Miraquill
Blue feels
How many times to say "I love You"
How many times to say "I miss you"
Before the distance between us
Be gone or if not at least be reduce
For what I feel is definitely blues
Due to the fact,that and this
I cannot do without
Yes, without you by my side.
Ps. Missing you feels.like babe Jenny Ann Berbon,I love you
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#lgbt
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REASONS
A list of reason
Why I love you
A lot if you may
Allow me to say
You are you,one
You're beautiful,two
Inside and out, that's for sure
You're a blessing,three
With a heart pure and also my cure
From the world that's so unsure
I love you Jenny Ann Berbon. I'm in for a ride with you in this lifetime.Photo By Paige Weber on Unsplash5 0
If you should choose to leave
If you should choose to leave
Let me know
I’ve learned to thank my guides as you go
Learned to release my grip
And let the water flow
Learned that it’s gonna go if it wants to go
If you should choose to leave
It’s okay
I’ve learned I didn’t need you anyway
Love will come another day
If you should choose to leave you may
I’ve learned that my soul
will manifest before my mind does
It’ll pray to the universe or whatever aligned us
If this love should no longer align please release it - I’ll be fine
The heart will break
Will shatter, will crack
I’ll pray for your love,
I’ll yearn for it back
Still, above anything else,
My soul knows me well
It’ll embrace the fall-
“if I fell, then I fell”
If you should choose to leave-
Please know
I hope that you heal easy-
Wherever you go
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arzanpawar
3w
Prohibited Love
In today’s society, everyone ignores what the bible says about abortions
They ignore what it says about divorce.
They ignore what the bible says about tattoos and sex before marriage.
Yet, when it comes to homosexuality, they remember every god forsaken line.
They hold it against me and everyone like me, as if it would change who we are.
It’s as if the bible has become a law, but only for being gay.
But, even if you make it into the law, it won’t change who we are.
We didn't choose to be this way. We are who we are and it doesn't matter if you are screaming at us or whispering behind our back.
We love who we love, no law can change that.
You may say Adam and Eve.
I say, Adam, Eve, Steve, and the transgender man down the street.
You may call it homophobia,
But you aren't afraid of anything,
You’re just an asshole.
This has been over-said, I know
But it seems as though some people
Aren't listening
How can homosexuality be a choice?
Why would someone choose that life-style
Of pain, rejection, fear, and no acceptance?
Why would two boys choose
To have a relationship they had to keep hidden?
A relationship many people would not accept?
Why would they choose to be separated in public
To not even look at each other for fear of rumors
These are people, and this is real love
How dare they say that those two girls
Holding hands, looking into each others eyes
Love each other any less than the boy and girl
Please, I urge anyone out there doubting
That these people don't choose to live that way
It's your responsibility to create a world
Where it's no longer un-accepted,
Where those boys can show the world they
Do like kissing, they do like holding hands
It's our responsibility to change for the better
Anyone who says it's a choice, obviously
Has never fallen helplessly in love before
©arzanpawar5 0
agjproverbs
5w
The Race We Run
Queer by design.
My resume is full of trans experience
I've been described as coloring outside the lines.
But why would I stay in your lanes when GOD gave me the whole book to use?
So I dig my well deep, and keep drawing...I see my using my own water as necessary. You perceive it as a threat to you.
In your traumatizing fear you paralyze my truth to a caricature on a stage. But I get up from the crippling, with sage for my age.
Not shade to anyone, but my light is not a drag...I don't "dress up" for your enjoyment there is no song and dance to be had.
I refuse to play your Medea just because your grandma's love failed you. And as I write this your "tips" are being refunded, because you cannot buy this freedom beau.
But I do pray someday you find it, and your place in the sun. Because
Leaping over stigmatized walls and powering through oppressive stereotypes is a race we're both called to run.
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ये किस तरह की बंदिशों में कैद हूँ मैं?
क्यों इस तरह घुट-घुट के जीने को मजबूर हूँ मैं?
अपनी पहचान से दूर रहता हूँ मैं
इस कदर जीने को मजबूर रहता हूँ मैं...
काश होता इतना आसान होता खुद की पहचान
बताना कि ना पड़ता मुझे खुद को यूँ छुपाना
बहुत तड़पता हूँ, छटपटाता हूँ मैं ...
