Mirakee
Nature is so committed to establishing uncertainty
Nature is so Committed to vanishing the disobedience
You own nothing not even Yourself
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Misery
Happiness is visible
Sadness isn't
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Na koi duniya hai Na koi Banane wala,
Aankh wale ko nahi chahiye rasta dikhane wala,
Har jagah mil jate hai satane wale,
Jo khud ko jeet gaya fir nahi ataa koi satane wala, Jindagi ke sare Yakeen galatfehmi ho jate hai,
kon ayega wapas ye batane wala,
Ye jahan sudagaro ki sudagiri hai buss,
tum hi ho yahan Tum ko bachane wala
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NOBODY WANTS TO BE NOBODY
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Misunderstood life
is man's greatest Misery
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I'm life, i'm death, i'm Existence, i'm free
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Today is the birthday of my sweet and lovely friend, she is a strong girl and a very nice person. I am happy to have you my dear friend ��������
Wish you a many many happy returns of the day. May God bless you with health, wealth and prosperity in your life. HAPPY BIRTHDAY ��������������
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Keep Shining Keep Improving ����
Best Wishes My Dear ���� @venema
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Will
If you do not give up, your circumstances will
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Shine Shine
A light in the depths of the deep sea is telling me that it can be difficult to keep shining but not impossible
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The
moon
is offended
as I sign the betrayal
over him and the nights are
refusing to take me in their lap and
the stars are hiding my moon in their love of dark
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Darling!
lemme
love you before
the deep hunter gloomy nights
take me in their mysterious, lonely arms.
as I born to live with the moon with
the crown of infinite stars of envy
©rumanrulesneverend -
Tujhse bichdne ka ghum to hai
Magar fir milne ki aas hai
Tera hath chorne ka afsoof to hai
Magar fir se pakadne ki ummed hai
Tujhse ruthne me taqleef to hai
Pr tere mana lene ka sukoon bhi hai
Mar jane ka ghum to ni lekin
Tere sth jeene ka arman bohat hai
©her_heer -
Aag hoon main
Jalty ni hoon jala ke rakh kr dety hoon
©her_heer -
Between action and our reaction there exists our maturity.
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I'm feeling like I'm drowning
drowning in the hell of my own thoughts
today I need ya the most
but sadly I can't even tell you
I'm feeling like my head would blast
And like its my last
I'm feeling like dead body
being eaten by overthinking
I can't even cry like I used to do
I'm missing my pillow And my 3rd corner of room
my eyes are so full
that a little crack will overfill it
and I'll flow all my pain through tears.
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3w
i worked for a company actually at BPO and it's work from home, so we (team) have manager, 2 team leaders, so our team leaders are like one is friendly to everyone in the team and one is very rude he only want work.. so everyone likes the first one as he's friendly and hated the 2nd one as he's rude and into work only that sometimes he cut half of our salary bcz we didn't work that good so all team member shared their problems with the first team leader as he is friendly ... but then sir start calling me at 10 pm. 1st i thought he's just being nice and all so i talked to him for 1.or 2 min where he asked me what I'm doing and i replied I'm watching series and then he asked what series and i said shadowhunters and then i said OK sir bye and i cut the call.. i didn't think that much and then as days passed things start to get bad from his sides.. i ignored his behavior and flirting twice or thrice thinking that he's just being nice and friendly.. but then he start to cll me 6.7 times in a day also at night i didn't pick up because i was scared that i don't know what he would say and how would i react because i never been in such situations when i felt so unsafe because if i don't like someone or something i just say it..but this time it is like if i say something, it will get worst and it will affect my salary and performance. even on the day of my birthday which was on 24 March he called me at 8.45 and talked to me for like 15 min where i was almost shocked watching him flirt with me in a bad way where he said "mere ghar aaogi kya?" and i was like what? what? and he change the topic and said maa ne mithai laane kaha hai and ur sweet! .. i respects him because i thought he knows how to be a good team leader and how to be nice with other other workers but then i was wrong...i always call him sir as i thought myself as his student.
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The Suicide Of An Unloved Wife
how I forget "Me" and started living as "You". how I changed myself to paint you with my love. how I adjust myself, to spend the whole life with you. how I expunge my past memories just to make you believe in, not a single misunderstanding can make us apart. how I have hidden all my dreams under my pillow and cover myself with the blanket of responsibilities. I changed being dads princess into your responsible wife.
after getting an engaged with you. my mom asked me whether I'm happy with this tie up. with a heavy voice, eyes full of shed tears. "I replied". I'm not. I'm not ready to take the responsibility over on my shoulder yet. but my mom said with a heartrending smile on her face, teary eyed somewhere with a fear of separate me from herself, "we'll never be ready to take em" but we have too. how can a human creature be so strong in a Eidolon of lass.
