Coming Soon: Falling, the first in the latest collection by Anvi Tuteja – Validation, life is ironically lyrical.
The world tells me, I picked my poison and it’s you,
And yet I never even knew what I was being thrown into.
ANVI TUTEJA
Month: March 2022
SEVEN TIMES: that’s how many times i’ve fallen in love with you – OVER AGAIN
Reputation Presents SEVEN TIMES
that’s how many times i’ve fallen in love with you
OVER AGAIN
that’s how many times i’ve fallen in love with you
OVER AGAIN
I’ve fallen hard, fallen fast,
fallen so hard that there’s no coming back,
no, there’s no coming back…
And maybe I don’t want there to be one either,
baby, baby, for your maybe, I’d stay here waiting for forever,
waiting here for forever…
I’d bring home the stars, if you only asked me to,
I’d drive the blade in deeper, as long as holding the knife was you,
holding the knife was you…
I’d die a thousand deaths, I’d live a thousand lives,
as long as you were the one, always by my side,
standing by my side, through it all…
And maybe it could work out, for you and me,
no longer two sides of a broken life, someday you’ll see,
I promise, someday you’ll see…
I remember the story, the farce that we told the world,
but baby, when did we start believing in it ourselves?
believing in it ourselves?
When did we start giving up, [falling] for the lies that they entailed?
a whole world, waiting for you and me,
just waiting to be seen…
ANVI TUTEJA
Rewind: Evly, The Evil Queen
Readers, do you remember Evly, The Evil Queen? Featured in Reputation, this acclaimed poem represents a person who has been misunderstood their entire life, through the fictional story of a Queen being denied not only her birthright but also her right to herself.
In a male-dominated society, a woman, especially a Queen, is expected to maintain some degree of conformity and bow down to her male counterparts, or else she is declared “clinically” insane (as shown in writings on the wall with the semblance of the yellow wallpaper), denied a right to exist as she likes (SADIST), or declared “EVIL” and chased with pitchforks and proofs (Evly, The Evil Queen).
Thus, Evly embraces her dark side and becomes the so-called “Evil Queen,” and even at her end, is content with becoming a symbol not of war, but of peace, as she leaves behind her memoirs, self-aware after having spent a lifetime begging for footnotes in the stories of other’s lives.
When they’re condemning others…
Go check out Evly, The Evil Queen now on Anvi’s Thoughts Caught, and read more such poems in Incandescence, the debut novel of Anvi Tuteja.
Incandescence is an anthology of poems that brings a fresh and new perspective to the realm of poetry. Incandescence symbolizes struggle and more importantly, overcoming that struggle to transcend barriers to become something truly incandescent. Read more at https://anvituteja.com/incandescence/.
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And because I wanted more, I was no longer Daddy’s Good Little Girl,
And they said, I killed the King, but I just wanted my very own Queendom.
writings on the wall – a broken dreams and tried strings edit
ANVI TUTEJA, wandering poet, presents: writings on the wall – a broken dreams and tried strings edit:
writings on the wall – a broken dreams and tried strings edit
fallen raindrops and whispered words,
do the fallen raindrops,
make an iridescent glow?
do the words you whispered,
make the winds blow – just a little more?
because i can still hear the musings,
still see the writings on the wall,
those blissful words we felt together,
they come back to me every time,
every single time i close my eyes,
this feels like the room with yellow wallpaper,
and i’m clawing desperately,
trying to break free from these bonds of this mind of mine,
they tell me i’m broken,
they tell me it’s the end,
they tell me fighting’s hopeless,
yet i persist,
i have to,
i can’t stop,
because if i stop,
it might be forever,
i can’t call swan song,
because it might not be true,
all i can do is swear by the writings on the wall,
waiting and wishing for the tried strings and the broken dreams,
to do something, anything, after all this sh*t we went through,
and as i stand in this crumbling room,
the golden hue is dying out,
yet the writing on the wall is unchanged,
like an unheard omen, it beckons me,
listen, it calls,
if you can hear me, it whispers,
do NOT let them know…
ANVI TUTEJA
Coming Soon: writings on the wall
“this feels like the room with yellow wallpaper and i’m clawing desperately,”
ANVI TUTEJA
ANVI TUTEJA, wandering poet, presents: writings on the wall – a broken dreams and tried strings edit, coming soon!
Thank You!
I cannot believe it’s been a year already! Anvi’s Thoughts Caught is one year old! (On a side, less interesting note – I turn 15 tomorrow) To celebrate, I will be posting a WHOLE lot more in March, because I have like 20 posts in my drafts, but, you know, FINAL EXAMS don’t care about posting schedules. See you all after 14th March, in the ides of March! I can’t wait 😉
Also, go listen to Telepath by Conan Gray – it’s amazing!
‘And you’re sending me trash, you should have left in the drafts’ – Conan Gray, Telepath
Hey guys, Anvi here. Well now I’m #finally14! so yay! I’m writing this blog post to say thank you. Thank you to my parents you upgraded my WordPress plan and got me my own domain: anvituteja.com. I love you more than all the candy in the world, (and that’s a whole lot…). Thank you to all my family and friends. You made my day, and I know you’ve loved me since I was born but I’ve loved you my whole life, here’s to anvituteja.com and everyone who made me feel special. Thank you all so much.
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