#brokenbutbeautiful

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  • januchandrababu 2d

    If I wanted to hold on to that relationship, I had to hold on to this pain!!

    #brokenbutbeautiful

  • bleeding__words 3d

    #wod #end #miraquil #writersnetwork #ending #shortstory #endingsbeginnings #betrayed #heartbroken #neverendingstory #airportdairies #denial #loveyourself #selfishlove #loveher #brokenbutbeautiful #foreveralone #healing @miraquill @writesnetwork @tammannaa @writershubp

    THANK YOU SO MUCH @writersnetwork for liking the post..Means a lot


    1st August, approximately at 12:00 pm, when she left from Mumbai Airport to her Hometown, little did she know,what looked like never ending fairytale has reached its end.This tale of two hearts ended two years back with so many things to comprehend.

    He dropped her at the airport with a promise to stay together forever and this distance will only make their relationship stronger.As the flight took off his phone switched off too . Now you might think how long she must have called that number, let's say for the next one year she called every hour.

    All his friends dodged her calls,crying for help she lost every ounch of respect and confidence she had earned after all.As days passed by, three months later her phone beeped with an email notification, it was from one of his friends informing about some dengue situation he had fallen int..Suddenly all the anger shifted into guilt, worrying nothing about but his health.

    She couldn't perform well thus decided to quit job till he is unwell. His friend asked her to stay back at hometown and wait for his call as his parents are against the caste to which she belongs.

    She asked this friend to just pay a visit to his home to which she bluntly opposed..Now the anticipation had transformed into worry and all she could think about was is he alive??

    Sharing three long years with eachother that last goodbye changed her forever. The chirpy loving girl went into depression feeling alive only when panic attacks hit her.

    Young, Strong, Independent and friendly soul went into a hidden shell. She fought all this alone not letting anyone know what's wrong..

    Cried in the corners, fake-smiled in the office, slept on the station floors, booked god knows how many cabs to possibly nowhere searching for little comfort to takeover. She looked for help here and there, knocked many shut doors but nobody came near.

    After nearly 11 months the phone was on but yet nobody would ever answer her calls.Now she asked help from her friends and associates, who till now had given up on helping her think straight. She heard from some FaceBook connections that after all he is doing fine, taking some deep breaths of relief, she could stop herself from crying.

    After a year and a half of failed calls, fearing the consequences to meet him and to end the misery and pain, she gained all the strength and went to his house..What she was about to know turned her world upside down.She saw him standing tall feeding his son across the hall.

    Living in nothing but denial, she couldn't believe the most valuable nurture relation has come to an end. Like many people she failed to keep her composure and messed some of her priceless relations.


    IT TOOK HER ALMOST 2 YEARS TO HEAL! Even though she has survived but the trust and faith, basically the urge to save any relation had to END in exchange.

    For some say it is a good excuse to escape from things, but ask me I have seen her growing. Remember there is nothing wrong in putting yourself first and sometimes being selfish helps...

    Sometimes no matter how impossible it may seem relationships come to an END till the smiles get real it is ok to pretend..


    ( thank you for giving it a read. If you have read it, please share your kind words )
    ©bleeding__words

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  • bliss__ 9w

    Myself
    Gathering shattered pieces
    Preserving
    Mending
    Holding onto hope
    Moulding
    At times falling apart
    Sealed
    Bleed
    Holding on to hope
    Cope
    Self love
    ©bliss__

  • itskirti 12w

    Kaisa ishq tu jataaye,
    Kaise pass mere aaye...
    Main nibhaaun tere Dil ki ye choriyaan...
    Main Teriiii ho gayiiaannn

  • raul12 13w

    Bravery

    Nothing is more dreadful than falling apart and shattering into pieces with each passing day and nothing is more progressive than collecting those shattered pieces and stand like you were never broken
    ©raul12

  • januchandrababu 15w

    #Brokenbutbeautiful��
    #mymostfavwebseries♥️
    By unknown writer

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    #Brokenbutbeautiful

    It takes a lot to heal a broken heart but it takes a lot more to trust that it won't be broken again!!

  • soshefeels 18w

    She

    There's a youthful woman I found within the reflect.
    She was by all accounts misplaced in someplace.
    She was by all accounts in an interchanging world.
    She was by all accounts on edge almost what to do and where to go.
    I may see her anguish and discouragement.
    Maybe she was broken.
    Perhaps she was in distress.
    Perhaps she was finding answers to her request.
    She had tears in her eyes but she had a smile all over endeavored to cover it.
    And a while later, there happened to divination.
    The wizardry she won't ever consider.
    A voice that changed her.
    The voice said to her, "no matter anything happens I am with you. You'll reliably be my wonderful delivery person. Just remain with me."
    From that point, she was cheerful, carrying on with a bona fide life.
    It was a voice from her soul.


