how to be a writer

A friend asked me 

how to be a writer.

I wanted to say,

"lock yourself in a room,

scream until you have 

a poem and no voice.

Open your veins and bleed 

until you know that your bones

are pure words and sorrow. 

Act as if you slit your own throat

and all you can bleed

are your own regrets 

and all of the darkness

you boxed up for inspiration. 

Write your loved ones a letter,

tell her you're leaving

and you won't be back for awhile

Because being a writer is traveling 

through all seven layers of ****

and denying anything is wrong.

Forget loving yourself 

when all you have is a pen and paper

fused to your wrist

and god is tapping at your skull

saying turn back now.

Warn the neighbors that if they smell burning

It's just your soul 

clawing at the front door trying to get in. 

Learn how to be alone. 

Learn how to lose everything you have

in order to feel release,

learn how to only feel deceased 

from now on."

but.........

A friend asked me

how to be a writer.

All I said was

don't.

=Mr.733

top & bottom

I love her
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
she’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without her
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
she’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.

if you could read my mind

If you could read my mind,

You’d see a thousand papers

Filled with broken poetries

And deadbeat proses

Full of woeful verses

With mournful pieces

Of unfinished stories

That are yet to be written

And failed to be spoken;

If you could read my mind,

You’d hear horrible screams

And earsplitting weeps

From shattered dreams,

Kept in a nasty notepad,

Scribbled on a bed

Of bloodstained words,

Ringing in my head.

If you could read my mind,

You’d see the shadows

That lurk within me;

You’d hear the bellows,

Screeching the words

“I’m tired,”

“I’m a failure,”

“I’m ****** –”

I know it sounds ******,

It’s pathetically foolish

And seems too *******.

If you could read my mind,

You’d feel the tears

I had ever failed to cry;

You’d see the people

That make the weak weaker;

You’d see the monsters

That consume my head;

You’d hear the hollers

That failed to be freed;

You’d see the heart

That still bleeds and bleeds.

If you could read my mind,

You’d see the face

I’ve failed to show back then,

The face I’ve faked back then.

If you could read my mind,

You’d see a character

I had ever failed to become

If you could read my mind,

You’d be able to read

A book you never wished

To touch and read,

But sometimes I still wish 

Someone could read my mind.

-Mr.733

living this way

There's a few ways of living 

I don't like to live 

This

Way

If living like this means

Laying on the couch

Pitying myself

For all of my problems

Then I don't wanna live

This 

Way

I've got a drink in my hand

And whiskey in a bottle

Tiring myself

I'm too tired to swallow

If whiskey is my pride

Then I swig the whole bottle

Tastes so good but I'm 

Too tired to swallow 

I don't wanna live 

This

Way

Well like they say

You need to change yourself

I want to live

That 

Way.

-Mr.733

One day

One day, night will come and the sun will shine no more,

One day, it would be no day at all and the moon will be alone,

That day, the stars will peek from the holes

That day, the sleep will enter our souls

One day..

your eyes will open and you'll see...

what you lost by then, 

i won't be waiting anymore,

One day I stop checking your last seen,

One day I sleep before you sleep,

One day I stop expecting things from you,

One day I stop saving your photos,

One day I smile seeing you with someone else...

One day when you look for me you won't find me

and in your heart

there'll be no one left to tell you

which path I took and where I forgot you.

One day when you open your eyes

I won't be here I'll have taken another path

and forgotten you.

You'll look north and south

to where the sun is born and where it hides

where the four roads meet

you'll look crazy, searching for my footprints.

Who knows what rains

and what winds

will have swept them away.

-Mr.733 (#story_teller_sky)

the number you are calling is busy

Alert :

Dear Airtel users ;

When you call to a person, these words may be annoying,

If it says "Currently Busy" can understand the present situation / (blocked😏),

If it says "Out of coverage" can understand that it's not reachable / (flight mode),

If it says "Speaking to someone else" can understand the priority,

But, when it says "The person you are calling is not answering" what else can be understood!!..

There may be many thoughts running in mind.How can it say that without even speaking and not questioning, the person is not answering. 

Some contacts are like unable to block, unable to delete, unable to forget they have a reserved place in our hearts & minds.

To show some attitude to me I'll be like "don't feel special, I only keep your number in my phone so I know not to answer when you call" but deep inside it speaks " I just want to flash your number on my screen rather than you flash on my mind".

In the end when your hope of that call dies, you think of the days when everything was fine , it takes time to sink everything, everything you want was parted, respect the fate, choose your own way, there is happiness all around, it's a beautiful day. 

Smile it happened.😊✌

-Mr.733

its a never hi bye

its a "Never 'Hi' BYE"
(Never hi, never Bye) 
The two hardest things to say in life is hello for the first time and goodbye for the last, though many of the times the goodbyes are unspoken in many stories at the end.
every one has a person/s in their life at an instant of time, 
like the clouds passing the SKY for sometime,
many stories to tell to the world yet ended up forgetting in peace..
The person reading this..yes..U..you too had a lot to tell to your loved and beside ones but failed to omit out, doesn't it feels like something heavy in our heart & during the last message of a conversation we often text as BYE..and we don't even know that BYE is a temporary GOODBYE..
In our lives we had people where we ended with them listening to their last bye.& we don't even know that it becomes a Never hi bye
(Had a lot to tell in brief, will be continued in part_2)
-Mr.733 (#story_teller_sky)