कोई मुझे जैसा हूँ वैसा ही अपना बना ले
बस् इतना ही तो चाहता हूँ मैं
कशमकश से भरी ज़िदगी से थक गया हूँ मैं...
ना चाह कर भी खामोश सा हो गया हूँ मैं
अपनों में अपनों को खोजता हूँ मैं
हर किसी की आँखों में अपनी
एक जगह ढूँढ़ता हूँ मैं
ये किस तरह की बंदिशों में कैद हूँ मैं?
क्यों इस तरह घुट-घुट के जीने को मजबूर हूँ मैं?
©kingofdarkness3 0
सतरंगी जीबन
अपने बच्चों को हम से दूर रखने के लिए,
हमें ज़िम्मेदार ठहराया जाता है...
हमारे कुछ हक़ हमसे छीन ने के लिए,
हमें ज़िम्मेदार ठहराया जाता है...
लेकिन क्यों..?
क्योंकि मैं एक हिजड़ा हूं, किन्नर हूं या ,
आपके शब्दों में कहूं तो छक्का हूं...
यार फिर भी सबसे ज़रूरी बात मैं एक इंसान हूं..
बुरा लगता है जब ख़ुद की हंसी उड़ते हुए देखना पड़ता है,
लोग खिल्ली उड़ा रहे होते हैं..
हारा हुआ सा महसूस हो रहा होता हैं,
यकीन टूट रहा होता हैं क्योंकि
सबसे ज़रूरी बात में इंसान हूं...
लेकिन सबसे ज़रूरी सवाल आपसे कि क्या,
यह सब करने के बाद क्या आप इंसान हैं...?
©kingofdarkness4 0
Like the moon is hiding
behind the cloud,
Like a face behind a face .
Let's this world and these
people recognise me,
So I thought why not
create another identity..
Afraid of my desire I came to,
life by dying a little
I changed my tears in to a smile
And get trapped in a
quagmire of lies,
I communicate thorough
my songs sometime ..
I only tell them my untold story
I wonder if there was
somebody who would
understand my silence..
Someone who would see
my dreams with her eyes ..
Express my world with their world....
©kingofdarkness10 0
arshia_gulrays
10w
What A Time (What A Lie)
Part 5
(I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark
And we stayed up for hours
What a lie, what a lie, what a lie
You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever
What a lie, what a lie, what a lie
For you and I
What a lie, what a lie
For you and I)
Harry prepared a dark chocolate Marjolaine but instead of the pastry, he made it a cake. He made honey-lemon drizzle pastries along with it, raspberry dark chocolate sauce, lemon cheesecake mousse, lemon tarts and Madeleines. He put it on statis to keep it fresh but to not over freeze it when he heard the the door jingle. It was Ron and Hermione.
Draco's and Harry's birthday were the only time they came to visit. They might have come for Teddy's birthday like twice, and never during the Hogwarts battle anniversary. Harry had started resenting them after they forced him away from Draco. Hermione was hell bent to have Harry go into Auror Corps with Ron while she studied law. When Harry had thought that his life literally can't be more shitty and miserable after losing Draco, the auror training proved him wrong. Six months after the training, after that pathetic life, he fled to France. Since then he left everything Britain. He didn't read the prophet, never knew what's happening there, that included what's happening with Draco.
"Harry?" Hermione entered the kitchen.
"I literally, really have no time for this. I have a special order and client who has birthday tonight. Please leave." Harry grit his teeth.
"Tada!" Pansy squeaked as she removed the blindfold from Draco's eyes. She had said that she found a perfect place to celebrate Draco's birthday. It was Harry's bakery. Fuck!
"We have to leave from here now!" Draco panicked.
"What? Why?" Pansy asked.
"Yes, Draco. Why? We thought you'd love this bakery. Jenna said that the baker was cute as well. Fits your type."
"I know." Draco panicked. "The baker is Harry Potter."
"What?" Blaise and Pansy squealed.
"Please, lets leave." Draco said and turned.
"Mr Malfoy! Please wait! Please listen to me once. Arry is very sorry about everything. He loves you Mr Malfoy, he's broken and regrets it very much. You don't know what appened zat night. You zont know what zey did to make Arry leave you. Give em a chance please. Just zoo ezplain emzelf." The counter girl begged.