    ©soshefeels

  • unveiling_thejourney 20w

    Beauty

    Flowers are gonna shed.
    Colours are gonna fade.
    Beauty still continues to exist.
    ©unveiling_thejourney

  • thescribbledwritings 22w

    Nature always gets me to writing. On a weekend hike, while waiting under the shade of a tree, here's how the musing was born to life. This musing is called Giving Back.

    Karthik writes a musing for @thescribbledwritings

    Want to pen your musing? Use our canvas, write to us by clicking the link ok our bio - @thescribbledwritings or DM us.

    Use #thescribbledwritings #TSW

    #heartbeats #silentthoughts #bond #relationships #twosouls #writersofig #poetry #microtales #mirakee #mirakeewriters #instagramwriters #lovelife #heartbroken #brokenbutbeautiful #myperfectposts #poetryisnotdead #2021 #2021story #scribbledwritings #iamwriting #musing #writerscommunity #writingcommunity

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    Ever wondered what is it like
    To give back with a soulful smile?
    Just give it a start,
    And witness the difference it makes to your heart.
    On a hot sunny day hike,
    A tree's shade brings back life,
    Without expectations, no strings attached, she stood tall,
    And stopped all the light crawling on me, I liked her gall,
    Watching her leaves rustle through the wind,
    She peeked at me to boggle my mind,
    I asked, "Why do you give your shade all day long?
    When most we humans do is hurt you and go wrong."
    She chuckled,
    And responded,
    Your father planted these seeds of mine,
    Nurtured for a decade, to reap the fruits over time.
    Sometimes all it takes is an effort,
    That will convert,
    Giving the money you can spare,
    To someone whose life can repair,
    Letting someone tell their story,
    And help them share their lonesome worry,
    Helping someone struggle with difficult feelings,
    Who is trying hard to find some healings,
    Making that apology you owe to every one,
    Forgiving those who wronged you once,
    Holding that hand when vulnerable,
    Letting them know they are valueable,
    Giving full attention to the one in front of you,
    And delve into every conversation as it's new,
    Give anything with a full heart,
    That is what I want to share through my art.

    Karthik
    ©thescribbledwritings

  • shristi_kumari_312 23w

    Ye behti hawa kuch kehna hai chahti
    Zara sath baitho to sahi
    Ye shayad humari hi dasta hai batlati
    Ye behti hui hawa apne sath sab kuch hai layi
    Zara ruko to sahi
    Isne bhi shayad humari hi tarah , chot hai khayi

    Yu to iski bhi aadat na thi-
    Bass chukar nikal jane ki
    Ye to sabko gale lagana chahti thi
    Per maari hui hai shayad, ye bhi kismat ki
    Yu to humesha muskarti rhti thi
    Or aadat to isse bhi ho gayi hai-
    Aasuon ko chupane ki

    Aajkal to isne bhi aahista se muskurana chor diya hai
    Aajkal to isne v aandhi or toofan ka roop chun liya hai
    Kha ab wo halki si thand ke sath behne wali hawa hai
    Jisne naa jane dheere se chalkar , kitno ko ishq ke rang me ranga hai

    Ab shiqayat karu bhi to kisse
    Sab to bss hai zindagi ke tute hisse
    Kaha wo behti hawaeyin
    Or kha wo bheegne per kadwi dawayein
    Sab to bass chut sa gaya
    Or ye dil bhi to tut hi gaya.....
    ©shristi_kumari_312

  • muski_ki_baatein 26w

    Dear Agastya,
    You taught us the greatest lesson of one-sided love. You knew you were never Rumi's first choice. Despite all those things you chose Rumi every time. I still remember how you completely mended yourself just to get Rumi's attention, and that's what we all do. Love makes us insane. We get impulsive, We become obsessed. We go that mad that we break all self-esteem boundaries and go beyond our ethics. But that's what we call the magic of love. It gives us the power to care and worry about others more than our feelings. How beautifully you grabbed and held Rumi in her worst times when she was fighting with her insecurities. And my most favorite part when You taught us "koi tumhe Pyaar na kare isse tumhara pyaar kum nahi ho jaata.Tum kaafi ho.Tumhara Pyaar kaafi hai" and I truly felt that. How fantastically you handled yourself after getting broken and Thanks to Sakshi Gupta. She held your hand and had been a great partner throughout. She taught us the most astounding fact that "everyone comes in your life for a purpose for a cause and when it's done then they have to leave and you need to learn t let them go". I am also grateful to Rumi for teaching us that we all make mistakes and it's okay. We all have our insecurities. We crave for others' approval and that's real. We all have been through it at least once in a while. Agastya, you said so well that we are our only competition. Our chase should make ourselves better and that's damn true. All in all, you made this hopeless romantic again believe in the magic of love. I don't know where Agastya Rao of my life is hidden. But I hope I will meet him soon someday, somewhere amid some blue sky. Yes, Broken but beautiful. A broken soul is beyond beautiful you know why because that soul knows the pain and so they never hurt anyone the way they were hurt.
    With Love,
    Muski.

