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Don't tell him this.
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Its... It's hard to explain what exactly is happening. My world has turned all pitch black, depressing blue and lonesome grey. You want to know what is it like ?
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It's like the memories that cascades through your eyes when you cry yourself to sleep. It's like those unlucky clouds that thunder heavily but are never allowed to pour down. It's like this wired twilight that leaves you all lazy and red-eyed. It's like the colour of my heart when he tells me how much pain I've caused him.
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Black, blue and grey.
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This world's funny isn't it ? You're supposed to be dead with pain but you're not supposed to break.
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Sir, thank you for taking the time to listen to my pointless dramas, for counseling me, because nobody does. And hey! I think that is what I needed. I think I know what I want to do.
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I just don't want to feel;
Because every time I feel,
I feel pain.
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Don't tell him this, okay ? ~c.a

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I whisper her name in her ear, loving the way her lips curls up into a smile. I pull her towards me and plant a kiss on her forehead.

And she smiles. Silently.

I've always fascinated about the way she does it. Like, she does it and she does it not. "I love you" I hear myself saying before I know. "Why ?" She asks teasingly. I always threw complex replies to her at this question. But this night, it's different. No more complexities. "Because, you remind me of the moon. Because, you have even more scars than the moon and I find them beautiful. And because" I look at her face; which had penumbra because of the moon above, "you wear this moonlight better on your skin." That, made her smile. The 'I mean it' one. The promising, the forever one.

And still, still there is nothing about that night that doesn't makes me cry.
~c.a

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MOST RECENT

We had parted ways in April.

I stood at the end of the roadside; you at the other. The agonizing summer heat was burning our skin and so our blood. It was a tough time; an insufferable decision. You wanted to be left alone.

And so I did.

In March, we were talking whole night on the phone. Laughing, crying and laughing again. We were witnessing the rawest form of self happiness. Us.

We talked about life and discussed our ideas about its origin. We talked about our dreams and discussed our future; combined.

Our February was filled with short staccato bursts of telephonic conversations. We asked each other about our days too often back then.

We had kissed in January. Your lips tasted of everything I ever dreamt of. An ocean; filled with stardust.

December was as magical and unbelievable as finally getting your Hogwarts letter.

November. Cold hands. Warm hugs. Lonely roads. Long overcoats. Foggy glasses. Stolen glances.

Four months we spent knowing each other and let time pass by. October,  September, August, and July.

We say June is where ‘we’ started but I think it was May.

We met in May. I got lost in you in May. I held your hand for the first time in May. I Smiled from my eyes in May.

Remember that May is important to me. It was the month in which I forgot a whole era of pain. It was the month in which I realised I was beautiful. It was the month in which I found you, the one who called me beautiful.

The sun shone that day after ten days of grey cloudy skies that threatened of storm. I thought that the sun would always shine. What I didn’t know was storms always come back, even if the sun shoos them away.

And so it did.

It was April.

But today, it is July. We are what we were from April to May. In reverse.  There are storms today too. But none strong enough to take you away from me – as long as you’re holding my hand.

I didn’t mention the month you came back right? It’s because you didn’t ever leave since you came. Since May.

You asked me what’s eternity.

And so I did. ~c.a

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So this is my first and the most awaited collaboration with my favorite Smriti Choudhary ( @yrahduohc.itirms ). Let us know what do you think of it. .

Thankyou, Smriti for working with me. ❤
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P.S. Follow her poetry account : @_liquid_imagination_
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We are going through these roads again. We're going to love again.
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This is how I'm going to love you. Again.
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I'm going to love you with everything I have. Until I shatter and you sparkle. You should know this. When I love, I love hard. I might lose myself along the way, just as I did once but I won't mind it.
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Because when it comes to love, everything else becomes irrelevant.
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You should be prepared for this. I'm constantly going to tell you how much I love your ocean deep eyes, your perfectly not-so-pointed nose or your ravishingly attractive lips. I'll be complementing you about your features whom you probably hate about yourself ; until you learn to love them.
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Because love is glorifying the areas that can't shine.
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You should be assured of this. Some days, I won't be dancing and laughing all day. Some days, I won't be texting you 'I love you's every hour. Some days, I won't even call first. These days, my light would be dim and I'll pull up a fight for no reason. These days, you just need to give me a five minutes hug till I almost sleep on my favorite place. These days, you just need to kiss all the darkness out of me ; and I'll light up again. Be assured, I'll never go.
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Because you're my safe home.
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We're giving this love another chance. Give me one too ?
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Love never gives up. Nor do I.
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Sunsets are proof endings can be beautiful too. Some day, we'll be sitting by this sunset and some how we'll realise, this is actually the beginning.
~c.a .
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This beautiful shot by the amazing @worldfrommyeyes_
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Don't tell him this.
.

Its... It's hard to explain what exactly is happening. My world has turned all pitch black, depressing blue and lonesome grey. You want to know what is it like ?
.

It's like the memories that cascades through your eyes when you cry yourself to sleep. It's like those unlucky clouds that thunder heavily but are never allowed to pour down. It's like this wired twilight that leaves you all lazy and red-eyed. It's like the colour of my heart when he tells me how much pain I've caused him.
.
Black, blue and grey.
.

This world's funny isn't it ? You're supposed to be dead with pain but you're not supposed to break.
.

Sir, thank you for taking the time to listen to my pointless dramas, for counseling me, because nobody does. And hey! I think that is what I needed. I think I know what I want to do.
.

I just don't want to feel;
Because every time I feel,
I feel pain.
.

Don't tell him this, okay ? ~c.a

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// Puzzle //
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Find
The pieces you are missing
Within you
Not in them
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You need to discover yourself
Not them
.
You exist
As you are
.
Exist for yourself
Not for them
~c.a

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Hey, you. Yes you. You know, you should really stop doing that. Stop hurting her out of her bones. You know, she's been enthralled, ripped through with that knife so many times that she has run out of blood and tears. Oh, and that knife is her love.
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So love really makes you bleed red. At first, in harmony and because you want to and also because it doesn't hurt; and then in despair, because you have to and baby, hell it hurts.
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Really, stop doing that to her; because she's gonna cry and sleep every night hoping it would end but it wouldn't; and daylight would be equally cruel to her and she's gonna cry and sleep again, hoping it would end, but again - it wouldn't.
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My only point is, why hurt someone who's only intension was to love you ?

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It is so terribly funny how nights change.
.

I remember the night I made you mine. I remember the night when we laughed till our cheekbones hurt. I remember the night you slept chatting and I spent the night looking at you, smiling.
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And.
And I remember the night you left. You left. Left.
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It is one of those nights tonight where I'm standing under the Moon, wondering if you're wearing the same penumbra; and also if that would help me fly to you.
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Some nights, you just stand there watching the sky burn and you don't run.
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Because you realise you want to burn.

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I whisper her name in her ear, loving the way her lips curls up into a smile. I pull her towards me and plant a kiss on her forehead.

And she smiles. Silently.

I've always fascinated about the way she does it. Like, she does it and she does it not. "I love you" I hear myself saying before I know. "Why ?" She asks teasingly. I always threw complex replies to her at this question. But this night, it's different. No more complexities. "Because, you remind me of the moon. Because, you have even more scars than the moon and I find them beautiful. And because" I look at her face; which had penumbra because of the moon above, "you wear this moonlight better on your skin." That, made her smile. The 'I mean it' one. The promising, the forever one.

And still, still there is nothing about that night that doesn't makes me cry.
~c.a

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