That's when they heard ear splitting yelling of Harry Potter.
"Leave!" Harry said again, his teeth gritting.
"I really don't understand, Harry. How could you do this to us for that fucking death-eater. He almost killed me!" Ron yelled.
"And I almost killed him, in much more painful way. Yet he never complained once!" Harry yelled back.
"We accepted you, Harry. I gave you my family! I gave you something you never had. If it wasn't for all the fucking sacrifices we made for you, you would've died in first year!"
"I was supposed to die anyway. And I never asked you to come. I specifically told you not to, time and again. You came with me because you wanted to. You came because you were Harry Potter's so called best friend. Don't give me this bullshit, Ronald, just because you can't use my friendship anymore. I know the only reason you want me back in your life is because no one respects you two idiots who drove Britain's golden boy away." Harry replied furiously.
"After everything he put us through, Harry? Hermione asked.
"Yes."
"It's wrong, Harry. Wanting to be with him is wrong." Hermione said.
"Oh, because wanting to be with Ron's gold digging whore of a sister was alright? Don't even try to deny it. She's made that reputation after I left. If I were to give in to her, she would've made me drop Teddy to an orphanage so that she could use all the money I would spend on my son."
"He isn't your son. He's just another orphan you have to keep. Another responsibility added on you when you could have just lived your life freely." Ron said.
"Fuck off, Ronald. Don't you dare say that about my son. And free life? Look at me! I'm miserable because of you both. I could've been living a happy life as I want with Draco but you ruined it for me! You wrecked my already shitty life. He and Teddy were the only thing good in my life, something to look forward to. You ruined it."
That they did. That night, after the park when Harry came back to his dorm, Ron, Hermione and Ginny forced their views on him. Made him feel guilty about wanting to be with Draco. Blamed on Harry for Fred's death, blamed Draco as well. Blamed Hermione having to obliviate her parents for a war Harry was apparantly the cause of. And Harry, the boy with no self worth, drowned in guilt, finally relented. And broke Draco's heart as well as his own. It took him opening up to Andromeda to understand the way he had continuously been manipulated. By Dumbledore, by Snape, by Voldemort, by his best friends.
"You don't understand, do you?" Harry asks quietly. "It's not that Draco is a Malfoy. It's that my whole life have been controlled by someone else. My whole life, I've had to sacrifice everything. I had to sacrifice my happiness, my childhood, my parents, my life, people I loved, all for those who took and took and never gave me anything back. You just lost Fred. I lost a lot, lot more. Being with Draco made me happy and you had to go and make me sacrifice my happiness once again for your selfish reasons. If it were you in my place, I'd happily support you if you wanted to be with Voldemort. I'd be upset at first but once I cooled down, I would support you. Because that is what best friends do. Because they are supposed to love you. Not your fame and fortune and all the good things they'll get by being with you."
"Nothing makes it okay you wanting to be with that bastard of an arsehole who-"
"Shut up!" Harry yelled so loud, it broke the silencing charms he always kept in the kitchen.
"One more word about Draco and I promise you Ronald that you won't stay alive to make a sound let alone say another word. I have told you time and again and I'm repeating it now for the last time. Get the fuck out if my life, you selfish, fame digging arseholes. Get out! You made me leave Draco! Forced me to be with that slut sister of yours. Forced me to leave the man I'm still so madly in love with. You forced me into this miserable, painful life while I could have been happily married already with him. And now, I left you. I threw you all out of my life the way you made me throw him out. Get out!" Harry yelled so loud. "OUT!"
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10w
What A Time (What A Lie)
Part 4:
Draco clears his throat.
"Why are you getting my cheesecake?" Draco asks, making all his effort in keeping his voice closed and indifferent.
He doesn't let the hurt on Harry's face affect him.
"I own this place." Harry says after a while.
"Thank you for the cake. If you don't mind, I have to finish this." Draco says politely.
