Rachel Dyer
Rachel Dyer
2 days ago

I fell in love today.
With a man I'd never met.
He had a power over me, what can I say?
Oh, he's a hero, don't you fret.
He is tall, and witty, and debonaire.
He saved me from the bandits with his flashing swordplay.
All the while the sun glinting on his hair.
Then he took me back to his castle on page 109.
When he crowned me there was so much applause the walls shook!
I cannot wait to see what happens on the next line,
because my lover and I are one on the pages of this book.
One of the many realities I have escaped to in my time.
Reading, a pleasant distraction that cultivates ones mind.
It is so deliciously good, pleasure at its prime.
The characters I've met have taught me how to love and hate, how to be cruel and to be kind.
I have won battles, and lost friends.
I have made love with Vikings, and danced with mermaids.
And it almost always makes me weep when a book ends.
Then it's back to the bookstore on one of my story raids.
I can't wait to slip between the pages.
The ink to my mind like silk to my skin.
There I will meet heroines, criminals, and sages.
Between each set of covers a new life will begin.
Flip the pages and inhale the drug.
the fine biblichor that sends my head spinning.
A fine way at the end of the day to unplug.
A new book, the best way to get me grinning.

Iris Blanche
Iris Blanche
6 days ago

Well, daylight passed
and the dark surrounds
And I was feelin' like a child
when I disappeared down  

into the rabbit’s hole
who will go here unnamed
I was looking for something peculiar
A tea party for the verifiably insane

I’ll begin at the beginning
Dreaming as the days go by
and when the world comes to an end
In Wonderland I lie
In Wonderland I lie


On that dewey may morning
as I was watching roses painted red
The  Queen of Hearts yelled
with force, off with their heads

Well if all is fair in love and war
then I don't know what we are fighting for
So, I’ll begin at the beginning
Dreaming as the days go by
and when the world comes to an end
In Wonderland I lie
In Wonderland I lie

Nighttime passes
and the lightness shines
unapologetically slow
held prisoner by the sands of time

I came out the rabbit hole
to a world left unchanged
I was looking for something familiar
a fallacy the same  

Well if all is fair in love and war
then I don't know what we are fighting for

So, I’ll begin at the beginning
Dreaming as the days go by
and when the world comes to an end
In Wonderland I lie
In Wonderland I lie

The stars are shining on the lake and
Your eyes are glistening along with them;
The first night I knew I loved you,
Where our story truly began.
In your eyes I can see all the memories,
Every adventure we've conquered together
Since that night on the lakes.
Each day brings something new to us.
We've worked together to get to where we are,
To experience what we have,
A million moments better captured in photos than words.
When you laugh, I can't help but smile, knowing
That your laughter will make every moment even better.
I cannot wait to see everything life has in store for us,
And to continue making our memories.
I cannot imagine this life without you;
Thank you for being my adventure.


Wondering and confused with the future,
You travel along the boulevard of life…
With friends and foes running parallel to you,
Like the lighted pillars on the grand promenade!

Having learnt the good and the bad,
You have stepped into this 16th year…
Ready to embrace the forthcoming adventures,
With all confidence and stalwartness!

Sweet 16 you are, and
Sweet 16 you will ever be,
And here, starts your actual journey,
To conquer your dauntless dreams!

I wish you a sweet 16,
A sweet 16, you’ll never be again,
So long, have a Sweet 16…
Until I write again!

Vaibhav Adi
(Light of Love)

#love   #life   #adventure   #dreams   #nature   #of   #light   #ode   #sweet16  

Her spirit of adventure
Spurred her on.
She was an island of fire.

She strode,
Purposeful and strong.
Once a learned gait,
Became her trademark.

She was admired,
She was desired,
She raised her head high.
While her supine neck,
Kept a level head
On her shoulders.

Concerned with
The care of others
But unencumbered with
The trivialities of
Romantic love.

A strong woman,
My formidable mother.

