#minitales

278 posts
  • eashadas123 23w

    Mini tale- Peace

    Misha was a fourteen-year-old happy girl living with her family comprising of four members, mom, dad, toddling sister and she.

    No matter what, they do not miss having their dinner together at the dining table. Today's menu was Chapati, dal and broccoli's. After having dinner, everyone went to their rooms.

    The night was at its peak. Misha was sleepless. She was listening to the sounds of the night. Suddenly in between the sound of the night, she heard the coital vocals of her mom. Her mom and dad were having sex.

    Misha was lying on her bed and was suddenly surrounded by the vibrations of fantasies. She took her right hand inside her pants and was rubbing her clitoris gently. Her eyeballs were moving with sensuality as well. She started to rub it a little more fastly, this time she took her left hand upon her breasts and was playing with her nipples.

    Misha and her parents were experiencing a piece of peace in their way.

    ~•~•~•~•~•~

    Although I feel that real peace was experienced by her toddling sister that is SLEEP.
    ©eashadas123

  • _himwrites 32w

    Intercity express! Part 1

    The train no 12345 is ready for departure from platform no 2. Passengers are requested to take their respective seats. Announcement in the background was creating disturbance.

    Hello, where are you !?
    I am at platform,
    Where? I can't see you, she replied in haste,
    Ah! You are at platform no1, come fast at no 2.
    Oh! I am sorry! Give me 2 minute.
    Somene is wearing kurta and cute smile too,
    Oh!! You can see me? But I can't, where are you?
    Come! And find me...
    You are everywhere my dear...
    .now don't do poetry here..

    The first glance of her, make me feel like jack...
    Covered with smile, full of energy,
    Hey!! So finally! the day has arrived,
    Looking so beautiful, I am so glad we met in this style...............................................................


    ©_himwrites

  • silentriser 50w

    #storytime #mini_tale #2021_001

    You know I was very happy when you said you will talk to me ..
    I waited for a long while.
    You will call, we will talk.. so many thoughts would be shared... but you didn't call me back. My tears rolled down and again like always another day was gone, waiting for you, my beloved love...


    ©silentriser

  • iamchandan 90w

    the sun was settling.
    the sky started changing its color.
    from sky-blue to different shades of orange.
    I was eagerly waiting for the clock to strike 6.
    the weekend was here and I was all set for it.
    the minute hand stirked 12 and I rushed from my desk with
    backpack in one hand and keys in the other.
    I went straight to the lift and
    pressed the button leading to the basement.
    the door opened and there she was, my black lady
    shining brilliantly as the last rays of the sun fell on her.
    I opened the gate and parked myself on the driving seat.
    the key passed smoothly through the key hole and turned on the ignition.
    the air conditioning was switched on and the temperature was set.
    my left hand reached for the gear stick and the right foot on the accelerator.
    Off we go.
    the city started disappearing as I rode off to the marine road.
    people, single and in groups sat along the beach, enjoying the sunset & sharing some quality time with their loved ones.
    a few kilometres away from the citylife
    I parked my car off the road.
    the engine was turned off.
    boats, ships, cargos stood still as the night started growing.
    the lights were lit up, and the moon
    was spreading its magic all over the surface of the sea.
    the headlights were dimmed and radio was switched on.
    the windows were pulled down as I sat down on the ground
    witnessing one beautiful evening in front of me.
    I lit a joint and took a puff in, as the radio played in the background

    "Ye shaam masataanii, Madhosh kie jayee...."


    ©iamchandan

  • xtrovertinside 104w

    Her soul battles
    to survive in dungeons,
    filled with darkness and despair.
    Fighting away all the guilt
    with dim-lit hope.
    She is left with her box of
    half-baked promises.
    Promises that have become regrets.
    And her regrets are what
    she is made of now.

