Words and Whispers

... while you accuse others of living your dream, you might just be living someone else’s? 

Words to that little girl living within you: Don’t cry, little girl As this world can Break your heart But never kill your dreams Don’t cry, little girl Because mountains do move And the sun will rise from the west In this ever changing world Don’t cry, little girl The words that bleed you today Will be the battle scars Of your tomorrow Go fly, little girl As the world awaits You and all the hidden gems You have to offer. Love, The Future You #loveyourself #poetry #beautybeyondsize

Dear friend I have come to realise After fighting many a Battles with myself That people will Love you from time To time as and when Their mood desires. That there will those few With whom you have this Eternal connect but they too might Be in their own emotional web. And all these relationships Might fail you sometimes As the weather of the mind And the man changes frequently. But there is this one being You can never escape And that remains to be You, by yourself. So hold your hand Smile at your reflection And call out loudly 'You are beautiful'. Because you don't Need the world to Have your back, when You are your own best friend. #loveyourself #poetry #beautybeyondsizes

What is the price Of my freedom In this world Of man? What fine do I have to pay For living on My own terms? What is the Sacrifice I am Expected to make To become a good girl? What are the Names I must bear If I wish to dress According to my own desires? What are the punishments I must prepare myself for Incase I want to explore My own sensuality? What are the risks I must take Just to survive As a woman? #loveyourself #poetry #1amthoughts #beautybeyondsize

It’s not the duskiness Of my skin but the Darkness in your heart I have come to fear While you warned me To stay away from the sun I’d see the brightness In your eyes fade My skin, my color Are not some prized possesion, So don’t praise me for my fairness Don’t demean me for my duskiness I am not warm or wheatish Or yellow or any other Exotic name of your Never-ending palette Because I am not beautiful Despite my color I am beautiful Because of it #loveyourself #poetry #1amthoughts #beautybeyondsize P.s, colours from the week.

To that boy who said That I’ll be so much More appealing, a Few kg’s lighter. To that aunt who Commented with a sigh ‘What a beautiful face, If only….’ To that girl In the metro Horrified at My cellulite To those cruel Saleswomen and men Who could never Find a larger size. I use to wonder What will you think Of my unapologetic Rebellion of your rules As I continued to grow Refusing to shrink a size I use to wonder If you hate me Ridicule me Berate me Or pity me I use to wonder I don’t anymore. #loveyourself #poetry #1amthoughts #beautybeyondsize

The noises, the stares, the whispers The judgemental looks, the unapproving nod.  And the fears of some philandering hands  Today, I wish to un-accept you all as the norms.  No, it's not okay.  Your unwelcome comments are not okay.  Your repulsive gestures are not okay.  Your cruel jokes, your patriarchal chains, Your hollow manhood, all of them are not okay.  So you do you. And I'll do me. And only time will tell, Who'll get the victory #loveyourself #poetry #1amthoughts

For all those times when you looked into the mirror Butnever really liked what you saw. For all those times when you cursed your thighs, Your waist,  your arms, your nose, your eyes. For all those times when you envied her glowing skin Without realising how she envied your raven hair. For all those times when you pulled your deep top up And that short dress down. Its time, oh beautiful girl, to smile and release yourself From the chains you chained yourself into. Because you, the way you are today, right now, At this very moment, are abosuletly perfect. #loveyourself #poetry #1amthoughts

Cries of passion. Tears of joy. Turning emotions into words. . . . Tonight, I’ll burn Tonight, I’ll cry At the death of all that was good At the death of all that was light I’ll scream and shout and howl For all the broken promises For all the unfilled desires For all the betrayals For all the lies Tonight, I’ll burn Tonight, I’ll cry Tonight a piece of me will die And it will simmer in pain Until the first ray of the morning sun When like a phoenix From my ashes I’ll rise Again. #burn #cry #broken #phoenix  #OjaswiniGul #MidnightPoetess #poem #poems #spilledwords #spilledink #spilledthought #igpoets #igwords #igwriting #poetscommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poetsofig #typewriter #words #ashes