Draco won't run. He's done running. He'll sit here, finish the cake, pay and leave with his head high. He wasn't the one who used Potter. He was the one who got used. He starts working on his paper again, ignoring Potter who is standing there, looking at him. The worst part is, he can't even blame Potter. Draco is a Malfoy, he's Potter. How can Potter be with a Malfoy after everything they've done in the war. Draco just wishes, that Harry hadn't played him the way he did. He shouldn't have gone along when Draco kissed him, should have never flirted with Draco with his useless puns and compliments and sweet touches. He waits until Potter leaves and then takes a bite of his cake. Fucking Potter! He had to be good in this as well. Thanks to his occlumency that he can keep his emotions inside. He manages not to let a moan out. He sits there, finishes his cake, doesn't even ask for the frappe he had ordered, goes to the counter and leaves extra money, smiles at the girl on the counter and turns to leave. As soon as he opens the door to leave, Potter calls him.
"Draco!"
Draco turns to look at him.
"I'm making honey-lemon drizzle tomorrow. With raspberry dark chocolate sauce. I'll save some for you." Harry asks, looking hopefully.
But Draco will be damned if he let Potter in again after being thrown out that way. He's still got some pride left. He's still a Malfoy. So he does what he thinks is best. He gives Potter a sad smile.
"Goodbye, Potter." He says and leaves.
(I know we didn't end it like we're supposed to
And now we get a bit tense
I wonder if my mind just leaves out all the bad parts
I know we didn't make sense
I admit it that I think about it sometimes
Even though I know it's not so distant
Oh, no, I still wanna reminisce it)
"He's not gonna come." Harry tells Eveta as he watches Draco leave. Hugs Eveta back as she hold him to comfort him.
True to his words, Harry makes honey-lemon drizzle along with raspberry dark chocolate sauce. True to his guess, Draco doesn't come. Why would he after the way Harry broke his heart, humiliated him after saying he loves him back? Harry can't stop the tear that leaves his eyes.
"Good night, Teddy bear. I love you." Harry covers Teddy with a blanket.
"Night night dad. Love you too." Teddy says before he falls asleep.
Harry walks out of Teddy's room towards the living room. Eve is sitting on the couch reading as Harry walks towards the bar he has set up. He takes one of the glasses, fills with with three fingers scotch. He takes the glass towards the armchair near the window, sits, taking a sip. It's Draco's birthday in couple of days. Harry has put in the order of coffee beans and chocolate from Africa. Harry always makes honey-lemon drizzle cake on his birthday, eats it alone in his misery. He knows Hermione and Ron will come back. They always do during Draco's birthday. They have got to ruin everything Draco in his life like they ruin his chance to be happy with Draco. Eight years ago, he had made the decision to leave Draco, to choose Ginny because of that night that Ron and Hermione ruined. Where they forced their choices on him, forced him to leave Draco and he did, in a way that left Draco insulted and humiliated. He hated the glee in Ron's eyes as they saw Draco's heart break, as Harry broke his heart. He couldn't be with any of them after that night. He remembers how hard Ginny tried to get through him in every way possible. He remembers Ginny trying to kiss him, drag him to bed every night, moving in with him immediately after graduating Hogwarts with them. Harry remembers the drunken haze he lived in, when he came back home and went straight to the bar, pouring him self glass after glass of neet scotch. He remembers bursting out on Ginny many times.
"I didn't want you, Ginny. You and everyone else forced you on me. This is the only way you get me!"
Harry had yelled, threw his glass on the wall, watched Ginny flinch as the glass shattered in million pieces. He went out that night, to a wizarding bar. Grimauld place was under construction then, renovating. Harry and Ginny lived in a two bedroom flat. Harry never let her sleep in the same room, threw her out after she tried to sleep with him, trying to lure him with sex. That night, Ginny had tried to get Harry to give Teddy up legally to Narcissa Malfoy so that 'We will be free of this forcefull responsibility and live our lives. You don't have to be a father, Harry. That kid has relatives. Drop him off.' Ginny had said. Harry lost every bit of patience left in him thay day. He went to a wizarding bar, picked up a pale blond man that reminded him much of Draco, got him home, took him in his bedroom in front of Ginny and closed the door. He had sex with him, making loud noises, making the blond scream, screaming Draco's name as he came. He let the bloke sleep in his room that night. Then he made the bloke breakfast in the morning and sent him home. He didn't bother obliviating the blond, knowing that the blond heard Harry scream Draco's name as he came. Smiled when Ginny cried, completely devastated that Harry got a random blond man home while he didn't touch Ginny nor let Ginny touch him. Rarely even allowed her to kiss him. How could he? He was gay. He told them so many times only to be brushed off as a phase. That when you have a woman, you'll understand. So Harry did the same thing two nights later, got a random blond man home and had loud sex with him with Ginny in the house.
