#Modern

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  • hawaii 1w

    L E S S


    I S


    M O R E

  • why_cho_serious 11w

    Now a days,

    They cheat you on their own

    But

    Never hesitate to blame you for that!
    #AJ245
    ©why_cho_serious

  • reshma_kausar_mohideen 11w

    BATHROOM KNOWS IT ALL.

    The body that glistens under the stars like the glassy sheen,
    The even skintone throughout her body, crystal clear and ultra clean,
    Like the masterpiece of an experienced sculptor she appears,
    Who's sculpted every inch of her figure burning millions of his years.

    Each and every feature of her face seems to be phenomenal,
    Pillowy lips blending with all the tints and shades, looking perfectly natural.
    Almond - shaped eyes reflecting the depth of enormous Pacific ocean,
    The heart-shaped face bearing the 'Greek nose', carved with great perfection.

    Lustrous and bouncy hair with a good length and volume,
    She looks remarkable everytime, whatever be the get-up or costume,
    Heavy bridal gowns she's made to wear for advertisements and auctions,
    Those uncomfortable revealing dresses she puts for designers' promotions.

    Be it heels or flats, she ramp walks on each footwear with great balance,
    Survives the ugly moments of 'Casting Couch' to fetch a chance to prove her excellence,
    Those heavy jewellery and accessories she flaunts with such finesse,
    Those tears are never allowed to cross the lines of kohl, her smile cloisters all the mess.

    Gets showered down those multiple layers of harmful cosmetics she wears,
    Attires being a burden either on her body or soul get pulled off, all day that she bears,
    The charm of her face and body which girls wish to own, for which they fall,
    Is just like the bubble of illusion, the shower & mirrors of her bathroom know it all.

    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen


    *Reshma kausar Mohideen*

    *Insta handle: sword_of_word_86*

    #modern #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #Poems #write #literary #bathroom #model #actress #life

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    BATHROOM

    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

  • reshma_kausar_mohideen 12w

    WHAT MAKES ME WRITE.

    We are like four corners of a quadrilateral, right - angled,
    Me, my pen, my diary and my poems, all four of us are closely tangled,
    I am addicted to framing poems and I can proudly say,
    My addiction is my meditation, beneficial in the most constructive way.

    My chessboard consists of twenty-six chess pieces,
    With whom I play and battle to create rhythmic verses,
    Dark and bright shades of nature, I unleash and glorify in rhymical style,
    I lay my inky petals of honour and praise, being a crazy logophile.

    The tender skin of my pages, the nib of my pen caresses,
    Love in any of it's purest forms, when it comes across or witnesses,
    Concepts and facts, the masses are less aware about,
    I squiggle them down to rupture the ignorance, my words silently shout.

    Every minute detail of life makes me muse upon,
    Be it the present phase, era yet to emerge or the period bygone,
    My words turn sharper than a sword coated with piquant euphemism,
    To prod & awaken the humans frozen beneath the sheets of brutalism.

    Dark themes pull out the best in me and enhance my writing ability,
    Pertaining to the sins & crime pathetic shades of humans and humanity,
    I feel urged to write an ode, biography or a dedication to mortals and immortals,
    Also pieces with deep emotions, lessons of life and great values and morals.

    When I am being challenged by writing communities to quote poems on the topics given,
    With strong rivals to be dealt with & the desire to pull off the bottle - neck competition,
    I just can't resist myself from writing, no matter the battle is lost or won,
    Every time I write a poem with all my energies converged, I find my new version.

    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

    *Reshma kausar Mohideen*

    *Insta handle: sword_of_word_86*

    #modern #oppose #blindfaith #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #Poems #write #literary

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    WHAT MAKES ME WRITE.

    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

  • reshma_kausar_mohideen 12w

    BLIND BELIEFS.

    Blind beliefs are like fake wealth we ingnorantly inherit,
    From our ancestors, who foregrounded practices, illicit,
    For the sake of safeguarding hollowed traditions and culture,
    Humanity gets hung till death, humans get burnt on the pyres of sheer torture.

    I wonder how blind beliefs have been able to progress,
    From the era of darkness to the epoch of modernness,
    It's we, double - faced people, judge for others, lawyers for ourselves when guilty,
    Propagating toxic beliefs eroding the very fabric of our society.

    A practice to sacrifice somebody else's children,
    In order to treat the womb of a woman, infertile and barren,
    Just on the suggestions of some corrupt saint,
    Who has no God, no religion, whose humanity's faint.

    The pious fire to free the soul of a person, at his decease,
    Swallowing his widow, orphaning their children with such ease,
    If at all, she's been granted the permission to stay alive as a widow,
    There's a whole constitution set by a few sick -heads, she's ought to follow.

