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think-through-pen · 12 days

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Death

And then, I saw nothing

more comforting than the end

that ends all Ends;

it comes slowly, then

suddenly you-are-out-of-breath—

Calm.

Death awaits at the door.

There's no knocking,

but scratching;

growing sharper by the second—

silence then!

Fear whispers in my ear

that death is here.

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think-through-pen · 15 days

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Let's show some love to this amazing poet!

100 Followers

I have just got a hundred followers on this blog. Thank you all so much!!! For this event, if you send an ask to me asking for a poem, I will write you one. If you send an ask just asking for a poem, I will write a poem about you. If you send an ask asking for a specific poem, I will write a poem about that specific topic. I am really excited to write about all of you and thank you again!!! (People who aren't following me can also send asks, obviously)

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think-through-pen · 1 month

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Yayyy! One of my favorite people is awake! (:

I don't know who you are but I think you are also one of my favourite people! Thank you for such kind words!

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think-through-pen · 2 months

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Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favourite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool~) 🌈🌈

Thank you sooo much for your lovely ask! So, what I like about myself is as follows:

I will always help you

I like the me that's a poet.

I am reliable in a group science project (poetry now).

I get engrossed in whatever I do.

I like that I am able to make such wonderful friends.

#my asks #ask answered #fun things #something fun

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think-through-pen · 2 months

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Have you ever seen a painted bunting?

I have never seen it in real life. But it does inspire the passion in me; the passion to free the bird in my poems. On that note, a short poem about the bird:

Painted Bunting

I saw a painted bunting in my dreams; a coat of rainbow on its feather sleeps and the eyes the canyon of passion while it dances in lively fashion.

It sings just like I write but with fondness of the heart; I witness his last flight as it perches on my heart.

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think-through-pen · 2 months

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What should I write about?

Thanks for the ask! Since you write poetry mostly, why not try a hand at prose, like essays, article, letter to self, etc ?

If you have run out of themes, try combining two (or more) themes and write a poem. For example, you can combine nature with machine: what can you think of? Try weird combos too, like, breakup and the possibility of ever falling in love again?

My personal request after reading your poems is that why not try come challenging poem forms like ballads, sonnet, villanelle, terza rima, etc. ?

You write amazing poems! Keep writing! I hope I got it answered. ^⁠_⁠^ @sweetwarmcookies16

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think-through-pen · 4 months

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Flower Blooming

I fain would ask the earth for its love

that sprouts from soils in tender buds,

and sit beside and look above

and wait for them to spring from muds.

What ecstasy could rival this

than waiting for the bud in bliss!

Alert your eyes and do not miss

the flower blooms with morning kiss!

I wish to soak my heart in sorrow,

for flowers will wilt tomorrow;

surely, all my dreams will fade

and dissolve in that tree's shade.

A balance of life and death there is,

and truth resides in nature's law.

A life becomes 'was', another 'is'

Is not it beauty that I saw?

But I can see the petals peep

from their robes, and slowly keep

my heart and eyes laid upon

the yawning of the flowers born.

The sun too blooms from the sea,

altering its robes with time.

The beauty that we find is we,

for we see the truth sublime.

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think-through-pen · 4 months

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To Shakespeare:

Love's labour is not lost,

for there sprouts Amaryllis

on the graves of the parted ones

who dream of purple poppies.

And ravens frequent with lilies

in their beaks.

Much ado about nothing;

a string of cries from the grave

sting the hearts of the owls—

ah, that's why they are awake

even at night...

A midsummer night's dream

swept over the starless night—

horrific hauntings haunting haunts of

haunted ones;

nightmares turned to dust

only to rise from their ashes

to haunt the undaunted.

Love's labour did not win,

for there lies beside the lover

the remains of her beloved

beneath the corpses of the leaves—

leaving love lost in myriad mazes

of unrequited cries that would only

return the empty echoes:

another form of nightmare,

O Shakespeare!

