Colloquial Wordsmiths

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“We fill the paper with the breathing of our heart.”

The wordsmiths here, don’t write to put pretty words on the paper.We write to share a part of souls with others. Half of the world is composed by people who have something to say , and the other half, who has nothing to say and just keep on saying it. We are writers perhaps because we are not talkers. We don’t try to write what people say or want to say. Because, we write silence (which says it all). Our whole life we try to tell the world what we want to, but are not capable enough. But we won’t wait for people to listen to us because we know — sometimes only paper will listen to you .


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LATEST ARTICLES ( 48 )

  • Twice to Thrice

    Is this what I deserve? Is this what I’ll get? A broken heart served, and my happiness shed; This time I put my hopes to real great heights, but angels are not... Read more

    Posted on 06 March 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Photograph

    I sit around a corner holding a photograph in my hand. Half way torn picture remember, next to me you stand. a a Hands were held together but memories flushed... Read more

    Posted on 24 February 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Wishes

    I wish, certain destination would be better than just landing over a rectangular wooden block with sleepwell mattress over it. I wish certain action would be... Read more

    Posted on 13 February 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Shortest Love

    They saw each other, on every social media platform everyday. The stories were viewed, profiles were stalked. The likes were shared, and the comments were... Read more

    Posted on 10 February 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Love – Fire & Ice

    First time when they met, they had a fight. Anguish of girl,pierced his eyes. She was the fire and he was the ice. a a She was flamboyant! But kept it low. He... Read more

    Posted on 07 February 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • United We Stand

    When I was small, the stories were told to me. Stories of fairies and angels, everywhere,everything so good to see. a a I never knew that, I was being mocked. Read more

    Posted on 05 February 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Love for You

    Love is not being with her, walking on a long path. With her hands in your hand, and feeling them in your heart. a a Love is not putting her hair curls, back... Read more

    Posted on 02 February 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Shackles of Time

    Shackles Time

    Locked in shackles of time, Victim of all Love’s crime, Lost to this fake sugar chime, Death has taken me into this rhyme. Why did the great authors write such... Read more

    Posted on 31 January 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Take Me Down

    , to the land of awakens. Where the people live, and don’t die. a a Where the morals are no left, and the sensitivity is felt. The land of angels and God,... Read more

    Posted on 25 January 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Journey

    The journey I began, From my native land. Working for the betterment, As much as I can. aaaaaaa Getting up every day to try something new, People out there... Read more

    Posted on 23 January 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Reasons

    Love gives you reason to live, were they right? You left me, and I was in tears, will they say in spite? Your eyes were that I loved the most, and you loved... Read more

    Posted on 21 January 2018 ART & DESIGN
  • Want You Back

    Want Back

    I wish I knew I was going to see you Tomorrow. But I know I’m not. And the thought Makes both my eyes swim In tears Until all I can see Is your face in my... Read more

    Posted on 15 May 2017 ART & DESIGN
  • Depression

    Seconds ago, I was in my room Seconds ago, I was looking at the ceiling But now I feel lost I forget where I am The cracks on the ceiling blurred And my ears... Read more

    Posted on 14 May 2017 ART & DESIGN
  • Passion-#ST3

    Passion-#ST3

    She picked up her books, instead of her guitar. And once again, education triumphed over passion.                   -Aashika S. Read more

    Posted on 10 May 2017 ART & DESIGN
  • Before Walking Identify the Path, Oh Trodder !

    Before Walking Identify Path, Trodder

    Before walking identify the path, oh trodder! It’s story has not been printed in any of the books, Too, we do not get to know of it from other crooks. Read more

    Posted on 09 May 2017 ART & DESIGN
  • Fight-#ST2

    Fight-#ST2

    A thousand miles between us A thousand word unsaid Here I’m to fight The battle of heart and head. -the_indigo_skyy Pic Credit :- Amber Read more

    Posted on 09 May 2017 ART & DESIGN
  • Solace – #ST1

    Solace #ST1

    In spite of knowing that I’ll drown, I keep on paddling in the same waters. Maybe I’m too weak to try, Maybe my pain has become my solace. Read more

    Posted on 07 May 2017 ART & DESIGN
  • Manifestation

    Manifestation

    We’re a crew here. We’re blue jumpsuits in the monochrome dress code. They’ve got secret piercings of perspectives running against their belly-buttons and out,... Read more

    Posted on 26 April 2017 ART & DESIGN
  • Hostage

    Hostage

    Get closer to me When all this smoke Of angels and winter Embrace us, Embrace me for today, I’m crumbling Like a worthless poem In rude hands. Read more

    Posted on 24 April 2017 ART & DESIGN
  • Irony

    Irony

    There is happy woven on a sweater  Veiling a chest, blue, with disgust; Only if the euphoria hid in my cold hair. Pathetic poetry and shaking hands are good... Read more

    Posted on 20 April 2017 ART & DESIGN