"Harry!" Harry heard Hermione through floo.
The only reason he didn't block the burrow through the floo is because of Arthur and Molly. They seemed genuinely sorry for what Ginny, Ron and Hermione put Harry through. Even though they didn't agree on Draco, they were willing to accept him for Harry. After a little while, so were Bill and Fleur. Charlie always supported Harry and cut off ties with Ron, Hermione and Ginny after listening to everything they made Harry do and said to him. Charlie being a bisexual, couldn't handle his temper at the blatant homophobia. Harry understood George's reason not to support, Fred's death was something he could never move on from, but he wasn't really looking for George's permission.
"Harry?" Hermione called again.
"Tell her I'm not home." Harry told Eveta, knowing full well that Hermione could see him.
"Harry, I can see you. Hear you as well." Hermione frowned.
"Tell her I'm busy and close the floo." Harry told Eveta.
"You heard him Granger. He's busy." Eveta gave a fake smile and cut the floo. "Fucking cunt."
"Hmm." Harry replied.
"Arry? There's a birthday on fifth June. Customer has asked our best dark chocolate cake along with anything lemon and raspberries. And they will pay for the bakery to be open for about four people at midnight. Shall I accept or reject it?" Eveta asked.
"Accept it. Someone might as well have the honey-lemon drizzle with me." Harry said.
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Hello Writer ♥️
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.
Stay safe, Take care❤️
arshia_gulrays
10w
What A Time (What A Lie)
Part 3
(I think of the night in the park, it was getting dark
And we stayed up for hours
What a time, what a time, what a time
You clinged to my body like you wanted it forever
What a time, what a time, what a time
For you and I
What a time, what a time
For you and I)
Draco's presentation was a success. He walked out of the La Rosita hospital with a sprint on his steps. Draco had worked too damn hard for where he was today. He remembers how he was forced to do community service making potions for St Mungos. Where he learnt so much, experimented so much. He managed to make and modify some potions. He managed to modify Skellegrow in chocolate flavour which was extremely difficult because anything could easily ruin that potion. He made cosmetic potions that could colour your hair without slightest bit of damage. He remembers that St Mungos wanted to take all the credit but Draco stood on his feet. Didn't let anyone steal his credit. He was to work with St Mungos for two years and in two years, he made a name in potions so well that La Rosita contacted them. La Rosita was way more advanced and famous than St Mungos. Working in La Rosita was an honour. He remembers when he was quitting St Mungos for La Rosita, who were paying Draco heafty salary for his potions work, St Mungos tried to guilt him into staying for free after his community service for free was done, saying he had to stay here to make up for his mistakes and all the people he hurt. It almost worked until his Slytherin brain started to work and he refused. He had paid his dues. Now he'll live his life. He left for Fance four years ago.
After another success and a salary raise, Draco decided to treat himself with desserts. He had seen this mint green bakery yesterday and wanted to try it out. He loved bakeries. He always tried to find bakeries wherever he went in the world. Today, he chose this one to celebrate. He wished he could celebrate it with Pansy and Blaise, but they were off on their honeymoon and wouldn't be back for another week. So Draco entered the bakery with a smile on his face, ordered lemon cheesecake with a frappe. He was working on the next steps of the potions, comparing notes when he saw the cake appear.
"Merci." He thanked before he looked up and then his world shook."
"Harry." Draco breathed.
Flashback
The party was going hard in the Leaky. Everyone was drunk except for Harry and Draco who were making fun of others and their drunk stupidity. It was the day of their last exams, it had just finished and they all were here to celebrate as they were all leaving for home tomorrow. Draco was sitting so close to Harry, their thighs touched, Draco could feel the warmth spread towards his groin and flutter in his chest. They were so close, looking at each other leaning so close, they could almost kiss. Draco clears his throat and leans back a bit, then he proceeds to tie up his long hair. Harry stops him, holding his hand.
"Don't. I like it better open." Harry says.
"You do?" Draco asks.