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think-through-pen · 4 months

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Thank you @annotated-catastrophe for the 500th reblog and everyone who got me to 500 reblogs!

Special Mentions: @friesnoketchup @jordynhaiku @hauntedandwholesome @distilledmelancholies @selene-stories @yumiraaa @distilledmelancholies @ghostly-prompts @hauntedandwholesome

Selling Stars

I sold a star today to the Star People

in exchange for a heartbeat that only

I

could listen.

I got greedy and sold 5 more,

and I heard your voice for 5 long seconds.

I offered another star,

but they warned me about

the consequences of selling any more stars;

that they needed it but not at the cost of

the universe I live in.

I tried selling the moon,

but they gave me the look you get

when you try to sell your soul.

It was the moon I offered

in exchange, I get to see—yes—see your

face—the countenance I wanted to see

more than anything.

I woke up next to you, your hands in mine;

how dreamy it was!

I pressed my ear against your chest,

a rise and fall of waves dance

in my other ear,

but there's no heartbeat from the other.

I felt my own heartbeat,

but—strangely, it wasn't there either.

Who has died? Me or you?

I'd rather that it was me,

for your death would kill me anyway.

Ah, I see, the selling of celestial bodies

was a dream and this is reality.

But then,

who are the two people I see

in the waters of this sea,

my dearie?

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think-through-pen · 4 months

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Selling Stars

I sold a star today to the Star People

in exchange for a heartbeat that only

I

could listen.

I got greedy and sold 5 more,

and I heard your voice for 5 long seconds.

I offered another star,

but they warned me about

the consequences of selling any more stars;

that they needed it but not at the cost of

the universe I live in.

I tried selling the moon,

but they gave me the look you get

when you try to sell your soul.

It was the moon I offered

in exchange, I get to see—yes—see your

face—the countenance I wanted to see

more than anything.

I woke up next to you, your hands in mine;

how dreamy it was!

I pressed my ear against your chest,

a rise and fall of waves dance

in my other ear,

but there's no heartbeat from the other.

I felt my own heartbeat,

but—strangely, it wasn't there either.

Who has died? Me or you?

I'd rather that it was me,

for your death would kill me anyway.

Ah, I see, the selling of celestial bodies

was a dream and this is reality.

But then,

who are the two people I see

in the waters of this sea,

my dearie?

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think-through-pen · 5 months

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Hopeful Misery

A bloated cloud of misery

hung over me,

dragging its weight—floating a metre away

The rain only darkened the cloud,

now only half-a-metre above me—

it burst over me by the thunder

of thoughts that howl in my head

forever.

Eyes sunken like molten lava,

the shoulders cracked like dry mud,

I tread outside my home—

every step an empty thump of hope.

As I ride my bicycle,

I paddle through a crowd of confusion

with the moving of the wheels;

my head clears upon the blowing of the wind,

and the breeze of nostalgia revives hope—a gleam in my eyes.

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think-through-pen · 5 months

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The Last Letter

Listen to me, you half-baked cookie!

Flip your fins until you can move no more.

Love,

listen...to

~ me

when I praise you,

remember you,

scold you,

call you a squashed onion,

think about you

between

^

my pages.

You can scold me,

smile at me,

pinch my nose,

be angry,

return to me,

love me

a

little...more than

I do.

I hope you

find

me

buried in

s ❄️ n ❄️ o ❄️ w ❄️!

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think-through-pen · 5 months

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"Aa jana ae jan-e-dil jab pukaaroon mein, thodi der se aaye to bikhar jaunga.

Translation:

Come to me when I call you, O Love, for if you come a little late, I will crumble.

- Moin ©

urdu is so unnecessarily seductive like

“iss qadar pyar se ae jan e jahan rakha hai dil ke rukhsar pe is waqt teri yaad ne hath”

just means "i miss you" like can you not pls.

