Scribble Express.

What good does this crimson do? When this heart lacks to feel. What beauty does this odour fill in? When this ticker is full of void. The thorns now grin bigger and bigger, Each time the eyes see them they get tingled and prickled. Each time the void decides to load up, The vines set already, Pull the sinker for the world to shrink out of the bosom. Now the ticker is set on mode fearsome, Fear of being itchy to the muscles and bones, Fear of entering to humanly zones, The biggest fear to face the faces of these demonic clones. Even if now the crimson melts down to blood, Or hounds my void fierce, Won't affect it any, As it is already blocked. Blocked by stagnant rotten emotions, Duelling with constant betrayal rotations, Darker than night that place has become, Blocked by scattered pieces of trust and devotion. Ointments can never make this nice, And now, words won't suffice. A broken flower is always a twig which is crushed, Fo...

There is always A story behind The Story, There is always A painting behind The Painting, There is always A song behind The Song, There is always A tale behind The Tale, There is always A wish behind The Wish, There is always A wound behind The Wound, There is always A pain behind The Pain, There is always An eye behind The Eye, There is always A hope behind The Hope, There is always A lyrics behind The Lyrics, There is always A solitude behind The Solitude, There is always A silence behind The Silence, There is always A you behind The You. There is always A star behind The Star.  *All love and one* ~Akankshya Das (Scribbler)! 🌸

*YES WE BLEED* ~Akankshya Das. ⛑ Dear Periods, I know not how to thank you more, Thank you for entering my bag of bones. The moment you came to me, I knew I was someday a mother to be. Just like my mother had your gift as my sister and I, And her mother having her, Then a legacy going by. Yes, you are precious! Every woman -- the most defined feature of the universe, has your touch, While growing up It's like a chain - Goes on and on, Though gives pain, Is yet a bliss to entertain. I do bleed, And someday my daughter will, That's what our body does. Trust me, there's no need of making it a fuss or to whisper, It's a thing where you should be pampered. People, call it unnamed in public, Taboos you know! With taboos come myths unpleasant, Some, not to sleep on bed, Some not to touch the loaf of bread, Some not to touch the God under the shade. Some not to touch the pickle jars, To have it not rotten and by keeping it hidden, To prevent it ...

From the moment I knew that I was a girl, I realized my life not being easy at all. I knew there will be cuts, I knew there will be fights, Fights to struggle and survive, Fights to stand for the rights. I knew my body would have flaws, I knew my body would be craved for, I knew I would bleed each month with pain, I knew I would have a soft heart to be strained. I knew that I would be pleased with ease and honesty, I knew that I would have to be faithful towards family study. I knew that there will be a boundary around, I knew I would have to work double the ass to make self proud. I knew I would be judged by others' airy words, I knew people will influence me to like guys who are "studs". I knew that my opinion would matter a little less, But none of you know that this body is my bless. A bless of beautiful smile  A bless of strength, A bless of fortune, A bless of prosperity, A bless for giving life, A bless for happiness soon, An epitome of...

People say, "Silence is Golden", But I now choose the silver, the Speech. Lao Tzu quotes, "Silence is a source of great strength", But now I choose it to break, Break apart -- away and fade. Kept I Silence hugged to my breast, But away it kept taking my breath. Said Pythagoras once, " A fool is known by his speech and wise man by silence ", Take me to be a fool then, Because silence for me was slow poison, Silence for me was internal destruction. There was a time when there was brief Silence -- inside out, It was mind that was numb, And my emotions frozen. It was always quiet and chained, Now it screams to be free from lumps, Wants to be flying even if it's turning to silver from golden, the value. " When a man goes silent on his ways and plans, you must ponder ", they say. But this quietness now makes me feel like I have been self betrayed, By ME! "Keep shush!  No one must hear you", said my silence. But into a ...

Definition of Beauty? What is the definition of "B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L"?👼 People say "She is beautiful "! How is that judged? How is that declared? By the masks of make up or the layers of fake skin? By the traces of fairness and being fair? By the perks of soft touch and baby soft skin? Or by the length of the outfit and skin seen? How is "B-E-A-U-T-Y" even marked? By the "Fair N Lovely" company? By the "Hide-In Wrinkles" cream? Or by the "Treat your Skin" surgeries? When is "P-R-E-T-T-Y" a compliment? When you wear the most wonder OOTD? When you have zillions of mass behind you? When you have people flaunting their SM sites with your snaps? Or is it made! By the number of faces that smiled and still smile because of you? Is it complimented by the pimples that make your face even cuter? Or the black heads that make you differently attractive? Or is it "IN-BORN"! Flaws that made the ...

Half Gentlemen Not Beasts. We are dressed in a long coat and a noble pointed hat so tall, Boots some 48$ and With every branded outfits possible. Who are we? We are the half gentlemen not beasts. We belong to those respected societies, Where masks are our true identity. We have our own grooves, We are smooth in all our shitty crimes, But,  But tagging us demons? Are you? You bloody rascals! Knock off!  Because we are half gentlemen not beasts. We have all the civil rights, We have all the equality of opportunity, It is just our psyche that doesn't stop our hands, Hands from snatching some dupattas from her shoulder, From having her feel our nasty touch which she always denied. But, But we are half gentlemen not beasts. We can beat her, We can yell! We can rape, We can pound!  We can ask her to put her self esteem away aloof aside, We can buy her for hours to quench our thirst  But, but you can't punish us, We are respectable, Because...