it's official!! my debut poetry book "All The Ways I'm A Nomad" is now available worldwide on Amazon and at Barnes & Noble stores in the US! thank you all for following me and showing me love and support over the past 10 months! i hope you like it. love ❤️🌺✨ LINK IN BIO
Stop looking for happiness you already are, stop looking for riches you're already rich. Look at these diamonds you are blessed with incredible eyesight to experience sceneries such as this. #mythoughts#photobyme
• F I R E •
let me ignite.
let me breathe.
let me rise.
let me unleash.
i'll spread, taking the living and dead with me,
i'll light the darkness, i'll be bright,
i'll be imperishable, making the past and present and future ashes, let me be,
i'll be the fire inside you that'll make you invincible,
that'll free you from all those restraints,
i'll be the fire that'll make you alive. .
– Anmol Sandhu
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I really wanna change my theme back to whatever so I'm just gonna post the pictures I already edited coz come on, who has time to go through the trouble again!?
Good night y'all ✨
P.S. My house is crowed. And is gonna be for a couple of days. My two aunt's are here with their children - my cousins - and even my grandparents are here rn.
//Who am i? Who are you?// Sometime back, I began to wonder that if we talk about our character then it's not something we were born with, we developed it, and still do. And the experiences we have in our everyday life shape us. Every memory holds something precious within it. There's a reason we remember things because at some point of our lives they changed us in ways we didn't think of. So, what would i have been without these memories and these experiences? An alien to the society, a new born who would've had no idea how this world operates.
AND AFTER ALL THIS COULD I STILL BE ME? NO.
Or maybe yes, but the same version over and over again? Definitely no.
Our surroundings affect us. What are these so called memories? The moments we once lived, right? So even if i forget, my subconscious already knows that it has changed me in certain ways.
So in the end, I'm nothing but all these moments that i have lived in my life. Good or bad, it doesnt matter, but each one of them have shaped me differently. I would want to be the original version of myself, which somewhere still is hiding inside my heart, but would my mind allow me to do so? No, i don't think so. //In between the conversations// —Rajnandani Rathore
| Two Faced |
I'm not suicidal
But that doesn't mean
everyday isnt a struggle
I wake up feeling as if I don't belong in this world
I brace for the impact of fear as my feet hit the ground
ducking and dodging hate
Not hate that ive created
just the hate of the world
No one is safe
You're too pretty
You're too skinny
you're not thick enough
You're not black enough
you're too white
You're not heartless enough
you love too much
You're not perfect and it just goes on and on and on
I don’t believe there’s an end
My heart hurts being here
But each day I decide to stay
Not for me
For my daughter
I stopped believing that hell could be worst than this a long time ago
I try my best to be a good person
Just by being who I am and it’s wrong
There’s no place in heaven for a soul like mine
I love everyone don’t you get it
Girl,boy, boy girl, girl boy, them
Shit, I even love aliens
Lie, cheat, steal, harm
you're going to heaven just ask for redemption
Oh excuse ma'am, are you ok?
Why are you such a negative Nancy?
What the fuck do you want from me, world
But I decide to stay
I envy those who weren't afraid to leave this world
I pity those who weren't strong enough to fight for their lives
What the fuck do you want from the world, Marisha
So everyday I pray that the hate in the world will not break me
I just keep telling myself if you have to wear a mask, bitch you better wear it well #naydean
Why are you single? I have to cover my mouth when answering this question. It's the only way to contain the sea of words threatening to spill out. If I’ve learnt anything observing human curiosity it’s that people unknowingly want simple answers to simple questions; and my mind is a rainbow of stitched complexities and colourful contradictions that prove difficult to explain.// But I owe it to myself to try.// The world may mistake me as fastidious but I simply find no comfort in meaningless relationships. I prefer sitting in silence with a person to shallow interaction. Engaging in small talk feels like a million leeches latching onto my body, steadily draining me of my life force. But place me with someone I hold dear and they'll soften my tongue and I'll fight to contain the light seeping out my pores. // I haven’t always been this way. I am nothing more than the result of grief. When you lose precious years of your life to lovers who did not value you the self-reflection process rewires your insides. Pain arrests your soul, holding you ransom until you’ve learnt all it requires. I exhale clarity these days- I know, I know, I know.
I know who is worthy of my time now. I know. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
I used to wonder why I was so crippled by endings, why I resisted goodbyes and clung to stale hope until I truly understood the nature of humans. We are eternal beings. We were never made for endings. Significant to the journey of mortality is finding a hand to hold throughout the eternities beyond this life. Just because people reach for a hand I’ve long surrendered to the wind doesn’t mean I’ve sworn off love. // I will give my whole self again one day but until time allows I’ve found peace in the absoluteness of solitude. It will take someone whose presence fills me with a love greater than my own to cause me to reach for a hand. A man whose intentions mirror my unspoken- I know, I know, I know. // I know who is worthy of my time now. I know. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Why am I single? Because I'm a girl whose pen holds an infinite stream of ardent desire and I do not intend on writing another love story that ends.
It's been a year since I started writing on this page.
These months have flown by so quickly, I didn't realise we'd crossed a milestone, until now.
Thank you to each and everyone of you.
Your likes and comments make everything worthwhile.
Special thanks to @shambhavi21117 for being a darling, and A BIG thank you to @its_ic83 for this absolutely wonderful, wonderful display picture. There aren't enough words for how much I appreciate this.