#Pure

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  • madmans_diary 10h

    Real men : love

    Never asks for date

    Rather , he obliges

    The rest of his life
    ©madmans_diary

  • durvakanade 1d

    Love Was Supposed To Be A Happy Thing Right ?

    Loving someone was meant to be a happy thing right ?
    I was vulnerable only around you but I scared to be vulnerable around you.
    It felt good always. Your possessiveness was making me admire you. That wasn't being protective. Was it ? This was toxic but I was loving it.
    But love ... Is meant to be loveable, pure, natural, a happy thing right ?
    We were sizzling but we can't have sizzling food daily right ?
    I was restless u were manipulative we were together but we were together + ish

    If only I could give up my fear to be vulnerable around you.
    If only we could be more cooperative and not manipulative ...
    If only I could dare to tell you that I love you...
    If only you could understand the feelings of heart and not the poison words.

  • mmbftd 2w

    Daddy

    I understand now
    Your fear
    Your cowardice
    The way you violently
    Kept us in line
    To make yourself feel important.
    And I've been your sounding board, since I was four years old. I was a wise child even then, because I had to be, to survive your rule.
    Now, even after your coma and near death sequence miraculously gave you more chances to live again ...
    You change nothing
    You have always been a liar
    A manipulative man
    Seeking out sympathy from your daughter before she could even ride a bike.
    Your marital strife, was a saga you versed me in.
    Now, you are almost 90. Ancient. Their should be wisdom acquired by now, but there are only more lies, more boiling hatred for anyone around you who thinks for themselves. Because you are a follower, begrudgingly. You do it to be a martyr. For sympathy.
    But I've none for you old man. I'm to blame. I've coddled you my entire lifetime and I've suffered from it. You never stood up for me, never got to know me, never heard me or cared to question anything. Your weakness sickens me. Have you never been grateful for anything?
    You tell me how you and mom fantasize about how much better your lives could've been if you hadn't had us kids. With glee you told me this! Even if it's true...why speak it? You want me to know that you are sorry we exist?
    We never asked to be here, under your thumbs, manipulated and diminished by your violent outbursts of fists and screams.
    I used to watch you beat my dog through the window. Horrified and terrified and all at once grateful it was not me in that moment. But I loved my dog so much. He was my one spot of joy. You hurt him. You hurt me through him. You planted seeds of terror in my soul. Your eyes black like hollow holes of rage. I could not save my dog, nor myself. You were my father, the secret monster. Smiles and songs for strangers, jokes and laughter to draw them in.
    And then other times you made me sing. Trained me to be your partner in ways my mother could not. You wanted to be famous. You wanted adoration above all else. You still do. And when I was little I sang and thought we sang together for the joy of song. The purity of harmony filling the air around us. But I was your monkey. You fooled me. You pretended to know me. As I tried my best to communicate with you through song.
    I'm so angry all this time later. Mostly at myself. For not seeing through you sooner.
    You created a jester that only a child would accept.
    I kept your secrets because you told me your life depended on them. I grew up angry at a mother you made into my enemy, with your lies. Your groomed me to be your soldier, your mascot, your shield against her.
    And even now, with your second chance at a valuable life...you cannot step into a life lived with integrity.
    You can only brag, about yourself incessantly.
    Old man, I loved you so, idolized you, took punches for you, gave you so much of my time and protection. Above my own life, I cared for yours.
    You are a bad man.
    You are on your own now.
    I can't save anyone but myself now.
    And you'll not even notice me gone.
    ©mmbftd

  • moonbeam1979 4w

    Eyes

    Her eyes are pure stars 💫✨

  • dg_the_line_of_thinking 4w

    Some people are priceless
    Even Rare conversation
    Never Stop them from loving !
    ©dg_the_line_of_thinking

  • lifelesssoul 5w

    Happy

    I had a casual meeting
    Colors flying everywhere
    My mind was blown of joy
    Overwhelmed
    How pure you are

    There you were smiling
    Not going anywhere
    Her feelings unknown
    Shying,
    How pure you are

    She is the one.

  • iamsatyajitrout 8w

    Love

    World's most finest and purest love story starts from a beautiful mistake...
    ©iamsatyajitrout

  • tejassharma 8w

    भगवान द्वारा रचित सबसे सुंदर रचना स्त्री को समर्पित यह कविता उनके द्वारा मेरे जीवन मे जितने भी अद्भुत बदलाव आए है उसके लिए कृतज्ञता मात्र है। शेयर करे अपने जीवन की हर महिला को एवं आभार व्यक्त करें।
    #love #life #motivation #woman #womanempowerment #respect #pure #KV

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    स्त्री

    स्त्रियाँ होती है बोझ नहीं, यह भार उठाने वाली है,

    है सती यह, है सीता यह, यह स्वयं देवी माँ काली है।

    है करुणामयी, है जननी यह, यह सृष्टि रचने वाली है,

    है सरस्वती, है लक्ष्मी यह, यही झाँसी की रानी है।।


    है धरा यह, है सरिता यह, यही अमृत सुधा की धारा है,

    है आन यह, है शान यह, यही स्वाभिमान हमारा है।

    इन्ही कर कमलों से निर्मित होता, सुंदर संसार हमारा है,

    सदैव करो पूजन इनका , यही संस्कार हमारा है।।


    है गरिमा यह, है प्रेम यह, यही विधि का विधान यहाँ,

    होता प्रलयंकारी महाभारत है, न नारी का सम्मान जहाँ।

    न कोई कवि , न 'तेजस' यह, धारण करता है ज्ञान यहाँ,

    न कोई कभी कर सकता है, स्त्री का, सम्पूर्ण महिमागान यहाँ।।
    ©tejassharma

  • _truesayings_ 9w

    घर में रोशनी कुछ बढ़ सी गई,
    पापा लगता है काम से घर आ गए।

    ©_truesayings_

  • jpwriter 9w

    Life's surprised adventure

    Life can be surprises
    or you can make them an adventure
    Turn the truth into lies
    Because your pride is too tender
    Concerned with Conceited eyes
    That should of never of entered
    You can sever ties
    But that's an Unpleasant gesture
    I Just worry about me & mine
    And on the side I help the contender
    No need to hurry time
    So I don't keep fury in my center
    Most stay in a flurry wondering why
    Creating too much pressure
    So before I hurry up to the sky
    I will dictate life to have pleasure


