Consumed by Nihilism (Poem)

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Why does life suddenly get so bleak?
One minute you’re sailing on high waters,
The next, you’re drowning in a watery grave.

Joy and a hearty smile
Wither so easily to dusk and soggy eyes.

Why does the red of my cheeks
Get robbed by a hueless pale?

Why did the excitement I used to feel
Disintegrate into a pond of tears?

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Escaping the Bustle (Audio Poem)

A poem about embracing the present moment, showing love to yourself, and taking in the blissfulness of a peaceful night.

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“Patronus” (Poem) | Ft. Wordcravingssite

Patronus (Poem) - Wordcravingssite

Lay on her bed

Face; tear stained

Pulled a blanket over her body,

It had suddenly gotten cold

And dark too.

She curled up inside her blanket,

Black hooded figures hovering above her.

She wanted to fall asleep,

And never wake up again.

Just then,

Her phone rang,

Grumbling she answered it.

A familiar voice said, “Hello.”

And the voice must have been magic,

The figures disappeared.

The room got brighter, warmer.

And her face lit up!

– Rucha Prabhudessai (Wordcravingssite)

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Workers’ Day (Poem)


The roads do not rest on tar itself:
They are imbued with the sweat of the labouring help;
Buildings have been built not only on cement
But have been realised through what the workers have lent;
The furniture that provides us comfort in our houses
Would not have arrived if not for the working thousands.
Let us give thanks to the strong human hands
Who slog day and night to enhance our lands.

Happy Workers' Day!

Toshira Cottlyn
(female character I used to play)

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Blind Impulse (Dark Poem)

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Shuffling through the dark
With only the meagre flame of hope
Dwindling as the blackness consumed
The room with greater intensity.

The actions were felt but not witnessed,
Even by himself.
His bare feet sensed their way across
Till he came in contact with a sticky slime
Which wreaked of a foul stench
Unknown to him before entering that doomed place.

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