    #muskikibaatein #brokenbutbeautiful @mirakee #pov

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    ©muski_ki_baatein

  • shree_tanwi 26w

    #brokenbutbeautiful , captivated by #sidharthshukla



    Something I wrote when I watched broken but now #SidharthShukla has just left us disheartened, never new this will be ending to the story of stanning him... He remains an ideology for rest of my life, his journey in biggboss has already shown a blueprint of life. Glad he happened in last two years, it was full of love and affection for him, stanning him and now when he left he took a part of dream, heart and solace with him...

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    BBB

    Why any other soul can overpower our all emotions,
    Why our body is devoid of any kind of motion,
    Why heart starts functioning as mind,
    Why all real emotions are left behind?

    No I m not speaking it being in love,
    I feel possessed by emotions,
    I feel filled with nervousness,
    I feel emptiness,
    And still
    I feel zeal and enthusiasm...

    Unaware of this feeling,
    My heart is healing...


    ©shree_tanwi

  • _desaiagraja 28w

    Mosaic

    Poems are the mosaic,
    made of broken piece of heart.
    Moved some of them together,
    And may be some pressed apart.
    Careful to not leave one behind,
    Scratched and dull they didn't mind.
    Until every gap was occupied,
    And then my heart beat was amplified

    I've starved,
    For a long time now,
    Shredded pieces were all around.
    But he Gathered them in the cart,
    to form me, a exquisite art.
    Poems are the mosaic,
    Made of broken piece of heart
    ©_desaiagraja

  • ekk_banjaran 29w

    Samajh nhi aata kya jada dukhta hai
    Tmhara mera hissa le jana
    Ya tmhara mujhe hisson me chhor jana


    ©ekk_banjaran

  • januchandrababu 31w

    If my lips would have known that, That day would have been the last day that my lips would feel yours, I would have never let go your lips from mine even for a second

    If my hands would have known that, That day would have been the last day that we hold each other, I would have never ever let go of your hands from mine even for a second

    If I would have known that, That day would be the last day that I would lie on your arms, I swear, I would have never ever let go of that arms or atlist I would have been lied on your arms bit more

    If I would have known that, That day would be the last day that I lie on your heart and listen to your heartbeat, I swear, I would have been recorded it in my heart permanently

    If I would have known that, That Spark, that smile with 'love' of US is gonna end that day, I would have definitely feel it #ONELASTTIME.

    If I would have known that "US" is gonna be YOU & ME, I would have never let that happen so soon

    If I would have known that you and me are gonna be sooo far away, I would have never ever let that happen

    ©januchandrababu

  • shambhavi1001 42w

    बग़ावत

    सब कहते हैं
    औरतें अब पहले जैसी नहीं रहीं
    उनमें अब वो अच्छाइयाँ बाकी नहीं रहीं
    अब वो बहुत बोलती हैं
    अब वो बहुत तेज़ी से जवाब देती हैं
    उनको गुस्सा बहुत जल्द आता है
    अब वो मनचली हो गई हैं
    अब उन में सहनशक्ति नहीं
    अब वो सिर्फ़ अपना सोचती हैं
    वो बग़ावती हैं
    मगर क्या किसी ने जीया है औरत के उन हालातों को
    जहां वो रोज अपना दम घोंटती है?
    क्या तुमने उसकी उस अच्छाई को देखा है,
    जिसने उस से उसके जीने के सभी हक़ छीने हैं?
    जिसने उससे उसकी पहचान, हुनर और सुकून छीना है?
    जिसने उससे उसका होना छीना है?
    क्या तुमने देखे हैं उसके जिस्म पर चोटों के निशान?
    क्या तुमने देखी है वो सहनशक्ति,
    जिसके आगे प्रकृति भी है नतमस्तक?
    जवाब देती दिखती है
    तो आँखों में खटकती है,
    मगर क्या सुनी है तुमने उसकी सिसकियाँ
    अंधेरे कमरे के कोने में?
    कभी सोचा है बोल पड़ने से पहले,
    कितनी बार चुप रही होगी वो?
    बग़ावत करने से पहले कितने दिन ज़ंजीरों में लिपटी रही होगी?
    हाँ, यह सच है औरत पहले जैसी नहीं है
    अब वो मूक नहीं है
    अब वो मजबूर नहीं रहती
    मगर तुम को सिर्फ़ उसका आक्रोश दिखता है,
    उसके संघर्ष नहीं,
    जिस दिन तुमने देख लिया उन हालातों को करीब से
    तुम जान जाओगे कि तुम औरत के बराबर नहीं
    उससे कहीं गुना कमतर हो
    क्यूंकि जिन हालातों में औरतें बगावत करती हैं
    उन हालातों में तुम दम तोड़ दोगे
    ऐसे हालातों में,
    जहां ज़िन्दा रहना नामुमकिन होता है
    ©shambhavi1001

