ,
To depths where I could to be sure.
Sure that this beauty here was her ,
These eyes were door to paradise,
The kisses on lips were the key,
To unlock the door down the aisle.
The shiny golden key I found ,
She opened her eyes to let me in,
I cleansed myself at the door,
And left there every little nasty sin.
I lived a life time in a few moments,
On her green and alluring land,
But then the devil reached me out,
To take me back to the land sand.
So she filled my eyes with tears,
Telling they would help me on the way,
Then waved at me so my eyes stay wet,
Saying, "Don't forget me, ok? "
@IWRITESOMTIMES



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We're just looking for the best days,
In the days when happiness is at its peak.
To realise that we aren't that strong,
And the pain is making us weak.
We wait for the good days to come,
To remember the bad ones existed.
Then weep all night on the floor,
Questioning why its all so twisted.
But we fail and keep failing till we end.
Crying in happiness and smiling in pain.
We were clear as glass when we were kids,
What or who on us left this ugly strain?



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Let me kiss your soul for once,
And gently cradle the corners of your heart,
Engrave you by colors, with your name between my lips,
And in a mirror you'll see the greatest masterpiece of art
.

~ IWRITESOMETIMES
Used to be a rainbow,
And painted ourselves to show,
So everyone could see our beauty,
From above to below.
Colours got stolen again and again,
We had to mourn and weep.
Can we have a place somewhere,
Where our colours are safe to keep?
Then we met each other,
Two clouds raining apart ,
Learnt to hide the rainbows,
And paint each other's heart.





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He can not see your beauty,
Since he has taken it for granted,
But it doesn't mean it has failed,
To leave the rest of the world unchanted,

You deserve the love of someone,
Who watches you rise all over again,
Who looks into your heart holding his own pieces,
And with those pieces, on your heart carves down his name

Tanishq | Maansi❤️❤️



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Here I stand on the sea shore,
Fearless, Rageous.
The tides trying to scare me,
With their monstrous waves.
They're gigantic,
But not more than my courage.
They're furious,
But not more than my rage.
They're blue,
But not more than my youth.
And I stand there staring at the sea,
It stares back at me.
Scared, obligated.
The waves still come to me,
But bow when the come near.
The thunderous sound of it,
Is like it's crying.
Because the storm in my eyes,
It bigger than the storm in the sea.

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The sunset is so beautiful,
From this broken glass pane,
The yellows oranges and reds,
Staining each other,
Like a three passionate lovers,
In a love triangle.
Me and my glass pane, both broken
Sit there in silence.
Looking at this beautiful,
Yet painful scene.
We see the colours loving and giving in.
And then,
Losing everything. 
Now they're broken like us.
And they're gone.
Like we went away.
Now there's darkness.
Complete darkness. 
Because the stains of love,
Are black.




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Please take my eyes.I can't stop looking at these shattered pieces . The pieces I was left with , when you broke my young heart.On my doorstep I saw you . Red roses , red cheeks . Eyes soothing like the moonlight and smile like warm sunrays . Now you're gone . All I have are pieces . On my couch | saw your lips and your perfect torso.Every edge so perfectly carved , My sight melting down from your neck , fingers craving for touch Now you're - gone . All I have are pieces . I saw you on the right - side of my bed making that puppy face.Pulling me over you when I said i wanna sleep left . Now you're gone . All I have are pieces . These pieces are heart to collect . The more I touch them the more they break . I wish to fix them.Everytime I see them lying all around me.I want to love again . want to fall again.I want to give my heart to someone but nobody needs a heart in pieces . So there's no hope for love now , because the pieces won't get back together . Their sight kills me . So take my eyes.




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SWEET MORNING HUSH


Out of the suffocating crowd, 
When I'm all alone at last.
I put off everything I wore for the world,
My clothes and my mask.
I look at the mirror on my bathroom wall,
I find myself all alone,
Lying with my mind at ease,
On the cold bathroom floor.
I look at my reflection painted on the mirror,
Utterly beautiful yet so painful. 
My eyes filled with pouring grace, 
That's healing yet baneful.
I run my fingers through my short hair,
And then to my high held neck.
I look at the eternal womanly beauty,
Residing on my flesh. 
I looked at the stars like marks on my back,
My own beautiful constellation.
You might have not seen them,
Actually, they don't like much invasion.
My sight melts down to my legs,
Long, symmetric and freshly shaved.
Yet some wounds on them appear so clear,
Like memories peeking out that earlier encaved.
And as I caress my legs my focus,
Suddenly shifts on my left arm,
That have beautiful parallel lines engraved,
Possessing an unignorable charm.
And I sit there in complete silence,
Hearing the voices inside my head,
Admiring the womanly beauty I've got,
On both sides of my flesh,
The morning light barges in from the little window,
Making my pinks and browns of my skin glow,
Reminding me I have to put the clothes and masks again.
It's morning so it's time to go.



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