"Yeah. You look beautiful like that." Harry smiles.
Draco curses inside as he tries to hide his blush. He lets his hair fall on his cheeks.
He watches as Weasley frowns at them and Weaslette makes her way towards them.
"Do you wanna get out of here?" Harry asks as he watches Weaslette.
"Yeah. Where?"
"To a park maybe."
"Park?"
"Yeah. I'm in a mood to swing."
"Swing?"
"Are you going to keep repeating words or can we leave?" Harry chuckles.
"Yes, let's leave."
"Good. Faster, she's almost here." Harry catches Draco's hand and leads him out of the Leaky and apparates them to muggle London. Thank merlin, Draco wasn't wearing any robes, just plain shirt and trousers. They walk in silence, hands holding still. Draco bites his lip. They reach a park and with an Alohamora, the gates open. They walk in the park and close the gates, Harry leads them to the swings. Harry leaves his hand to sit on one of the swings. Draco goes on to sit on the one beside him.
"I don't think I've been on any swing since I was five." Draco says.
"Really? Why?"
"Swings are for children, ect."
"You were a child."
"Not for father, I wasn't. Mother used to love taking me to the swings set in the manor. He forced her not to." Draco said. "Mother used to laugh while she pushed me on the swing. She did it by hand instead of magic."
He always told Harry stuff. He was as Harry got down of the swing and walked behind Draco. Draco laughed as Harry started pushing Draco's swing, playing with it as he pushed it in different directions, causing it to jerk. Draco got off the swing to playfully push Potter but ended up slipping and pulling down Harry with him, landing on top of him. He looked at Harry below him, chuckling, and then looking at him with his vibrant green eyes. He tucked Draco's hair behind him. Draco leans down, he couldn't help himself, he kisses Harry. And Harry, he kisses Draco back. Their kiss is like them, fierce, full of fire, desperate, burning and passionate. And right now, Draco doesn't care that they're rolling in dirt, Draco doesn't care about anything but Harry. And Harry's touches. And kisses. He moans as Harry pins him down on the ground, kissing him, his neck, his throat. Draco can't help the tears when Harry says words like Beautiful. You're so beautiful, Draco. Want you so much. Wanted you always. You're mine.
Draco can't help the I Love You that leaves his throat, can't help the sob that escapes when Harry says it back as they lay there on the park ground, holding each other, clinging to each other as if the other would vanish if they let go, grinding their bulges together as they cum. He can't help the smile on his face as they go back to his dorm and Harry comes to drop him, hand in hand. He smiles as he kisses Harry goodnight.
Draco remembers the next day, as he walked down to the common room with Pansy and Blaise, looking at Harry, smiling at him. He remembers as he was about to take a step towards him, the Weaslette ran towards him, grinning, hugging him, holding him close. He can feel the tears in his eyes as he watches Draco while he holds her back, doesn't push her away as she kisses his throat at the spot that Draco had marked him last night. Harry had healed the bites. Draco clears his throat, and walks out of the common room with as much dignity as he could muster. He refuses to talk to Pansy or Blaise about it. After telling them about last night, he feels too humiliated, to vulnerable. He can see that Blaise and Pansy are furious at Har- Potter. Once the train stop and he gets down, he can hear Potter calling him but he doesn't turn. He apparates to the manor.
Draco maintains his shield for two seconds but as soon as he's behind the manor's closed door, he can't help it. He lets out a wretched sob. He sits down on the floor, hugging his knees close to his chest and he cries. He cries so loud with heavy sobs, cries like he hasn't in a while. He feels someone near him, sitting beside him, pulling him close. He smells his mother's perfume as she holds him close, comforting him, runing her hands on his back. He cries.
End Flashback
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Incredible
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जैसा मैं हूं मुझे वैसा ही रहने दो
मान लिया मैंने की बेदर्द है दुनिया इश्क की
मगर जिस्म मेरा है मुझे वो दर्द भी सहने दो
सिर्फ रात में मुझे नहीं रखना बिस्तर तक ही तालुक
उसके साथ में भरी महफिल में
हाथ पकड़ कर उसका मुझे उसे अपना कहने दो...
©kingofdarkness6 0
अनोखा प्यार..
