Scribbles on the Sky turned 1 today! I can't thank you all enough for making this year a memorable one on Tumblr even though I went through many ups and downs...Really, i wish this community stays the way it is... btw I am back on Tumblr after academic break and can't wait for getting to know so many more of you amazing people!
Happy New Year my folks on Tumblr! Hope your year be full of love, life and light... Hope you achieve all that you want, Hope you try and give a lot! Hope, that is what i want for you all. Hope, that this year, you make it afar!
Is it your poetic gaze, those damn poetic eyes, or just my poetic heart, the very reason why every part of you each way you exist, is the most beautfiul possession that i can ever call mine....
-mauli ♡
Why do i write ?
Why am i even here?
Maybe in hope.
Maybe in desperation.
Maybe is anticipation.
Maybe because I'm a little tired every now-and-then.
Maybe because i dream of being heard, just a little, for once.
Maybe i wish, that at least someone would hear a tiny piece of my soul here, and in all anonymity, not judge me for once.
Maybe someone would read me, and not get sad, and not feel guilty, and not feel sorry, and not worry ,just be there.
Maybe that's why this scribbling is sacred. Maybe that's why i keep coming back. Maybe the insecurities i never used to have, maybe my suddenly empty social life, maybe the creepy monotony hands me my pen.
To blurt out a little and to breathe a little. Maybe that's why i write.
Maybe to live a little.
Maybe.
-mauli
True , so true , and sometimes those teachers mean more to you than they are expected to by the world.... The good ones are so underrated
getting compliments from teachers does blessings to one's self-esteem
Amazing job Nits... You brought the prompt to life!🌃
Shuffled songs playing in background,
While we looked at the canvas created of glistening tiny dimonds
Hands clasped together
A hint of rose kissed breeze soothing our bodies,
A night under the stars, just like a dream, no lust,
Just nerd talks and staring at the sky and each other
Moon's reflection seemed like artist's paint stroke
On the surface of silent water,
Just like nature's masterpiece on work
Moonlight illuminated everything in sight
One gaze at surrounding
Another glance in your eyes
No noise
No worries of another sunrise
Just a few words and talks left
Before we will be apart
We know what we want
But those pieces are gonna remain left
Like a puzzle with no intention to be resolved
Thanks Mauli ( @maulirajguru ) for these beautiful lines to write upon
"A night under the stars, just like a dream, no lust,
Just nerd talks and staring at the sky and each other"
Sorry lovie for being this late ...
Tagging : @maulirajguru @vaibhavtheunbreakable @valiantbearblaze @poetic--elixir @king-of-knives @kiff-12345 @wallflowerkays @till-we-alignn @thelilsnowflakeinrain @yxungsatan @wigilda @liestookmyvibes @lilhappylilsad @user-vanished @royallylk @burningqueentimemachine @bloodnwine-writer @a-moonlit-poet @theazurepoet @deadwhisper @bleehhhhgirl @bk-poetry (and @everyone interacting afterwards and those mutuals I somehow forgot to tag)
i am maybe she.
and i wish to save her, badly.
for maybe she wouldnt stand.
another hit. another blow.
she might scatter in millions.
and dissolve.
in what they call, life.
-mauli
She was magnificent like that
She took the hits
She gathered the pain
And she weaved it into
Something beautiful
Something just like her
This is a piece I wrote in Dec.2019, and means a lot to me, when a girl named Priyanka Reddy was raped and brutally murdered in Hyderabad and it shook the whole nation, once again.
may be triggering to some
Today I cry,
tomorrow I'll weep,
for someone is always left to cry
in the world I sleep.
Someone is raped, someone is murdered.
It's shame , it shakes .
When someone already is curdled,
is when people wake.
Some blame them, some blame us.
But who's to say
that it falls on all of us ,
the blame, to raise the greys.
So, today I cry ,
for the sake that's deep.
Frightened by this hell ,I am,
a girl, in the world they sleep.
-mauli
Heyy!!🌼
✨🧡🌙SEND THIS TO TEN OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING ✨🧡
Love you sm! Forwarding this for sure! <3 <3
Life goes on,
Ignoring my pain and blues
Life goes on,
No matter what i choose.
They asked , then what's the point living,
when all we're headed to, is death?
I tried to find that answer myself
but failed hard, somehow.
Until Now.
Looking back at all that,
i dont weep, but ponder,
if death is all it is about
then we wouldn't have been alive
in the first place!
It's not about ending, in the end.
It's about making everything about my end
worth dying for.
It's about making a life, worth living.
Making all my time between
life and death
worth remembering,
is all what it is about.
I've never gulped water with such rush. With such restlessness, like i do now. I hope for it to fill me up. Completely. From inside. Like its a heavy plug. The hole in my chest would stop bleeding for once, and my heart would float for a second in the emptiness, it used to drown in.
-mauli