Bold & Wild…

no storms were bold enough no waves as wild as this hundred-year old heart and this five-year old mind   How do you like my new micropoetry format? Like it? No? Do share your thoughts below. Follow @themusingquill on Instagram for more poetry. I await you there. 🙂 ~~~~~ Asha Seth

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Battle

the heart's behind bars and caged up is the mind yet the fiercest battles are theirs you will find ~~~~~ Written for the prompt #battle on Instagram. If you too are on Instagram, you can find it here. ~~~~~ Asha Seth  

Remnant

Never knew what hate was it was my love for you that introduced me to it a love that so completed me is slowly poisoning my mind, heart and soul ♥ Hate is the air around me the roads I trudge the sleepless nights with the ashes of your memories blackening my mind ♥ Hate is my... Continue Reading →

Long Lost

little things like secrets, like stories are bearers of poignant memories of sobs and smiles long lost  in the sands of time ♥ little things like secrets, like stories they make home and stay forever in some forgotten corner of the mind waiting to be sought and celebrated like those broken toys now left untouched, uncared in some unattended, undisturbed corner  in the attic gathering dust and what not... Continue Reading →

Thoughts

Words escape my mind, but thoughts never leave. Caught in a whirlwind, this is what perplexes me... What happens when you miss someone? Do they miss you too? What happens when your heart misses a beat? Does it get passed on to someone somewhere Needing it to live? What happens when we blink our eyes? The things we miss... Continue Reading →

Looking for Answers

What do you do when you seem to be fighting for peace Every single day? To be heard, to be understood. Things running out of hands all the time. But what do you do if not wait and watch them slip from between the gaps in your fingers. Every turn you take seems to be... Continue Reading →

Mindless Musings

You crave for something for only so long, and then you begin convincing yourself. That certain blanks will remain unfilled forever, certain meanings undeciphered forever, some questions will forever seek answers and gradually, you lose hope, there’s no more faith left, no right or wrong. Just you and your mindless musings, for days, for years,... Continue Reading →

Rainy Nights, Damp Thoughts, & more…

It's eleven pm in the night while I sit looking out my window, out in the dark hazy night while it's pouring with an amazing intensity rendering an authentic view. The beauty of the night soothes my tired eyes while I watch the leaves of trees gently sway with the swift winds as though its... Continue Reading →

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