इश्क़ किया तुमने तो अब छोड़ के मत जाना,
मुश्किल से दिल सम्भला इसको तोड़ के मत जाना...
साथ तुम्हारे शुरू किया है मैंने जो ये सफ़र,
बीच राह में रास्ते को तुम मोड़ के मत जाना...
लोग कहे एक लड़की होकर लड़की को मैं चाहूँ,
देखो देकर धोका मुझको लोगो को मत हँसाना...
समलैंगिक ये इश्क़ हमारा मुश्क़िलो की बाते,
लोगो के तानो का गुस्सा मुझको मत सुनाना...
छोड़ चला सब कुछ साथ तेरे नये सफ़र पे यारा,
कि छोड़के मुझको तू कभी अकेला मत कर जाना...
जाने कितने दिल है दुखाये एक तूझे पाने को,
तू भी तो ये वादा कर मेरा दिल मत दुखाना...
ये समाज ये दुनिया सारी कोशिश करेगी,
पर तू न बिछड़ना मुझसे कभी वरना मैं तो मर जाना...
ये कहते ये लोग अपन तो जिस्मो परचाही,
समलैंगिक लव सच्चा है हमें दुनिया को है दिखाना...
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It may be the more
Courageous thing
Not to die for another
But to live for oneself
Despite the others.
If I had taken
My hand
In my own,
I'd have led
My own heart
And followed it
To Yours.
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ntombekhaya_oz
18w
Saved
Writing saved me, I indirectly told the whole world of the pain I was going through and that healed me.
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Love is like a gust of wind,
By action of oxytocin the bond is formed .
Who you are to judge ?
It's like a storm.
It's like a dark path that you can’t seem to find an exit to,
Love is too beautiful thing to hate,
Yet some people discriminate .
Love is just Love ,
Yet people kill the white dove .
It's not like you can control the Cupid's bow,
Oh darling ,you will find me in the rainbow ♡
©_krashnika_28 5 2
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jaadoo_
Love is just an emotion created by amygdala in response to massive release of dopamine and oxytocin ~ krashnika
Kch yaad aya bro - _krashnika_ @jaadoo_ Areeey isko kaise bhul skte h , LOL
- _krashnika_ @toshuu ^=^
Love the rainbow with pride
They are people with bones, blood and flesh just like you,
So what! If their choice of love is different
And not similar to everyone
Don't they have the right to love,
Just the way they want to?
God has created each one of them with a special heart,
Then why does the society create differences,
Setting discriminations and make them apart?
They have feelings too, that craves for love and care
Yet the cruel society judges and mocks at them
Ill treating them unfair,
Don't strangle their emotions, snatching away their identity
Give them freedom to love and flourish their entity
Don't treat them as if they are a curse to the society
Rather give them their rights to live with equality
Accept them with open arms, changing your conservative mindset,
Let them come out happily from their suffocating closet
Embrace them as a part of us
Respecting their dignity with pride18 4 1
- jpdiya Nice
- ataraxiawrites So true
- quotes_fromhearts @jpdiya Thanks
- quotes_fromhearts @ataraxia Indeed
Summer love
Although I'm not certain how
She spoke in cursive letters
Letters that loop-da-looped with heart dotted I's
Floated out of the curve of her smile
Oh she radiates like an August evening
When the sunsets didn't feel like an ending
But like truly beginning for the first time
E.g.f.8 0
Boundaries are eternal!
It's just a colour for each to lure
Not more than a shade to procure
They set black for the funeral
White for peace of all
Pink and blue for each gender
Picking one out of a rainbow is such a blunder
Same are the emotions they hold
Sometimes they can't be more loud
It's a waste to prove themselves each hour
And they need no shades to be what they are.
©the_perplexed_globetrotter9 0
ntombekhaya_oz
24w
Fading
I watched as the fire that was once burning so hard slowly started fading away. I could feel the pain every second she splashed water on it. I tried to ignite what was once there but the water was just too much.
Love was slowly starting to fade. She was becoming emotionless, she was becoming empty, She was losing interest. With every 'hey' she sent, came back a greater silence.
With nothing to feel, I wondered if they noticed. Did they notice that I was fading away? Did they notice that they were losing me?
Or did they really not care enough to notice that I was slowly fading away.
©ntombekhaya_oz
