The midnight approaches; the unsettled, aching hearts race against the stealthy arm, ticking towards another closed hour, another passing day, another gathering of hours gone by in sheer gazing at what’s moving and what isn’t. Hearts shaken up merely by the stillness of the racing arm; here we stand, frozen in the now. #thedifferentlywired #wordstagram #wordporn #pictureprompt #frozen #writingprompts #writingpromptsdaily #writer #writers #writersofig #instawriter #instawrites #girlswhowrite #bookworm #bibliophile #bookstagram #booklovers #charlesbukowski #reader #readersofinstagram #bookreaders #wordporn #quote #quotesdaily #quotestagram (at Delhi, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bzi4uWBgL7B/?igshid=1yejq27jv40a
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|Rain Gods| #igwriter #writingcommunity #igwritingcommunity #quotstagram #poems #poemsofinstagram #poemporn #lovepoems #lovequotes #wordporn #words #writingprompts #thedifferentlywired (at Delhi) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByLUII2gmpW/?igshid=dzrirnffcw1z
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I’m a girl watching the paper roll. Tucked against the thick cylindrical cardboard, it’s taped, wrapped and in place. Until you unwrap to tear off a part of it you want to use. Only you realise how most people are careless fools; despite needing very little, they take too much. They drop paper rolls all the time. You can try to pick it up and put it back in shape—with patient, gentle dexterity. Only you notice, from now on, it’s going to keep falling off, keep unwrapping, keep tapering away; in the end, lying all wasted and flat on the floor. Paper rolls don’t just go about being how they were when packed. I know that. I’m a girl—a very sleepy girl, fighting her sleep to fuss over someone who’s been very careless with the paper roll.
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@vodkakilledtheteen that is amazingly written!!
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|Sugar Rush|
I want cotton candy. And strawberry marmalade. I want to devour the Easter bunnies, and gorge on the buttercups. When I finally speak up, I want to be very vanilla—basic and impossible-to-decline. Then, I want to run to him and tell him that since I don’t do drugs or alcohol, I might need the sugar rush to do what I need to do—confess love, again. #love #loveporn #lovequotes #wordporn #poemporn #whatlovefeelslike #romanticquotes #thedifferentlywired #writingcommunity #wordpromptchallenge #wordprompt #writingprompts
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