The silence of mine, may be helped in building the life of my child, if I....
- the divorced parents
©lalitha_l2
#child
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light_ofthe_heart 1d
#ramadan #wod #series #mirakee #writersbay #writersnetwork #child #episodes #episode #love #home #motherslove #religion #joy #feelingblessed #beautifulgift #happiness #islam #islampoetry #muslim #muslimah #jannah #poet #islamicpoem #islamicpoetry #islamic #poem #poetry #paradice #religious #islampoem #wordings @mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay
Ramadan Series
Here comes the month
That which is one of its kind
That which even the devil is encaged
Where are you oh beautiful people?
Those who wants to free their minds
And illuminate their hearts with light
Use your nights wisely with salat
And your day with Qur'an on your lips
Your hands for sadaqa
Your minds for zikr
Your mouth for siyam
Your legs for tahajjud and taraweeh
Oh Ramadan!
Alhamdulillah for Ramadan...
©light_ofthe_heart -
Gift Of A Daughter
What feels better than this?
I don't think there might be any
No words can give meaning to what I feel
Neither a mind that would understand how I feel
Even my heart won't do justice to my emotions
My eyes can't portray what exactly I concealed
My lips might just play the tune it comes in contact with
This genuine smile is all I have to hold
My body tired from the reeks of labour
Legs feeling numb from what seemed like paralysis
Abdomen pseudo suffocated from a dreamlike reality
Chest still beating at the thought of what I went through
The pain still fresh in my memory
Of what it felt like to know pain in two forms at a time
This pain right now is full of happiness
From the sight of my miniature self
Happiness in my pain I am glad I endured
This i tell you is what real joy is
The gift of been blessed with a daughter
©light_ofthe_heart -
shubham_20 3d
Kuch bache itne rote hai ki unke khud ke parents doubt main rahate hai
©shubham_20 -
The love of a platform
The train ain't staying
But the platform's always here.
Everlasting love.
©Joyce Chow -
musings26as 1w
She's an old soul
with a childish heart.
©26as -
Halfblood
©precisel_unheard -
p_pranali 1w
Child Beggar
The grievous sigh
Of the child
Made his
Innocence defiled.
Caged in the
Trap of poverty
Life had made
A scornful mockery.
Wandering through
The heated streets
Little dusty
Bare feets creep.
Empty stomach
Wept in hunger
Inquiring fate
Of every wonder.
Begging penny
With pitiful face
To pay the debt
Of destiny's race.
Drained at the end
Of longish day
Adoring the reckless
Calm sleep on hay.
©p_pranali
#mirakee #writersnetwork #childbeggar #child #childlabour #povertyChild Beggar
Begging penny
With pitiful face
To pay the debt
Of destiny's race.
©p_pranali -
shubham_20 1w
Mere GF banoge
Meri kya phaayada hoga
Free main bache milega
©shubham_20 -
shubham_20 1w
©shubham_20
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walking is future
Every child is a version of future,
need to update.
©sandye -
ankuaabha 2w
Bhuk hai use khane ki...
Khana cahiye use saheb..
Khuddhar hai wo kuch jada..
Use magne ya churane nhi ata..
Zindagi kya hoti hai...
Usse lada kese jata hai..
Garib ka baccha ye ma ke..
Pet se hi sikhkar ata hai...
Padne ko je lalcahat hai..
Par pet bharne ko wo kamata hai..
Bahr pamphlet har koi lgata hai..
(Ki child labour nhi hai)
Lkn ndr me koi bccha hi bartan..
Majta hai..
Rukhi sukhi kha ke..
Wo guzara chalata hai..
Garib ka baccha ...
Guzara karna ma ke pet se sikh kar ata hai..
Galiyo me ghum ghum kar..
Wo awara ban jata hai..
Or uske awar bnate hi...
Desh ka ek yuwa bhatak jata hai..
Garib ka bccha hai saheb.....
Garib hi khlata hai...
Padna likhna use ata nhi..
Lkn zindagi jena ata hai...
©ankuaabha
Wese bacchon ko hume awara nhi bnanne dena cahiye...
We should support them as well as encourage them..
Hme unhe naitik muly bhi sikhane cahiye sahi glt bhi batana cahiye..
Unke parents to rozi roti kamane m wyast rahte hai..
Hume hi unhe sahi or glt, naitik or anaitik sikhana hoga...
Taki wo bade hokr awara nhi desh ka bhavishya bn sake...
#ittzzmeaabha #child # childlabour #youngindia @mirakee @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork @writersofmirakee @freedomfirst©ankuaabha
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aachiram 3w
I wish I had spoke truth since the beginning.
I lied to my myself someday,
I lied that everything's fine,
Nothing will happen...
But it creeped me out when I found myself in the dark.
I wish I knew how to deal with anxiety,
I’m a victim of self doubt,
and that’s not good at all.
I feel judged every single moment,
that takes the breath outta me coz most of the moment
I realise how I have spoiled all the stuff in my life.
Right now, I don’t know if I’m worthy of living or not.
I see myself in the mirror everyday to promise myself that this day would be a better one .
everyday is good, but how my mind simulates for the worst,,
I just,,,
don’t know,
I’m trying best to get out of it. But cannot, . at this time,
i’m nothing..
neither a good student, nor a nerd , nor a lover,
nor good daughter,..