    Another most practiced blind -faith we need to deal at this very point of time,
    A natural phenomenon of periods is being treated as a awful crime,
    But the male child born who dwelled in that impure blood throughout the pregnancy,
    In his mother's womb, gets welcomed by all with great ardour, height of hypocrisy!

    Let's burn these blind beliefs in the fire of Sati and like systems,
    Let's sacrifice patriarchy hiding behind such out - dated customs,
    Let's pledge to rescue our society from such practices, toxic and tragic,
    Blind beliefs be dumped into blind pits, we'd walk on the lit paths of science and logic.


    #modern #oppose #blindfaith #mirakee #mirakeeworld #writersnetwork #writerscommunity #literacy

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    BLIND BELIEFS.

    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

  • mr_stellar 12w

    Lɪɢʜᴛ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ sᴇᴇɴ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀᴛ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴅɪsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ, ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪᴅsᴛ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss. Bᴜᴛ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ sᴇᴇɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ sᴇᴇᴋɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟ ʟɪɢʜᴛ, ɪs ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴋɴᴏᴡʟᴇᴅɢᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀᴡᴀʀᴇɴᴇss ᴍᴀᴋᴇs ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇǫᴜɪʀᴇᴅ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇ.

    #Philosophy #Light #Truth #Darkness #Awareness #Good #Evil #Life #Lifestyle #Right #Wrong #Neon #Modern #Contemporary #Light #Hope #Fantasy #Future #Motivational #Inspirational #Confidence #SelfHelp #Belief #English #Classic #Literature #POD #TOD #WOD

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    Reign of Light

    Dᴀʀᴋɴᴇss ᴅʀᴏᴏʟs ᴏɴ ᴍɪɴᴅs.
    Rᴏᴜᴛɪɴᴇs ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜʟᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀʟᴇss ᴋɪɴᴅs.

    Dᴀʀᴇɴᴇss ɪs ᴀ ᴍᴀɴᴅᴀᴛᴇ, ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇ ʙᴇʏᴏɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇɪʟ ᴏғ ʟɪᴇs.
    Tʜᴀᴛ's ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀ sᴛᴀɪʀᴄᴀsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀɴᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ʜᴇᴀᴠᴇɴ, sᴇᴄʀᴇᴛʟʏ ʟɪᴇs.

    Wɪʟᴅᴇʀɴᴇss ɪs ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴅᴜᴍᴍʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ.
    Iɴᴡᴀʀᴅɴᴇss ɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴜs ʟᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ sʜᴏᴡ!

    Pʏᴛʜᴏɴᴇss ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀʏsᴛᴀʟ ʙᴀʟʟ.
    Rɪᴛᴢʏ ᴍɪʀᴀɢᴇ ᴏғ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ʟɪғᴇ ᴠᴀɴɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, Tʀɪɢɢᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴ ᴇʟᴏɴɢᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ᴄᴀʟʟ.

    Tʜᴇ Nᴇᴏɴɴᴇss ɪs ʙʟᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀʟʟ ɪᴛs ᴍɪɢʜᴛ.
    Mʏ sᴇɴsᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴏᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴅʀɪɴᴋ ɪᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴ ᴜɴᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪʀsᴛ ᴀᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ sɪɢʜᴛ.

    Tʀᴜᴇɴᴇss ɪs ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴀᴛ ʙᴀʏ, ғᴀᴋᴇɴᴇss ᴍᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ᴀs ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ, ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʜᴀs ɪᴛs sᴀʏ.
    Nᴏᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ sʜɪɴʏ & ɢʟɪᴛᴛᴇʀɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛs ᴀʀᴇ sʏᴍʙᴏʟs ᴏғ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴀʏ.

    Gᴏᴏᴅɴᴇss ɪs ᴏᴍɴɪᴘʀᴇsᴇɴᴛ, ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ɢʀᴇʏs.
    Pᴇʀᴛɴᴇss ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴘᴇʀᴄᴇɪᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴏᴜɴᴄᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴜɪᴄᴇ ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ, ɪғ I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴅᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ's ᴘʀᴇʏs.

    Tʜᴇ ᴘɪɴᴋɴᴇss ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Tʀɪᴀɴɢʟᴇ ɪs ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ.
    Rᴇɪɢɴ ᴏғ Lɪɢʜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ sᴛᴀʀʀɪɴɢ ʀᴏʟᴇ ɪɴ ɪᴛ; ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ.