  • boldalphabets 43w

    #1

    You broke our bond,
    That I felt strong,
    Didn't know where I went wrong.
    When things were just fine,
    You crossed the line.
    Expecting me not to whine,
    You did blame the time.
    Didn't let us shine,
    I waited for you to tell my big crime.
    ©boldalphabets

  • januchandrababu 43w

    Love my every piece of broken heart ❤️

    ©januchandrababu

  • shambhavi1001 44w

    इंतज़ार

    आज भी लोग मेरे चेहरे को देखते हैं
    तो तुम्हारा ज़िक्र आज भी हो जाता है
    वो पूछते हैं मुझसे तुम्हारे बारे में।
    और मैं
    कभी नज़रें बचाती
    बहाने बनाती
    झिझकती,मुस्कुराती आगे बढ़ जाती हूँ।
    इस डर से कि कहीं मेरी ज़बान ना लड़खड़ा जाए
    कि कहीं कोई भांप ना ले मेरे दिल की बात
    वो मेरे मन को टटोलने की कोशिश करते हैं
    और मैं घबरा जाती हूँ
    क्यूंकि
    तुम्हारा ये एक ख़याल तो कभी ज़ेहेन से गया ही नहीं।
    मैं वहीं खड़ी हूँ जहां
    तुम मुझे ये कह गए थे
    कि
    मैं सब कुछ भूल जाऊँ क्यूंकि
    वो सब कुछ था ही नहीं।
    मेरे ज़ख़्म आज भी उतने ही हरे हैं जितने उस दिन थे,
    कि आज भी मैं अपनी जानिब आते
    हर शख्स को सिर्फ़ इसीलिए धकेल देती हूँ,
    कि मुझे आज भी आस है तुम्हारे लौट आने की;
    ये जानते हुए भी,
    कि तुम अब कभी लौट कर नहीं आओगे।
    मैं आज भी तुम्हारी याद में अपनी नज़्मों को पन्नों पर आंसुओं की तरह इस ऐसे बहाती हूँ,
    जैसे इनको पढ़कर तुम थाम लोगे मुझे फिर दोबारा से;
    ये जानते हुए भी, कि तुम्हारे हाथ ये पन्ने कभी नहीं लगेंगे।
    मैं बेहतर बनने की कोशिश करती हूँ ये सोचकर कि
    एक दिन तुमको भी नाज़ होगा मेरी कोशिशों पर;
    ये जानते हुए भी कि
    मेरा साथ तुमको शर्मिंदगी के अलावा कुछ और महसूस नहीं करा सकता।
    मैं क़यास लगाती हूँ
    और बार बार बिखर जाती हूँ
    फिर भी एक आस है जो नहीं जाती
    एक ऐसी आस
    जो फिर समेट लेती है मुझे
    फिर मजबूर करती है
    उस इन्तज़ार में रहने को
    जो बेवजह है
    जिसका कोई मतलब नहीं है
    जिससे तुमको कोई लेना-देना नहीं है.
    पर आज मुझे फ़िराक़ का वो शेर याद आता है
    जो कभी तुमने मुझको सुनाया था
    किसी और की याद में,
    वही शेर मैं तुमसे कहती हूँ
    'तेरे आने  की क्या उम्मीद मगर  
    कैसे कह दूँ कि इंतज़ार नहीं'
    ©shambhavi1001

  • shambhavi1001 44w

    The letter.

    This is a letter,
    To the boy who broke my heart.
    Oh boy,
    I'm still mad at you for not loving me back
    But I thank you for the gift that you gave
    Yes, you read it right
    A gift it was.
    HEARTBREAK
    The most important gift I could ever have
    I still long for your love
    I still long for happiness
    But I long for sadness, solitude and gloom more
    I was happy when I sat for hours
    In a garden with you
    But on that day
    When you left
    It felt like I was in a desert
    Where I heard no other voice
    But my own
    I found oasis amidst the dreary desert
    I found peace within me.
    I never knew things about myself until now
    I never knew that I was enough for myself
    I never knew
    The companion that i always needed was me.
    Heartbreak
    Pain
    Loneliness
    It was all worth it,
    I found my true self.
    Poetry, philosophy and introspection
    You can't know them truly,
    Without embracing pain.
    Call me pessimistic or a gloomy soul
    But I don't escape pain
    I'm in love with my broken pieces
    More than ever
    For I know
    Pain is beautiful
    Art emerges from it
    Look what you did,
    You made me an alchemist.



    -I'm transforming pain into art.

    ©shambhavi1001