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  • evolvingideas 2w

    I keep waiting for the moon to bless my night,
    The stars are few in a clouded sky,
    She appears, but not to my yearnful eyes;
    She lurks behind the clouds all night.

    Come dawn, and it's a rush to leave.
    But she does with the sweetest smile.
    The heart can't take it anymore,
    Can't help but fall for ever more;

    Now it's another night to wait longingly for.

    ~~ manas

  • evolvingideas 2w

    Teenage Dilemma


    Dark clouds loom overhead,
    As the sky once azure, turns dark.
    The sun which shone bright before,
    Now lines the darkness in silvery light.
    There lies some hope perhaps;
    But it doesn't rain, nor does it shine.
    What a strange occurence !
    To have befallen my befuddled mind.

    The wind brings a smell familiar,
    Of rusting metal devoid of care;
    Smells sore like heartbreak.
    I cannot fathom a reason why,
    Drenched with the fear --
    Of the inevitable, yet to be cognizant with.
    The heart aches as the sky groans in pain,
    Maybe it'll rain soon, tired of its burden.

    Then I shall sob and submit.
    Water has memory, they say.
    I shall speak to the rain,
    Why fear of the certain uncertainty haunts?
    As it washes down my anxious,
    I hope to find peace.
    For then, the clouds shall have retreated;
    And I shall see the sun again.

    ~~Manas

  • evolvingideas 9w

    LET FREEDOM SPEAK OUT LOUD


    When the clouds of opression,
    Rain down mercilessly.
    When the flood of injustice,
    Pull you down neck deep.
    Remember the sun still shines overhead ---
    The silver lining appears why.
    Let freedom speak out loud !!
    The clouds shall have to retreat.

    When voices are muffled,
    When the limbs are shackled;
    When the faces are kept veiled,
    And all wills are shattered.
    Remember evil shall have it's fall always,
    The watchful eyes command thus.
    Let freedom speak out loud !!
    The shackles of tyranny shall destruct.

    Let freedom speak out loud,
    For the voice of freedom,
    Is the loudest and clearest--
    Which no force could ever muffle.
    History remains witness,
    How oppressors birthed liberators !
    The world belongs to the free,
    Let freedom speak out loud !!


    Y. Manas Singh






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    Freedom

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  • evolvingideas 11w

    Here's my entry for the hoarding challenge @miraquill

    #hoarding #miraquill #mirakee #writersnetwork #ceesreposts

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    "You....yes YOU.

    YOU'RE SPECIAL. YOU'RE WORTHY.
    KEEP FIGHTING, YOUR PURPOSE AWAITS YOU."



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  • evolvingideas 11w

    "I keep waiting for the moon to bless my night,
    The stars are few in a clouded sky,
    She appears, but not to my yearnful eyes;
    She lurks behind the clouds all night.

    Come dawn, and it's a rush to leave.
    But she does with the sweetest smile.
    The heart can't take it anymore,
    Can't help but fall for ever more;

    Now it's another night to wait longingly for."


    ©evolvingideas

  • evolvingideas 55w

    As I drive past, I see the sun lurking,
    Between tall trees that grow by the roadside;
    Playing hide and seek,
    While catching up on me.

    I can hear the call of cattles,
    On each side of the lonely road,
    Grazing merrily on the fields,
    And calling out to me.

    I love the smell of freshly tiled earth,
    And newly grown paddy;
    Filling the air with pleasant aroma,
    While reaching out to me.

    The mountains spreads it's arms, standing tall,
    The clouds read 'WELCOME'
    They make my heart thump with joy,
    As they beckon me.

    I drive past green gardens of tea,
    And tiny sheds roofed with lovely straw;
    Under which the farmer smokes his pot,
    As he sings his songs to me.

    I like seeing people whiz past,
    In their cars carelessly,
    And lovely couples by the road,
    They enliven the sight for me.

    I like the feeling of the windy gush,
    Blowing against my face;
    It's deafening roar silences everything,
    As it blows past me.

    When the day reaches eventide,
    There sun in the horizon sinks slowly;
    Shining bright for one last time,
    As it bids farewell to me.

    Oft', do I stop to stand and stare,
    At nature's serenity;
    Oh! how beautiful is life in nature's lap,
    The good God has given me.


    ©evolvingideas

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    Writing this after a long hiatus, waking up from a creativity crisis... Please have a look ������❣️❣️ #love #nature #inspiration #thoughts #poetry #life #travel #friendship @_k_phoenix

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    Why I love driving!

  • evolvingideas 63w

    When you look above at a starlit night sky, be aware of the fact that the starlight reaching your eyes may be from a distant star that has already extinguished. Thus the source is dead, but the light it radiated has travelled through space and time to be the twinkling lights that you so adorn.

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    Starlight
    T r a v e r s e s
    Time.


    ©evolvingideas

  • evolvingideas 67w

    Hope sometimes blind us so much so that we don't realise it's time to let go.





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  • evolvingideas 68w

    And darling, my love for you has become like the moon in broad daylight.
    You wouldn't know it, I wouldn't show it.
    But we both know it's still there.....




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  • evolvingideas 70w

    Sadness is an addiction and we end up resigning ourselves to it.


    ©evolvingideas