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The main purpose of the consciousness behind any act of creation is the desire to share, seeking an emotional bonding with the appreciator! 

The greatness of an artist or a writer does not depend on what he has in common with other artists and writers, but on what he has peculiar to herself! How can I express my happiness in mere words while walking through all these emotionally connected pages?!  I felt like... I want to make a garland to adorn these artists, started plucking stars from the moonlit night's bright sky from my window to make it, embedded with a few cherishing smiles as the colorful flowers there, but ... but, from where I'll get that sweet fragrance? Here I got, the friendly quivers are providing that sweet scent, without the thread how can I make a garland, stand still amidst a heap of happiness, now I got the idea, the breath is providing that neverending thread .... wait... wait a minute, let me run from page to page to count my treasure,Oops, I lost myself somewhere in this ecstasy!! 

Happy, really very happy for this treasure trove Billicat. For the first time, we are interacting here.🤗 Great Idea.👏

OMG Madz I am so happy to see you

Would love to read your creations my dear❤️

🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗🤗

I was surprised while reading your heart-stirring poem ' Curse Of Beauty" why the screen is glistening so bright and all of a sudden become hazy? Just now realized, tears are flowing with a pale smile on my lips! 

As Alexia rightly mentioned, your poetry is amazing.🤗

At present, feeling like a kid in a very big bookstall, peeping into every page to know more and more regarding art and literature, hidden till now behind those beaming thoughts of these precious gems of our IF.⭐️

Thank you Alexia, my dear poetess,🤗how nice meeting you in this ever-flourishing Spring garden!!

Double 

Wow I love this, 

I love(ed) writing,  then life happened....  With this changing IF format I hope to do something. 

I love writing Romcoms and dark stuff without star-crossed lovers and proses. 

Here I present one of my darkest proses,  

Disclaimer - you may like or not like, your choice but no negative criticising,  I've had enough for this one😆

Apetalous!

Sitting in the dark, I hug my knees...
Acting oblivious to it's presence but it knows it's a pretense!
"Just once... be brave and it will be over!" the black smoke whispers
Irresistible is its voice
Blowing slowly in my ears to seduce me into agreement.
With the sweetest entice powerful enough to lure the dead!.
 "Don't be coward, this time slice the main pulse!"
It again says in a whisper, making me look at it
Giant as a Ferris wheel it smirks as a monster!
I look down muffled at my earlier tries
Looking down at my wrists trying to make a decision which one this time!
No peace in mind, No peace in heart.
The sweet intelligent me was no one to be spared a glance!
I hear the demons screaming in my head, encouraging me to let them free!
"Just be brave and it will be over"
I say taking up an improvised knife
About to embrace the dark, but I see their face!
I see them scream, I see them in pain!
Making all my resolve all the sudden break!
I need my family, but I feel alone!
Making me nothing but a freaking looser!
I hear a sob, I hear a cry,
Later only to realize it was my!
I start to scream with no sound out of my mouth,
No one to make it fine, no one to claim as mine.
"Please take me out of this hell!"
Feeling so scared, my soul shattered in despair...
With darkness surrounding, I see the abyss
"Try again, I will take you away!"
The smoke of death encourages again
"Screw everyone, get lost!" I yell at it
It fades spiting at me calling me a coward...
I walk back to look at the blades
Thinking about which one to take...
I don't care what you think, but try not to get me wrong!
I have shooed away the death but that's not all...
I feel numb, I feel nothing!
Nothing left in me to hold on my spine.
I pick up a blade sharper than a butter knife...
And...
My eyes close in bliss...
My fists clench and blood oozed out more!
From the place far away from the life vein...
I smile that of content...
Just to relish the thing that I can feel something more...

PS-I'm healthy as a horse and not depressed,  this was just figment of imagination 😎

I have something there to write but in hindi, hope you people understand the words

                          What is love 

Never my soul know

What love is

It is not a journey which

Has its own destination

It's a process of exploration

Of thoughts of heart

It's a process of exploration of

Eternal Feeling or emotion

Made by eternal bondless

Mighty god.

It's not a phenomenon

Just a part of deepness

Of heart, of soul

Of thirsting body.

I am just a victim

Of love

Its evidence is my heart

Who is beating for someone

Unknowingly

My breathes who just passing

For our togetherness

Judgement is only mine

Judge only my heart

Who declared with all

Solitude that it is

Falling for you

Every tune of my heart

Synchronised with your hypnotism

Of magic and divine love .

By Neera 

@Alexia 

Thanks. I found a great platform to write my poetries in IF  . I am happy for it. Yes I am 16 only. 😊

@visvasruthi 

Your words made my day dear. Nothing to say. I am feeling better 😊