Our Planet Has Finished Another Lap Round The Sun And While It Did, Billions Of Stories Occurred Through

Our planet has finished another lap round the sun and while it did, billions of stories occurred through our experiences and actions.

As we live through them, walk, run, fall and fly, I wish you all a happy new year.

I hope you usher in 2022 with the ever relentless hope and have a great year 🌌 ✨

Run Down The Hill

Sweet tinge of petrichor from the freshly mown grass

Our shoes squelching the wet mud as we run

We run down the hill, not a care in the world

Wind whipping the face, a fresh cut feeling

Your laughter and my cloistered joy heavy in the air

In the moment, we get lost, lost like lights in the starry sky

We run down the hill, not a care in the world

Hearts beating fast like the beat to our music

Hyaline handcuffs melting away in the bright sun

Days spent like they’re halcyon in ages to come

We run down the hill, not a care in the world

Dreaming the wildest dreams, looking at the sky for limit

Asks Open

Hello all!

Hope you are doing well.

Of late, I've been looking for some strong inspiration to write. I've found that writing requests and asks have been extremely motivating for me to keep writing poems and posting them.

So, I'm open for prompts and writing requests, which I would really appreciate.

Asks and DMs are open. Thank you!

Much love,

The Creaky Writer

Go take over and flourish, good woman. Happy Women's Day ♀

A Melancholy Ache

This small corner of the world

Giving me a chance to step into an another

That's all I've ever wanted

And yet this melancholy ache I feel

All these friends have moved on

And I'm still behind trying to reach the cliff

Will the cliff be my flight or fall?

The questions keep me awake and fragile

And the expectations pull me into a slumber

Didn't see it coming, loved where it was going

Those doors I never had the key for were unlocked

How do I close them back now that you took away the key when you left?

I am a rock in most weathers, for me and everyone else

But there comes once in a season shift and I fall apart albeit for a moment

In that vulnerability lies what I wish to conquer

A chance to step into another world, for better or for worse

I want to find out

More Than Meets The Eye

There is so much more than what meets the eye

One runs when they’ve learnt to fall

One smiles when they’ve learnt to cry

Yet, there is so much about triumph that beguiles the folks

That which shades your struggle 

As do the tallest of oaks

The darkling of the day and the rising of the sun

Every time, all the time

Are but the vestiges of a reminder that could evade none

That every ounce of light

Was born from taunting darkness

That every trouble gives an opportunity to harness

And know that the most dazzling glory

Is found relished by the bravest of hearts

And every struggling person in the story

Concludes with the brightest of sparks