I’m just most extra thing that people have got in their life.
I always have been slave of the devils inside my own..
I don’t feel like living..
somehow humiliation scares me,
my mind thinks all of worst I can have,,
and unfortunately,
I get the worse somehow..
I always feel a line between me and humans, either I had to change myself or act like all okay,, or they just leave me somehow..
It really feels awkward when people put the beauty of my heart aside..
they don’t respect it at all.
Why,, humans are like this??
aren’t they supposed to live happily with flaws of their own and others?
I don’t feeel like sharing anything with them, I know , they would complain about how dramatic I’m ..
but, I swear I’m not….
I’m a grown up creature,
but I don’t wanna act like grown up,,,
coz I have been actinh grown up since my childhood,, I’m fed up of
All good ,
all cool,
all mature personality..
I wanna breath with my flaws in rest,
I wanna be a child for a life,,
please don’t try to make me understand something, dude!
I know it better than you … I just don’t wanna act like that….
that’s it….
#dark #depression #anxiety
#curse #humans #humiliation
#childhood #parenting #betray
#truth #love #hoax #child #kid
#adults #awareness #soul #venom_thoughts
#suicides #correction #death #dead
#women #girl #mirakee
@writersnetwork.
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If my soul could ever talk..
[The story of a "perfect" child]
©aachiram -
benamak 3w
My parents think I m still a child,
They don't know i've already been sexually harrased many times in public transport,
They don't know I hv been cheated , backstabbed & shut out people whome I once thought were my friends,
They don't know that all these times ,people had been hurting me,using me ,and almost killed every last innocence in me,
They don't believe I,ve started to work out the people,the society, the world around me
They don't want to believe that I,ve already started to walk towards growing up.
©benamak -
Your opinion on Child sexual abuse......?
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poukii 3w
Child: Uncle, I am a happy child,as I exactly follow
the things that my parents and teachers tell
me to do. So I am not beaten by them.
Adult: Ooh!! yes it is good upto an extend,but have
you ever thought about how they will effect
you in future, before blindly following them?
Are you happy with these things? Do you
openly talk to your parents about it.
Child: Hmm!! no, because they say that children
Should not ask questions. Children should not
express what they feel and children are just
made to follow the rules.
Adult: Ohh !! my dear, your feelings are valid.You
Should learn to express it in correct way.
Otherwise you will become an adult like me
with mental illnesses.
Child: Seriously!! Ohh, I am sorry. I have always felt
too bad about myself. My parents compare me
to my friends. I don't know what to do.
Adult: You are enough my child, you are important.
Don't let others emotions make you feel
worthless. Talk to your care- giver about it.
Seek therapy.
Child: Therapy!! I feel too ashamed to go for a
therapy. My friends will make fun of me.
My parents are telling to hide my feelings.
Adult: No ,darling. Therapy will surely help you.
You know I thought the same way as a child,
but now I understood the need to express
emotions as I got diagnosed with Complex
traumatic disorder. They might tell you that
children and young people can't be sick.
That is a lie. It will create faults in your
foundation.
Child: Ohh !! Thank you Uncle, I will surely speak to
my parents and teachers about it. I didn't knew
about all these things. I am very happy that I
met you at the correct time.
Adult: Welcome,my child. Remember, don't let others
control you too much. Learn to say ' No' to the
things that you don't want to do. Don't be a
people pleaser.
©poukii -
I never saw a pure evil nor pure innocence, and if I ever come close to be the witness of that, that will be the form of *child*.
©pinkfloyduwu -
Just JoTruth
Kama mtoto mdogo,
Nimechoka kulia.
Kama mtoto mdogo,
Sitakupa tamaa
Kama mtoto mdogo,
Ninaota juu yako
Yule ninayetamani.
Like a little child,
I'm tired of crying.
Like a little child,
I won't give up on you
Like a little child,
I dream about you
The one I long for.
©just_jotruth -
A dying father or a father on his death bed still worries & think about his child's well being.
©anishap -
reshma_kausar_mohideen 31w
A BLOOD-STAINED DIAPER.
Mom used to hold me softly,
Dad carefully touched me.
So delicate was my body,
I was just a three months old baby..
I had worn no short dress,
No one have i tried to impress.
Neither was i out too late,
Nor did i go on any blind date.
Smiling at the rotating rattle,
I loved to lie in my cradle.
My sister used to jump & clap,
To see me laugh and hear me giggle.
My diapers were not soiled
Neither were they too wet,
They were taken off still
I did'nt know, who did that.
I had only milk,no other food
My frock seemed dark red hued,
I did not jump or play in dirt,.
My legs cramped, thighs also hurt
They all pitied me as i was molested,
So many times i was medically tested.
My body was drenched in injuries,
Doctors too did multiple surgeries.
For everyone else, its a matter of past,
My wounds have healed, scars shall last.
I live now ,with this strong inner belief,
Only death can place my soul on the ice of relief.
©reshma_moin_sheikh
#blood #rape #child #molestation #crime #poem #writerscommunity #writersnetwork #mirakeeworld #mirakeeA blood-stained diaper.
©reshma_kausar_mohideen