Most of us are dead at 30, but burried in our 80's. This life of ours is such a beautiful opportunity to explore ourselves and exhibit the best version to the world. Let's not waste it by wasting time.
I am compiling a book about and have an opportunity for you. Kindly DM me to my Instagram account : @heart_scribes. Hoping for a positive response. Please don't mind if I have already contacted you.
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8-9-2020 12:01 a.m. Every time you leave me in the dusk But, I am here to welcome you always wholeheartedly Without asking, why you are afar? Coz I can decipher your thoughts That something is going another way' But with a null conversation with you Empties my soul. Chewing up my own heart that aches a lot Although I am breathing, yet I am lost Somewhere in this scary world Gazing at the starlight, wishing for your betterment Mi Amore! I am unable to jot down anymore Sometimes I feel we cannot collide Coz every beautiful thing has an end Earlier I used to be euphoric But these days greyness lingers with me My love for you is abysmal Poetry is my constant solace beside you @leena_afsha_ishrot #leena_unsaidwords#pod#euphoric#you@mirakee@writersnetwork@jiya_khan@rani_shri
hharshitha@the_world_is_unknown that's very kind of you to say!! Trust me... everyone has a writing style... you do too! You just need a little bit of practice and a whole lot of passion... which you have already! You amazing the way you are! ❤ :)
One of your palm grasped my waist like I'm the summer wind which will pass by any moment and another of palm was on my cheek, while your lips we're busy attacking all over the skin, like mad dictator, conquering his kingdom, recklessly and leaving the trail of hickeys and bites on the places I always wanted to. Your sword of tongue was cutting me into Fragile moans, while ravaging yet caressing my bliss, my lips Like it's a pair of swan. You found a way to the core of my storm and started to compose relentlessly until the storm brewed to the brink that it lost it's path And induced into euphoric bliss, Just like the summer wind.
It's not a justification but just a humble feeling of mine that even though the greatest joy of life is successful love, if u recieve a failure in same u still need to carry on and carry on positively. The love is our own talent and our own euphoric pleasure, it should not be contaminated by grudge, jealousy,and ignorance. #love#duty#worship#trust#responsibility#इश्क#फर्ज़#हिज्र#बंदगी#सच#writersnetwork#euphoric#joy#खुशी