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think-through-pen · 5 months

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To My Only Love

Dear Love,

Your love flowed into my dry, addle bottomless crater as a stampede of emotions making rosemaries burst from all its cracks.

Trudging along a path alone, tattered clothes, cracked lips and a frail hope of seeing the sun, I found the surroundings the bringers of gloom and eternal damnation. A vulture landed before me with a piece of rotten flesh in its beak. It dropped it on the ground and nudged it towards me. I picked it up and inspected it. It gave off a sweet, soft scent of crushed daisies; its texture soft and frail. The meat melted away revealing a bouquet of daisies. I looked at the vulture. Its large wings were being shed, and white feathers outnumbered the black ones. The feet grew smaller, and so did the vulture's size. The bald head grew into a plentiful of white blessings. The clouds turned poetic pink and calm, soothing rays of sun danced upon my scarry face.

This is how my world transformed in quiet steps when I met you, just like how the sea kisses the coast with every wave.

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think-through-pen · 5 months

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Sleep-keeping

I have been meaning to keep

the dark and desolate sleep

from the crafty claws of dreams,

but sleep flows away in streams.

Again I woke up in my bed,

gasping, tired, agony led,

darkness is my only domain

where all the happy thoughts are slain.

Staring at something I know,

I spend the night buried in snow—

snow of melancholic muse

hued in red and grey: abstruse!

Occasional tapping of the window,

the tap's continual orchestra,

shuffling of feet, fast and slow,

the cicada's anaphora.

Sleep then comes to me, slow

until I crumble like snow.

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think-through-pen · 6 months

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Kafka-esque

Heavy is the first page of my diary,

you might need the strength of an arm;

the second will be scorching and fiery,

a pair of tongs might help it calm.

The lines of the third will cast gloom,

consumed and hopeless you will be;

you might want to see the moon

to feel love again and feel free.

And fourth will make you laugh or cry,

the last is deserted and dry.

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A/N: Thank you @dailykafka , for I drew inspiration from your page.

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think-through-pen · 6 months

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Night of the Artist

Night shrouded everything under her veil as the silent steps of dark siezed the corners. Far from the sparkling lights of the city apartments, there sat a cottage haunched on a hill—looking over the entire realm, green at its feet.

In that cottage resided a painter, alone. He painted for his customers down the hill during the day, but at night, he was visited by many nobles requesting a portrait of a person, object or place. He took in most of the requests given that he was paid handsomely.

On that tempestuous night as the rain draped the region in its dominion, the painter was working on a painting requested by a noble about a dream he had. Merrily, he envisioned the painting guided by the prompts given by the noble. Suddenly, there came a gentle tapping on the window pane. He ignored it, thinking of it as the gentle thrashing of the Banyan tree. He continued his work, unperturbed. Again, the knock was heard but louder. He rushed to see if it was some noble or young lady. As he opened the window carrying a spare umbrella, he saw no one. The Banyan tree's branch was broken by the strong winds. He paced around the cottage to inspect. There was no animal or being in sight. Wet from the waist, he headed in hurriedly.

"What a strange night!" he thought.

Changing his attire, he walked towards his unfinished painting with great penchant feeling. There he saw the cause of it: the tapping on the window was a reality he had dreaded—a figure in purple overcoat was knocking at the window pane.

"Who are you, mister?" he asked, uncomposed.

"I am what I will become in a while." it answered in a heavy tone.

"I do not know if you are my imagination, or if you are real," he spoke with emphasis.

"I am the person you are about to draw," it turned towards him, "I am between your imagination and this reality."

"Stay away from me," he flinched, "what are you?!"

"Someone who died at that noble's hand," it sighed, "his best friend."

Silence prevailed, the rain was quiet for a while, and nothing seemed to move.

"Thank you for listening to me!" the figure dissolved, no, faded into thin air—almost merging with the lightning outside, it was gone.

Prompt By: @ghostly-prompts

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Prompt #426

A finger lightly tapping on the window pane.

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