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"Beyond the roar, in Quiet's embrace, Lies a serene, unspoken grace. It's where the soul finds its True pace, In Silence's soft, ethereal space."
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omnipotent-ink74144 · 2 years
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A writer is always a free soul, one can never curb away his or her writing liberty entirely, until and unless there is atleast one drop of ink left , a writer will never cease to end his creativity and stop being creative.
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molosmojo · 2 years
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How would you want to be remembered? Have you ever thought about it?
#250th#blog !
Over the years, I have always had some flair for writing and keeping my "tracking" skills in mind, I have maintained a log of all my blogs/write-ups till date. This one happens to be my #250th write-up and I wanted it to be a "reflection" post.
How would you want to be remembered? Have you ever thought about it?
I am good with my Excel skills, but that is not how I would be remembered. I have decent presentation skills, but that is not how I would be remembered. I have always picked-up battles/fights to help move forward something/someone, perhaps, that is how I would want to be remembered. I have never shied away from calling a spade a spade, perhaps, people on the other side would remember me for this :-) I have always been a "people's person" - anyone can walk up to me and seek help; perhaps, that is how I would want to be remembered. I do not speak much in group/large settings, but I have had some great one-on-one conversations, and perhaps, that is how I would want to be remembered. I can ease into a difficult situation by cracking a stupid joke and bringing a smile on people's faces, perhaps, that is how I would want to be remembered. I have decent story telling/writing skills, perhaps, that is how I would want to be remembered.
While we strive to be "perfect", people do not remember someone for how "perfect" they were/are - people remember you for being "perfectly imperfect".
So, what is your story around how would you want to be remembered? Would love to hear!
#loveforwriting#reflection
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firesoul18 · 2 years
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I AM WRITING MY FIRST BLOG
Writing Blogs is an easy as well as a hard work.
We think it’s hard if we don’t like it...
But if you like it than it’s not any hard.
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whats-in-a-username · 3 years
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REFORMATION
Holding on tightly to mamma's finger,
Our first fear was getting lost in the crowd
Then we grew up,
Held many other hands and let go of some
Slowly we saw our fear change
From getting lost to feeling lost amidst a crowd.
As a kid, we woke up in the middle of the night,
And then didn't go back to sleep
Thinking there might be demons under our bed
But as an adult,
it's harder to get any sleep
Because demons moved from under our beds to inside our heads.
(18.11.20)
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writingwithannie · 3 years
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This account...
Good day fellow writers! This blog will be about writing tips, tricks, hacks, and maybe you'll even meet some of my OCs and get sneak peaks into my work in progresses (WIP)!
Hope you guys like it and leave me your comments and feedback. You can even tell me what you would like to see next.
Welcome to the world of writing and I hope you'd stick around ❤️❤️❤️
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harf-e-kun · 4 years
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itspooh4u · 4 years
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Prompt #1
Hi, what are you hiding from?
I am hiding from that black thing that is following me!
Ahh.. What?
That thing can't you see? It's following me everywhere.
What? I cannot see it!
It's there, see on that wall behind me. It follows me when I go out in the light. It doesn't let me out of its sight. But it doesn't follow me in dark.
The shadow?
Yes Yes I'm hiding from it!
*original piece*
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duskopiate · 4 years
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"Our depth of beauty, like the ocean, is immeasurable by the surface"
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wordijuana-blog · 5 years
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No matter how hard you try, they will always find a reason to put you down.
Mirza
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rituchopra · 5 years
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Hola!
Hi! This is a fairly tall, healthy, good looking, sassy girl, inspired by a newly made friend to start off  blogging. Having completed my graduation in Journalism, & having written blogs as part of my curriculum, writing occasionally was a practice.  Posting handwritten notes & letters, getting creative as & when the situation demands is a part of my life. I believe there’s no better gift than a handmade article.
My interest lies in a lot of creative bits & bobs, like reading, trying my hand at jewelry making, trying new cuisines and dishes, pot painting, canvas painting, fabric painting, and the like.
I am an HR by profession and an artist by choice. I love doing things out of the box and getting away from the mundane tasks of everyday life gives me a high. Monotony gets me down to my toes & I like keeping myself up & going all day. It's high time that I've wanted to do something that I'd be proud of one day and today is no better day than yesterday.
This would be my first hand at blogging and I intend to essentially write about Skin & Hair Care, about Travel & Food, and much more.
I would like to hear from my audience as to what they would like to read from me apart from the list mentioned.
Love,
Ritu
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whats-in-a-username · 3 years
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My Storyteller 💜
His hair is grey
And vision is blurred
His spends his day
In bed, one-third.
He taught me to read,
And told me to lead.
He taught me to write,
And told me to fight.
Evening's he spent
Saying his prayer.
He hates to depend
Loves his arm chair.
Night's he spent
Telling us tales
About the places he went
With all the details.
A child's first teacher
Is it's mother
But my first teacher
Is my grandfather.
His hair is grey
And vision is blurred
His smile never fades
He's my world.
(04.12.20)
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Blue Moon
She came in my life like a blue moon
I started seeing my life like a toon
Winters were on its peak
My love story started to leak
We moved hand in hand
I prioritised her more than my best friend
There were no terms no conditions
There was intense love and emotions
Months passed seasons evolved
Fights popped and got solved
Life seemed to be a roller coaster ride
And we always took each other's side
We wished to stay together forever
But we knew our destinies yelling never never
We accepted the harsh reality
I tried to stand against the cruelty
She was with me she was with him
And the lights of my love turned dim
She moved on with a smile
My sorrows my depression seemed like Nile
Finally I saw myself at noon
In a hope to see another blue moon
She was standing like a pristine dew
That was a past and this is new
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quotesncookies-blog · 5 years
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💙 #love #passion #pen #speak #write #loveforwriting #lovepoems #lost #silence #shy #numb #express #feel #emotions (at Kolkata) https://www.instagram.com/p/B09MGJOgphH/?igshid=6r8oq1shufrf
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🌈“You don’t start out writing good stuff. You start out writing crap and thinking it’s good stuff, and then gradually you get better at it. That’s why I say one of the most valuable traits is persistence.”🌈 ―Octavia E. Butler Hustling through and through🎀 💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟💟 #hustling #bawse #hustlingwriterscommunity #writingforlife #writerslife #lifestylechoice #loveforwriting #wattpad #wattpadstories #brainstormingideas #gettingcreative (at Kanchipuram, Tamil Nadu) https://www.instagram.com/_sanu_jo_/p/BynXJLLJZ3NbHH99KwOGJTW1yALikyGWZDejVY0/?igshid=1s4wvkr5tgn7t
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