Posted in ABOUT ME, writing

Burned Out

I’ve lost my touch ,
words aren’t coming out .
I’ve written too much ,
think my mind is burning out .


Posted in Witty, writing


Weave words
Believe words
Naive words
Perceive words
Conceive words
Deceive words .

Β© TheVoiced


Posted in inspirational, writing


I’m a woman .
And I know my place ,
it is shoulder-to-shoulder
and not to be be-littled
not to be disgraced .

I have the right
to have my own opinions
to have my own identity
and not being stereotyped .

You are no one to show me
where I belong .
I know my place .
You can’t take away
my voice , my freedom
and not let me exist in the same place .

Two parallel lines are
required to make an equal .
Let’s go hand-in-hand
and bridge the gap , for real .

Β© TheVoiced

Just something I wrote for the GirlUp I’m in !


Posted in ABOUT ME, writing

Being A Writer …

Being a writer
there’s always a panic
when there’s no way to
write all the thoughts , so frantic .

Β© TheVoiced


Posted in Random thoughts, writing

A Writer will Never …

No writer will ever
want to confess ,
that he is a mess .
That the story written down
is his own reminiscence .

Β© TheVoiced


Posted in writing

Writing Can…

Writing can

heal pain ,

hide sorrow ,

reflect love ,

share joy ,

void hate .

Β© TheVoiced


Posted in QUOTE UNQUOTE, writing

My Favourite Writing Quote Yet

Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the faucet is turned on.

Beautiful quote by Louis L’Amour !

Posted in Everyday stuff, writing


Heart says ,

“Be mine!”

Pen says ,


Night says ,

“Sleep tight.”

Mind says ,

“Another time?”

Β© TheVoiced

  • Fear Of Missing Out
    Fear of missing outon decisionsthat I don’t makeopportunitiesthat I don’t take. πŸ’š Update post coming soon! Thanks for sticking by and being patient πŸ™‚
  • Anticipation
    I asked you topour your heart out and my heart stoppedin anticipation. Came close to you went far away my breaths and the floor beneath.
  • Inexpressive
    Overwhelminglyunderwhelmedat the inexpressiveemotions . Β©SumattSays

Posted in Story Time, writing

The Day I Missed the Bus

I have had a problem of waking up late and my parents have a problem , that is me .

Woke up , brushed , dressed and rushed up .

Saw that the stop was empty and since it wasn’t a holiday , I pulled my socks up , I ran up , few blocks away , I caught up and still somehow , it slipped .

The long halt starts as the next bus comes at 8 , at the time when I was 8 and scared , my stomach rumbling cuz remember ?

I never said I ate .

#storytime #story

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Art is immortal , It is eternal .