#RepostSave @littlegardenofwords thank you for this beautiful feature 😊 #theshadesofwomanhood #themidnightpoetess #tb · · · #words by @ojaswinigul Ojaswini Gul is an actor from India who has always found solace in the company of her words. She writes poetry as a medium to solve the mysteries hidden within her mind. You can visit her poetry page www.themidnightpoetess.tumblr.com or know more about this artist as www.ojaswinigul.com . #art by @mackill . . If you are a writer and would like to grow your following on Instagram, please try our 3 Day Free Trial. No credit card information necessary. http://socialmediaforwriters.net/ #poetsofinstagram #poet #poetry #prose #writtenword #instawriter #instapoet #writerscommunity #poetscommunity #writersofinstagram #wordporn

Today as a part of the #WhenIWonDepression campaign, I shared my journey with depression and mental illness with a LIVE audience for the first time. It was an unbelievingly emotional experience for me. Something which I have been wanting to do for a long time; share my battles tales and listen to others, so that we can together look at our victory scars and laugh with sweet bitterness. Ah! Thank you, @karmbhoomiyouthseries team; for this beautiful experience. I'll always love you'll ❤️ #Karmbhoomi@Chandigarh (at Aryans Group of Colleges, Chandigarh)

Motto for the year..... . . . #random #thoughts #instadaily #igpoets #ojaswinigul #love #laugh #letgo #repeat #simplicity #quotes #igquotes #tumblrquotes #writer #poet

A lonely cottage at the top of the hill. Sits quietly there, day and night. People come and go, leaving few chapters from their story behind. They'll remember the peaceful breeze around the cottage for a while. Breathe in the fresh, cold air for few days and then in the clutter of their city lives, these few chapters will be forgotten. But the cottage will remember, their smiles, their laughter, their story and will wait and pray for a reunion or a happily ever after. . . . #random #cottage #ink #poetry #poet #igpoets #igpoetry #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #spilledwords #spilledink #delhipoets #poetsworld #poetscorner #karmbhoomi #poetsoftumblr (at Emerald Trail, Bhimtal)

Fire. The purifier. Fire. The blaze. Fire. The saviour. Fire. The destroyer. Fire. The colour of my eyes. #randoms #thoughts #fire #words #spilledink #poetry #igpoets #poetryisnotdead #delhipoets #spilledwords #ojaswinigul #karmbhoomi

The fifth and the last piece of this five-part series of poems 'Colors of Womanhood', is an all consuming ...... (5/5) BLACK You left me with no choice But to destroy your sheer existence You mocked my warnings Misunderstood my silence Took advantage of my patience But don’t worry I’ll be quick It’ll be a clean kill after all . . . #BLACK #YesAllWomen #ColorsOfWomanhood #OjaswiniGul #MidnightPoetess #HeForShe #feminism #poem #poems #girlpower #womanhood #colors  #spilledwords #spilledink #spilledthought #igpoets #igwords #igwriting #poetscommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poetsofig #typewriter #words #kill

The fourth piece of the five-part series of poems 'Colors of Womanhood', is the mysterious one. ...... (4/5) BLUE At times I feel like drowning The world in the ocean of my tears To take their eyes, their hands, Their mouths, their voices So deep in the water That they are forced to reflect In the silences of their own mind . . . #BLUE #YesAllWomen #ColorsOfWomanhood #OjaswiniGul #MidnightPoetess #HeForShe #feminism #poem #poems #girlpower #womanhood #colors  #spilledwords #spilledink #spilledthought #igpoets #igwords #igwriting #poetscommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poetsofig #typewriter #words

The third piece of the five-part series of poems 'Colors of Womanhood', is the bloody shade.... ...... RED Have you ever felt your body burn with desire? Have you ever let that inner animal loose? While the beast within a man Is well known to all You forgot to remember that A wounded Tigress Is the most dangerous of all . . . #RED #YesAllWomen #ColorsOfWomanhood #OjaswiniGul #MidnightPoetess #HeForShe #feminism #poem #poems #girlpower #womanhood #colors  #spilledwords #spilledink #spilledthought #igpoets #igwords #igwriting #poetscommunity #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poetsofig #typewriter #love #words