    © Sᴛᴇʟʟᴀʀ Rᴀᴍ 2021

  • supasesh 13w

    COKENOSENOPANTIES

    rocket punch pop nose bleed jaw drop
    spin like a fairy tale were just kinda missing the plot,

    so we crash cars in empty parking lots, ridding like where royalty in shopping carts
    when the world is falling apart, self destruction becomes like some fine arts,
    generation of meaningless sex  everyone gives out numbers but its different when it comes to our hearts,

    dearly depart, but were still alive and breathing,
    look at a pig wrong and you could catch a beating,
    we can fly billionaires to space yet we still have children going every night wihtout eating
    ©supasesh

  • heyoka_warrior 22w

    I just grab a pen and paper or a notebook
    If I wish to write poems, quotes or lyrics
    Or I use my phone's notes and social media
    If I wanted it virtual and modern;
    Then I feel the rush of thoughts
    Going with the flow of emotions,
    Listening to my intuition—Spirit voice,
    And following the rules of the club;
    Reminiscing my experiences,
    Putting creative art in writing—
    Direct, simple yet deep enough
    To capture the heart of the soul
    That is doomed by the shadows of sin,
    Or awaken the dormant thinker
    That is veiled by the hypnotizing covers
    Of this world's scheme of things;
    Besides, little things matter
    Like the present moment's wonders—
    Appreciating and delighting in the senses
    And the outside world from where borne
    My internal motivation to write;
    These are just the tools that I use
    For my soul's relief, learning, and poetry.

    ©heyoka_warrior

  • sheikh_huzaifa 22w



    Gehray zakham chub tay zaroor hai
    Par oonka marham bananaa b seekh liya hai
    Iss say kehtay hai Modern World
    Yahan har cheez ki dawa mil jati hai
    Zakhmu ki b milnay lagi hai
    Khud ba khud.....
    ©sheikh_huzaifa

  • kkk786 24w

    कुत्ता पालना गलत नहीं है, लेकिन आजकल लोग जिस कारण से पालते हैं वो सरासर गलत है।
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    #kk #sarcasm #modern #culture #truth #reality #world #humanity #dog #rich #thoughts #diary #life #inspiration #travel

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  • sleepingsoul 27w

    Rural

    Sometimes I feel to leave this city surrounded by a hustle puzzle. I just want to settle in a quiet place surrounded by farm animals and crops enhancing my creativity amidst the hot air thumps.
    ©sleepingsoul

  • thinkingheart14 30w

    MODERN your THINKING,

    Rather than your LIFE STYLE...

    ©thinkingheart14

  • manjula_rangu 32w

    "Modern" tag

    Some people proudly say that they don't follow traditions coz they are modern. I say they are stupid.
    Just by ignoring traditional practices no one can become modern.
    Do you know our traditional practices are the most scientific ever?
    Question the practices, do research, find out the answers and call yourself modern.

    ©manjula_rangu

  • kaydeedubb 35w

    Romless

    what happened to the subtleness,
    sweet little words that last a lifetime?
    has that all gone to waste or 
    are we too accepting of mediocracy?
    I lie here alone, pondering the state of being—
    either I'm too mean or chivalry is nonexistent—
    when's the last time you've heard:
    would you like to go out to eat, to the movies, or anywhere other than a pull-up?
    why is it that men expect women to swoon at their wants?
    no decent conversations, 
    empty "what you doing" and
    ''when can I see you's", are now romantic,
    but call it what it is a meaningless fling.
     
    an addiction of being wanted
    close the mind from feeling neglected. 
    never seen that it's yet another tasteless plea,
    one of lust and desire that
    the covet of being loved is like a sweetener. 
    you know it's extra calories but it tastes refreshing,
    never mind the small harm.
    but once that dies down, what's left?
    ©kaydeedubb

    #lust #want #desire #dating #modern

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  • babershaik 37w

    Orthodox modern

    When orthodoxy clashes with modernity on their agreeing terms on the current issues, the orthodoxy becomes little modern and the modernity feel satisfied on orthodoxy agreeing its point of view. It has been happening from long time thus vanishing orthodoxy from the Indian society.

    ©babershaik

  • ecstaticangel 39w

    My (evergreen) Love

    I am a lad off with my shoes
    Hither I go and thither more.
    But my heart beats for the girl
    Who is still unknown.
    I see her on the terrace,
    I watch her everyday,
    She is my princess in my fairy land.


    A few feets away from my terrace,
    I can see her balcony and a door that
    Makes my senses come alive.
    Oh! There she is with her enchanting beauty
    And a careless posture that is quite inevitable.
    I get amazed how she smiles each time spreading the
    Invisible venom into my nerves.