Isn't she's bliss!
a woman has 4 lives in a single life still she wouldn't get the respect she deserves. she's the strongest personality in this cosmos, but with a fragile heart. did you have the heart like Mom. can you be covetous seeing your husband with a female friend. "No one can be so covetous like a lady, she's pure as holy." It's just her another way of loving which made us fall for her chastity again and again.
she completes "You" but you denied. you need her in every step of your life, but you won't withstand to cherish her. a woman is an incomplete story without a man and a man is an incomplete script without a woman. then why you feel sheepish to say that my wife is also a part of my success. Is she important just to make a love with you?
getting coitus is not love. spending time with each other balancing the life, whatever coming towards us. feeling the presence in your truancy to. being restless without seeing you. filling the promises which you've never made it. reading the eyes without an eye contact. suspicion the heart beats living far away. feel the touch by touching your things. sealing the lips with the believe of living together till death calls us. this is love.
love is a feel just like a cold breeze not a fire of starving and thirsty.
every night I gulp the single sip of the pain of an incomplete woman after completing you. my numb heart, which bleeds with the fear of losing you each mere second wasn't easy for me to breath the loneliness. the sunshine kisses which makes me calm as you used to do. now, those sun rays burning my skin and the nights, where I've spent my six years in your arms now this moonlit night turns into nightmares.
how strange, it's who haven't forgotten to peck on my forehead before leaving home for the office. now even he didn't recall the date of your anniversary. there was a time that I used to have the "due" on him. but now, I regret him on integrity. everything that I held of yours smells you, even after knowing that your heart is no more my home. maybe I've fallen for you forever.
I wish to turn deaf his voice which whispered the love tales in my ears, now I don't want to feel 'em. my lips, which always wished him to lay on, now they don't want to talk about him. the mind which always thinks about him. now, it needs peace. the heart which loved only you. have broken in boundless piece. the soul which gets pure after your every touch. now it's screaming for the death.
last night I dreamed of an angel. who is asking me. now your worship has been written in someone else's fate. what would I like to do. wanna live your life or want to hug the death each second.
I'm already a broken soul getting betrayed by husband. did I need to say, I want to hug the death. already I'm buried. It's just my body without a soul.
the breath I've breathed you, now it's hurting my lungs. I want to bury myself cause the love marks on my skin itching me just like I rubbed the poison of love till death. my feeble heart, which never loved anyone else as it fallen for you each day.
on your nuptial night did you remember your first promise you made to me. that no one can take a place in your heart because it's my home.
Aren't promises are just made to break. It'll break you in inches deeply hurts you with the regret of trusting you.
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16 - march 21 10:50 a.m.
कौन बे - मतलबी से बातें करतें हैं?
सफ़र के दौरान खिलना और मुरझाना, सीख लिया
कभी भूखे पेट क़दम चले कड़ी गर्मी में
इंसान के बस्ती में, कभी रौनक है तो कभी छांव है
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Love the fragrance of death.
how we forget yourselves in the river of love. how much the depth, the love holds we scream for the life more. how we trust em with blind adherence with the waves of treachery. how the water bliss with the depth and holy does every love story holds this purity. we need to be sanity that a third person wouldn't make a heart their home. love is a pure, holy until we breathe each other.
how we live in the hallucinations that love gives us a life, why we can't presume love slay us before the time arrives of your death written in your fate until heartbreak tear us apart. It's better to die at once rather than dying each mere second.
I feel the fire of hell on my body where he has touched me with his rough hands, my lips tasted that fruitful kisses, but now it's arid as if they're no love of fire left in me. that forehead smooch reminds me of how we used to crave for a cuddle every night.
every friday you used to pin Arabian jasmine in my hairs cause you feel it smells like me, now it has been ages, I wear blooms in my hairs. now, this is not for me to make myself bewitching for you. the last time I get ready as you always wants me to. that banarasi red saree with rani haar, arabian jasmine in my hairs, red lips with your love and a last time, I wrote your name on my palm with henna. I wrote an end to everything which used to start from you and end from you.
I slay "We" and started living me.
why the memories hurts, as we scratch the soul of your beloved. the love marks left on my body why it burns as fire. why those collar kisses still left on my neck as a goodbye letter. their is nothing left between us. still, why I can't sleep before 12 am, it was the time of your home to come back each night.
everything will change in seconds but why not routine. why the past never let us move on neither let as forget those days. one sided true love is not more than hanging ourselves helplessly.
when you crave for me, I inhale and exhale you. breathing you in betwixt those mere seconds is a war of my life and death. still, I never stopped nor disappointed you to make a love with me. I always plunge myself into you as if it was the only dose of your nights to breath you for the life, to make more beautiful for yourself and a bit uncomfortable for me each night. still, you swerve yourself for another girl.
I felt my very first heartbreak at 3am on November 19th. when he was humming in a deep slumber, I love you for another girl.
I end the 5 years of relationship. he cheated on me for another girl and I left him cause I want to see him content.
©rumanrulesneverend