    ©jpwriter

  • spiderweb 9w

    എവിടെവച്ചു തിരിഞ്ഞാലാണ് തുടക്കത്തിലേക്ക് ഒന്നുകൂടി എത്താനാവുക?

    Where can I turn to get to the beginning again?
    ©spiderweb

  • tuiethetweety 10w

    "Pure Love"

    We both love each other,
    even after some years passed
    of our last meeting,we didn't
    count that and both got parted.
    physically parted,mentally we
    both are still attached to one
    another's heart and soul.
    There's no chance of meeting
    in the future,we both know that.
    yet,we didn't actually forget us.
    we keep loving each other,this
    love is never going to disappear.
    maybe this is called pure love,
    a love that is lifelong but no
    union of the lovers in this life.
    They are the true soul mates.
    They are twin flame,burning.

  • miss_sunshine1909 11w

    Black as devil... Hot as hell... Pure as an angel... Sweet as love...
    ©miss_sunshine1909

  • chowder16 14w

    A maiden who yearns for love that's not based on physical connection... Wrong timeline?��
    #oldsoul #love #bringmebacktothosetimes
    #pure

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    I wanted to go to that dance where they form a circle and dance to the beat of a merry music..
    Then somewhere you're enticed with this person..
    You concentrate on him..
    Smiling. Dancing. Enjoying.
    Then all you could hear and dance from is the beat of your own heart..
    The once crowded place is now empty.. Only you and him..
    Mesmerized with each other....
    You go closer and closer..
    By the time you held hands, you realized the music stopped.. *sigh*
    A clique scene, I know.. But what can I do? I think my soul is old..
    I fancy reading hand written letters placed on a scented envelope..
    I'd love to go on a field of dandelions then blow them one by one..
    I would giggle if someone sings love songs for me or read an original piece of poem. Oh how good it would be....
    To experience love in its purest form..
    ©chowder16

  • priyanshi_28 15w

    #dream #mydreamworld #mydream #heaven #heavensbay #joy #thought #purehearts #pure



    When the lights were all off
    And the stars were all bright
    When every door was shut
    And no one was on sight
    I left my couch, over which I lay
    I left my place of stay.

    I ought to leave the comfort zone
    Just to accomplish
    What the night has shown
    To me, it bestowed the highest privilege
    To me, it had shown me my dream,
    To achieve what I pledged.

    Now when the world has dozed off into theirs
    I toil to make mine with glittering flairs.
    With what I have and what God gave me
    My dream was not only in my sleep.

    Not to touch the moon,
    Nor to fly in sky
    Not money , not fame,
    My dream had nothing to do with same
    All I want is a drift in the world
    To bring smiles and blushes on every face
    To wash of every filthy and dirty place
    To purify the heart of masses
    To make one believe
    that love still ancompasses
    Because we deserve to live this way
    To make the earth
    a place called "Heaven's Bay".
    Where you and me can laugh and rejoice
    Where there is joy in every voice.

    Let alone, I start upon this time
    Through my words, my thoughts put in a rhyme,
    Because this was not a mere dream of the night
    For it lingered even when the Sun brought light

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    My Dream

  • iamsatyajitrout 15w

    Conversation

    He - Why do you love me much !
    She - Mujhe tumahri khayal rakhna acha lagta hai...
    ©iamsatyajitrout

  • 90s_beardbunny 16w

    Be pure.

    It's not important to be a special one for getting noticed by society,
    focus on what you are,
    Somebody normal like you will notice your purity.
    ©90s_beardbunny

  • kimzee 17w

    Love

    Love is one of the purest things in the world. But as pure it is, as evil it can be.

    Falling in love is only pure poison
    Anyway, in the end, you will end up getting hurt.

    Falling in love can be a dangerous experience

    True love is not something you can make, it's something there... Just happens.

    Think about love as a rose, a rose has pure beauty but it can easily hurt you with its sharp thorns.

    Think about love as a blood drop, it can be a sign of life, but also a sign of death.

    ©kimzee

  • __sana 18w

    Destiny

    Look at her eyes you can feel your own destiny.
    ©__sana

  • meline18_hk 30w

    Love is selfless.
    Whether people agree with it or not but that’s the fact.
    (The best example is mother’s love for her baby...it’s the purest form and it’s selfless)

    But these days people are talking
    more about self-love/love yourself
    Which is a good thing...
    I’m not complaining about it!
    But the only problem is that
    self-love is not a synonym for being selfish.
    Self-love is knowing your worth and
    knowing what kinda love you deserve.
    and not allowing yourself to accept anything less than you deserve.

    Self-love doesn’t mean being
    rude and reckless.
    Self-love shouldn’t be a reason you become selfish to an extent where you only love and care about yourself!
    That will surely spoil the true essence of love.

    I hope and wish that people learn the true meaning of self-love and stop showing attitude & being reckless in the name of self-love.

    ©meline18_hk