Baaliga

Writing is my haven. My mind is my pen. I love to write and I love to read. Cheers to a lifelong of filling the void in the hearts of the world!💕

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Baaliga

Writing is my haven. My mind is my pen. I love to write and I love to read. Cheers to a lifelong of filling the void in the hearts of the world!💕

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Crimson Rainbow

Baaliga

1 min read

She’s white

Like the beauty of a dandelion

She’s black

Like the shades of a horror

She’s gold

Like the mesmerizing view of a sunset

She’s green

Like the salad-y sight of a vomit

She’s blue

Like the warmth of the sky

She’s gray

Like the fades of a dead leaf

She’s brown

Like the earthy skin of worms

She’s Red

Like the sight of a fresh wound

She’s Rainbow

Like the vibrancy of love

She’s Crimso...

Poetry

Mystery

Alone

Baaliga

1 min read

Talk about a bobbly face. Peaceful. Cheerful

Like a humming baby

In light,

We are colorful butterflies

We are free. We fly

Our faces radiates. Wonderfully facaded

We grin from ear to ear

Like a bird released from its cage

We fly, bounce, and roll

Yet, life happens in the dark

The inescapable reality

We cower in the corner

A tiny place we could ever catch a breath

Legs crossed, heads bent, bo...

Poetry

Your Silence

Baaliga

1 min read

Your words wound me deeply,

But your silence hurts even more

I stared at your reflection

When you said ‘whatever’

Darling, I’d never forget those words

They lingered behind

Like the sweet-sour taste of a citrus

But I’d always have you as breakfast

I love Citrus

I love Pineapple

I always knew, I’ll fight for you

I text you at 3am, but you never reply

I text you at 4am

At 5am…At every am and...

Poetry

By Dawn

Baaliga

1 min read

In the darkness of the night we cried

Cornered in the room damaged

The darkness hid our tears

Our bodies hid our soulless hearts

We were messed

Our eyes strained

Our faces crunched

Our bodies shivered

We were damaged

Utterly ruined

We cried

We needed a respite

Then there was light

We let it sink in our souls

Brightening our hearts

And lifting our souls

Our eyes gleamed

Our faces jumped

Ou...

A Gorgeous Moth

Baaliga

1 min read

No, I am not a butterfly

I am a moth

They made me aware

I am a moth

She was also made aware

She is a butterfly

They scowled when I flew toward them

Appalled by my presence

And grinned

When she flew towards them

Drawn to her presence

She was vibrant and colorful

I was dull and colorless

I concealed

During the day

Went out at night

Blending with the darkness

Assuage

They retracted at my...

Almost Lover

Baaliga

1 min read

Your beauty

Bewildered me

Your intelligence

Bewitched me

Your smell

Hypnotized me

I wished you

Were mine

Yet you pass by me

Oblivious to my existence

I watched how

You walked

So captivating

I watched you

Everyday

Till my feelings faded

Then you noticed me

But you were late

I got the most handsome

Gentleman

A Greek god

He walks in beauty

Legs in composure

A beautiful soul

I adore and che...

A Partial Survival

Baaliga

1 min read

That smile

Contradicts

The palpable pain within

An ignored conflict

The fire surged

Burning inside

The stomach

The lips form

Into an incomprehensible smile

A facade undenied

The pain aroused

To the throat

The eyes moisturized

Yet dry

The facade stronger

Undenied

The face glitters

The heart dims

A palpable pain

Concealed

The external survives

The internal burns

A burning unquenched

Till ...

That Hope

Baaliga

1 min read

The heart screeched

Body forlorn

Piercing feelings

Doleful emotions

I was drowning

Legs chained

Hands tied

Nose masked

Eyes glued

I wept

Silently

Slowly dying

Heart stoned

The disease of

Yearning expectations

There was an ear

But hail to perfidy

I swallowed

The introverted power

I looked above

A creation imperial

The sun

During the day

The moon

The stars

At night

Balanced

And timed

...

Bewildered Love

Baaliga

1 min read

Sometimes I feel hallucinated

Sometimes I feel addicted

Sometimes I feel trifled

Sometimes I feel intoxicated

I’m haze and daze

My heart ablaze

Emotions diverge

Thoughts submerge

The uncertainty axiomatic

The certainty palpable

In light, explicit

In darkness, vague

Love is the lie that keeps us alive...

The Vanilla Child

Baaliga

1 min read

Oblivious to whatever he does

He lives a carefree life

Dancing to whatever music he comes across

Throwing up whatever nonsense he eats

Drumming at wherever he pleases

Easing himself on the bed

Damaging the golden and the silvery

He is the vanilla child!...