    My works are slow as I have no time for me
    There are innumerous devise for my future,
    But I go dancing and swinging my body and my soul.
    She with her beauty, made me laugh, made me cry,
    Oh! Dear I am absolutely loosing my mind.
    Her beautiful long perfect hands gestures towards me
    When she playfully winks at me, I can sense her presence
    Even in my dreams.

    Whether be day, whether be night,
    Whether be scotching sun or luminous moon.
    Dazzling through the milieu as every night,
    I try to see you with my arms stretched wide.
    I want to hug you, want to feel you,
    Oh! I am a lad with my broken voice of my soul,
    In which you my love have adorned my perilous core.

    I watch your every move as I watch my destiny,
    I often smile like a regretful idiot.
    Who knows nothing but only your presence.
    You are so perfect with attractive posture
    As I love to admire the silhouette of you my
    Lady love.
    Now I can say that you are mine..

    The destiny though is not so fruitful,
    As I speak my words, tears emerging across my eyes..
    One fine unfortunate day, I woke up to see you,
    There were chaos on the balcony which once belonged to you,
    At first I wasn't sure but gradually realisation hit me hard,
    You along with your parents were leaving the place...
    I couldn't accept it yet,as my craving to see you denies the
    Fact of emptiness since next morning..

    I could not tell you that how much I love you.
    I cried since then as my love for you was pure
    And stayed somewhere in my mind for the rest of my life..
    Be it punishment or adherence, I owe you my life,
    Though not universally connected.
    I belong to the city of Destiny and part of me is with you
    Wherever you are.

    Though I have never expressed my love for you,
    Here in this poem, I say few words to you my lady love.
    Destiny may not play a role to unite us,
    May be you get a love that fulfill you,
    May be you have been now a grown-up lady,
    My heart says may you be happy for your lifetime,
    May you prosper in your life and if it's meant to be
    Then someday we would meet and I would see you
    Like I did before....and quench my thirst eyes before I die..
    ©enadas

  • ankitamalla 40w

    Looking for - something casual

    Every time we kiss,
    I get this urge to say
    I love you.
    From my gut to my throat,
    these words travel,
    reaching the tip of
    my tongue.
    But right then, the brain
    signals to stop,
    “Ain’t these words forbidden
    in this relationship”,
    I am reminded.
    Of course yes, after-all,
    I am the one
    who willingly agreed to
    these laid down rules.
    “Why can’t you stop”, I tell
    these so called 3 magical
    words fiercely.
    “Why can’t YOU stop”, they tell
    me back, mockingly.
    Ok! I’m the silly one here,
    I agree and roll my eyes
    sheepishly as I try to
    end this conversation.
    Just then, I feel his lips on my neck,
    and, damn! Am I doomed or
    Am I doomed, I sigh,
    while those 3 magical words
    prep to travel up my gut,
    mocking me, yet again!



    ©ankitamalla

  • ipraveen 44w

    We are those impatient human race,
    Who want everything at a faster pace.
    We are that greedy mind making profits,
    who have been blessed with natural gifts
    by mother nature who always cares for us,
    But what have we done?
    We are those nasty minds,
    Who in return gave her poisonous gases,
    And filled her place with tons of choking plastics.
    We are those travellers, exploring the interstellar.
    But difficult to go and meet our immediate neighbour.
    We are so obsessed with KFC and McDonalds,
    But ignoring the foods produced by toiling farmers.
    We are those who designed machines and robots,
    But ended up overdependent on them and becoming lazy minds.
    Our love and emotions are expressed through emojis,
    Lurking in our electronic gadgets.
    We are those dumb people stuck in our phones,
    But not aware of what's going on in the surroundings.
    We have replaced many things with smartphones,
    But failed to replace the dirty and unsustainable lifestyles.
    Where are we heading?
    To the world of better future?
    Or still thinking about profits and achievements?
    Please write your views ������


    #farmers
    #modern
    #civilzation

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  • atheist_by_mind 49w

    Pseudo feminist may enter in comment box������
    #psycho #reality #atheist #truth #girls #ripclothes #low #animals #modern

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  • veerakanellore_bhavana 51w

    EDUCATION

    Ancient gurukul system is the best for good education. Modern education has many flaws. Here everyone just keep running in a race to be ahead of others. Many institutions just focus on money and divert parents mind by saying top ranks matter which leads every child life to danger. This system just focuses on read and read and finally get top rank else your life is worthless. This system just forgot about physical activities and mental health. But coming to Gurukul system it focuses on every factor that makes student a better human being. It focuses on love, care, discipline, yoga, arts, sports and many good things. Along with these every student has to do their daily chores which makes them to be independent. This system cares about physical activities, knowledge and mental health. All these factors makes student mind be positive and brings peace of mind which makes them to have a balanced and happy life.

    ©veerakanellore_bhavana