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"I mold my broken pieces of heart into words and make 'em look pretty."
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Speak to God
If you met God what would you say? 100 words or less.
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11.55

11.55

the dark and a moon shining in the sky...

It's the ending of the night

And you're waiting just for the midnight.

11.55 the time nobody misses the sky

I was born in darkness filled with lies

Nobody cares if the stars don't align

Even if they scream and cry

You wait for the midnight

Half sleepy and a half conscious mind

You call it a night

You are just waiting for the midnight

Chaoetic night, you want to skip the time.

Thats when I noticed

I was born on a little shy

Because with me its always

You want the time to fly

And sometimes it kinda makes me cry

Challenge
Why so serious?
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Subaita_2508 in Comedy

11.55

11.55

the dark and a moon shining in the sky...

It's the ending of the night

And you're waiting just for the midnight.

11.55 the time nobody misses the sky

I was born in darkness filled with lies

Nobody cares if the stars don't align

Even if they scream and cry

You wait for the midnight

Half sleepy and a half conscious mind

You call it a night

You are just waiting for the midnight

Chaoetic night, you want to skip the time.

Thats when I noticed

I was born on a little shy

Because with me its always

You want the time to fly

And sometimes it kinda makes me cry

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Subaita_2508

Tragedy :)

In my veins, a tale of tragedy weaves,

A legacy of sorrow that never leaves.

Each heartbeat echoes a mournful tune,

A melancholy melody beneath the moon.

Generations past, their trials I bear,

Their losses etched in my every stare.

From ancient wounds, my spirit draws,

Strength amidst life's relentless claws.

Yet, in this blood, a resilience thrives,

Through tears and pain, hope survives.

For tragedy's mark is not my end,

But a journey where I transcend.

So let my voice speak of resilience found,

In the depths where sorrow once crowned.

With courage forged from trials deep,

I rise, I stand, I dare to weep.

For in my veins, though tragedy may flow,

It shapes me, molds me, yet I grow.

A testament to the human soul's might,

In every darkness, there's a dawn's light.

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Subaita_2508

October

October is a new chapter for me.

It's the time when sun shines

And my skin doesn't hide.

It's like the burning ember

Flowing in my vein.

They can set me on fire

But October always makes me shine.

I feel my soul turning red,

As if I'll eat the sun if it ever tries to burn me instead.

The moon goes further and the emptiness whip,

I used to wonder if the ghost will take my breath.

But then the October came with lots of witches that can use stupid spells,

I should be afraid but all I see is my strong will to stay.

People say October is haunted and I agree

Because from now I am also a living dark spell.

Challenge
Challenge of the Month XXXIX
Write a short poem about your own private Hell. The tortured who reigns gets 100 big ones. Winner will be picked by Prose. Go.
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My Home?

The house of mine,

Doesn't even shine.

It has a black wall,

Where my demons crawl.

Haunted with words

that pretty much sounds wrong.

How will I call it my home

when it feels nothing but a dome?

Tears dry on the couches textile

I wanna go home...

But I'm stuck in this dark hole.

Challenge
Challenge of the Week CCXXV
You're on the wrong end of a chrome .45 with a pearl grip. Write a story or poem about what put you there, and which end of the chrome you're on. End the story with the last words you will either say to the other, or the last words you will ever hear. A big, fat $25 is at stake. Winner is decided by likes. Go.
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Subaita_2508

I’m here to hide

Hide, hide from every ride.

They are dangerous, they won't let us glide.

Hide, hide from every lie

They make us plead but we still hide.

Marks on my skin, they took the blade;

Didn't see me bleed, they just put the blame.

Hide, hide from every guy

Who left us alone, with soggy fries?

Oh! I bit it and it turned out dry!

Hide, hide before it dies

The falling sky and a sad goodbye.

Hide, hide from the lover boy

Who'll love enough

but you will still hide.

They made me hollow

and screamed for the love I borrowed.

Hide, hide from the child

She'll get broken, if she sees you getting bruises.

So hide, hide... Before all of them eat your pride.

Challenge
Write Fanfiction About Your Own Characters
Maybe the story goes in a different direction. Maybe somebody else is the protagonist. Go wild!
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Sweet Poison
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Sweet Poison

"Why I'm not in love with you?" I sigh and drop my head in my hand.

He comes closer. So close that I can feel the air he's exhaling.

"Because", He whispers in my ear."If you were in love with me, It would have been perfect. And this life can't bear perfect things."

He pulls himself away from me. I look up into his eyes his eyes are shining in love. Glowing and telling me that he's the only one who'll love me always. Like the moon always orbits the earth. But here I am, even after knowing

everything, feeling every bit of love he has for me, I couldn't make myself fall in love with him. I didn't choose him. I just couldn't. My love is so stubborn that it makes me do everything it wants. It made me fall for a person for whom I'm too much. The person who only loves a version of me who isn't alive anymore. Who only loves daytime when I only exist in dark? And even though I've a person who loves me unconditionally, loves every version of me whether it's the happy one or the dead one... Who can turn the whole world around just for me, I can't love him. Love didn't allow me to choose him. Love made me wait for the person who's going further and further without turning to me once. Look at me I'm the dumb girl who's controlled by love. I'm too intoxicated with the sweet poison. My sweet poison Nyle.

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A sweet love turning into poison.

Challenge
What Food Are You?
If you were a food what would you be? Describe yourself as an ingredient or an entire meal in detail. Only you will know how you taste. Explain you're reasons for why you are that food and tell us about yourself. Maybe you whisk up a secret or perhaps you open the fridge of your life. You may just want to peel back the layers of a unique tick that makes you, you. What you serve to us, write it in the form of a delicacy, a dessert, a savory snack, or pick something blander like a potato. Bonus points for more than one course, and partial bonuses for each side dish. Any form is welcome. 500 Word MAX. Happy Writing!
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LEftover.

I'm the leftover he didn't finish.

Nobody touch me now... Will I be unfinished for the rest of my life?

Challenge
Talent
Is it a superpower everyone is born with? Non-rhyming poetry only.
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Subaita_2508 in Poetry & Free Verse

You are the strongest.

The day you left,

Was the day I drowned.

Before that, I never knew you could drown on the ground.

But now when I look at the ocean,

I'm ashamed to meet their motion.

But you my love...

You are the strongest.

You made the mother nature useless,

The day you were ruthless.

You made a clown of love.

And I, my love! I drowned.

Challenge
Lost
When you're feeling lost, where do you go?
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Subaita_2508 in Poetry & Free Verse

‘YOU DO MEAN HARM’

Don’t you think,

What you do to me ?

Of cource you don’t!

If you had a choice, You’ld trade my soul with your satisfaction.

You try to break my bones with your scream.

You push me into the water,

Whenever you see me breathe.

Tell me…

How am I suppose to believe that you meant no harm,

When all you ever do is,

Crushing my soul and letting it burn.

No! I can’t believe you meant no harm, And I can’t sugarcoate the pain you cost.

Because all you ever did

Was try to mould my spine into a stick

To break all your-self made bricks.