#love   #adventure   #mother   #woman   #strong   #role   #model   #amire  

Many! The ones are straggling out
Stand by their ground to shout
As they are frozen by doubt
The silence speaks aloud

Many! The ones are seeking for a lore
Guidance to propel them to a shore
A quest for a hidden door
A quest for a long-lost oar

The dazzle of the sun, yet warming
The shadowy stars, yet mesmerizing
The crescent moon, it's moaning
The ones fall asleep, humbled and dreaming

Why are we here?
Conjoined and broken.

This piece of mine's dedicated for my 3 best friends, whom I've known for such quite of time. Now the time has come, each of us will have to face our own path. The big question came to all of our heads when we just separated, why are we here?
Tamal Kundu
Tamal Kundu
Dec 28, 2016

I can't deny the allure of stability.

A red-brick house with a front porch and wooden pickets,
A mango tree with summer-drooping branches,
A spice garden in pitchers and pots.
The long corridor that runs to the living room,
The stairs lead up to the worldly roof.
Chiming winds curl the curtains on the windows,
Darkness recedes from south to north.
Where Your steps will echo in the rhythm of rain,
And where I'll be, drenched in your scent,
Reciting Tagore.

What a life it'll be!
You, me and eternity.

I want it all and I want the road,
Sunsets, gasoline and upcoming bends.
My greed has never known bounds,
My hubris to get to you and get away.

Form: Free Verse
'Sansar' microcosmically means family, and in broader sense it denotes the physical world.
Dec 27, 2016

I am a storm.
I will rip you apart
Yet leave you wanting more.

I am a tornado
Brining you into my vortex
Spitting you out with a spinning head,
And tattered body.

I am a tsunami
Spilling past the shore line,
And leaving chaos in my wake.

I am a lingering soul
Wandering past you without seeing
Begging for a greater freedom.

I am a sly fox.
Slipping in and out of your fingers,
Ready to wander this world alone.
-ALC December 27, 2016

Dec 24, 2016

Something about rain thrills me,
Chills me,
Makes me shiver to the core.
Sends pure ecstasy through my veins.

Something about a storm excites me,
Ignites in me,
A sense of wanting more.
Begging for an adventure to begin.

Something about the sounds calms me,
Yet alarms me.
Makes me want to race through the storm,
Laughing as I jump into its games.

Something about the smell
Portrays in me,
A delicate being,
Waiting to be born.
-ALC December 23, 2016

Eunice Tung
Eunice Tung
Dec 24, 2016

Just fall, continue falling and then fall some more. Diving into the unknown and being engulfed in darkness is such a dream of mine that I am afraid to tell another soul. Oh, soul. I forgot the majority of the human race has no soul, not to mention spontaneity. That is why this is such a fatal decision to mum. But to me, it is an adventure, an orgasm, it is me.

I am going to be raw for a second. Imagine, just fucking imagine - touching a piece of paper for the very first time. Your curious fingers rubbing on the virginity of vulnerability. Oh how you want to crush it, smash it, split it! Yet, you nurture it because you want to save this disruption of innocence for later - when your inner savage comes horny.

This is not exactly what I intend to talk about. But what you understand, you understand.

Taking pride in my rebellious nature, I shall embark on a trip to Cambodia with no return. (Ticket booked and nothing planned.) Not only did I not consult any of my friends but I also did not ask my parents for their permission. (I decided it is a once-in-a-lifetime experience and I have to do this for myself.) To set foot on this untouched land of lustful beasts and savour savagery one last time.

My alone 2-week stay in Cambodia will mark the transition of me from a G. to an L.. I will be the first person to notice that and the people there will decide if they want to keep me alive. I am totally putting my life because danger. Oh danger. Such a juicy word huh. I do not mind dying young anyway. In fact I have considered taking control of my death for a few times now since I desire to take my life on my own terms. Oh we are a little off. The transition. I want to bury all of it there. The unwanted touch and all the guilt and pain it has caused ever since. I want to leave everything there and kiss them goodbye. The damage will always be there but thank you for the pain and thank you for killing "me" because now, I know how to properly torture myself so as to escalate the pain - take a deep breath and let it go. It is the cruelest thing I will have ever done to myself.

To simply take a deep breath, and let it go.

My deepest darkest secret has left me in pain for so many years.  Thank you for reading. Really appreciate it.
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