    ©extrovertinside

  • preetymahawar 106w

    ❤️Saath Nibhaoge❤️

    Har baar dil challin hota h..
    Har baar dil til-til rota h..
    Kyu vishwas mujhe us baat pe hota h...
    Ki tum insaan ban jaoge...
    Shuru se aaj tak..
    Bas dhokhe hi dhokhe...
    Aansuon aur zillatt ki nehri bahai...
    Fir bhi dil kyu jhuthi umeede sanjota h...
    Ki tum sudhar jaoge...
    Meri paak wafa ka shareaam...
    Makhaul bana kr...
    Sabko mere khilaaf bhadka kar...
    Mujhe dusron k saamne...
    Muh na kholne ki dehshat ghusa kar...
    Mujhe ladke hone ka darrrr dikha kr...
    Meri antar-aatma ko nochne wale ke liye....
    Kyu mera bhola dil...
    Uske insaan ban jane ki baat johta h...
    Ki tum ab to thamm jaoge...

    Hmesha akele me har kisi se...
    Mere liye jhuthi wahiyaat...
    Galt Baate karte ho
    Aur mere aage hmesha..
    Ye keh ke mukarte ho...
    Maine to kisi ko kuch bola hi nhi....
    Tu to sabse acchi h...
    Tu to sabse bholi h...

    Par baat wahi hai ki...
    Tu kal mare ya aaj...
    Mujhe kya pdhi hai...
    Mera tujhse koi mtlb hi nhi....
    Maine time pass kiya...
    Tu senti ho gai...
    Isme mera kya kasur...
    Tujhe kyu smjh nhi lag rhi h...
    Ye tera gaanv nhi shehar h...
    Yhan ke ladko me dhokhadhadi ki...
    Parampara hi badastur chal rhi hai....
    Yhan tere jaisi sidhi sadhi ladkiyon ki...
    Koi zrurat hi nhi h...

    Mai tera istemal kr chuka..
    Apna matlab nikal chuka...
    Mai Sekdon ko apna..
    Shikaar bana chuka...
    Mai jo karta hun...
    Mai wo karta hun...
    Duniya kyaa, ghar walo ki bhi aankhon me...
    Shareaam hr din hr roz, dhul jhonkta hun...
    Tu kaun h jo meri itni fikr kar rhi h...
    Arey yaar, tu kyu meri biwi ban rhi h...

    Mai haiwaan hun...
    Boht glt kar dunga...
    Is shehar me...
    Tera rehna to kyaa...
    Tera jeena mushkil kar dunga...
    Gidgidayegi mere liye...
    Kaano ko pakad ke minnatte kregi...
    Royegi tadap-tadap ke mar jayegi...
    Fir bhi Mai Nhi Sudhrunga....
    Kyunki ab tujhse mera mann bhr chuka.....

    Ab aur dass nayiii pataunga...
    Sab kuch karunga unke bhi saath...
    Aur firrr ye bhii sab se chupaunga...
    Aur tujhe jalaunga....
    Apni darindagi jataunga...
    Teri maasumiyat se khel kar...
    Mai Cool dude jo kehlaunga...

    Bas yaar samjha kar...
    Ab tujhme interest nhi h...
    Kyunki duniya me aur bhi hasi hain...
    Mere liye unki lambi line to nhi lgi..
    Par wo meri nzron me aa chuki hain...
    Mai hmesha unse apni aag bhujata tha...
    Aur berok-tok har roz bujhaunga...
    Mere ghar walo ne mujhe kbhi nhi roka...
    Tu kyu meri maa ban rhi hai.....

    Zyada diwangi dikhayegi to ..
    Tujhe jeete jee nrk dikhaunga...
    Par tere pyaar ko nhi apnaaunga....
    Laakh paap karta jaaunga...
    Fir bhi sabko shareef ban k dikhaunga..
    Aur tere peeth piche teri hasi udwaaunga...
    Aur apne hi mazey lutwa kar...
    Teri jaghasaai karwaunga....
    Aur karta jaaunga....
    Karta hi jaaunga.....

    Tu ladki hai...
    Apni hadd me reh...
    Ye pyaar ke dukhde...
    Apne ghar ja ke keh...
    Mujhe apni aiyyashiyan pyaari h...
    Tera pyaar, teri dhakal-andaaziyaan...
    Mujhe nhi bha rhi hain...
    Meri zindagi vyabhichaari rhe ya matlabi..
    Mai suar rhun ya ek aaiyyashi...
    Charitra tirya rhe ya paakhandi...
    Ye mera jeevan hai...
    Tu kyu mujhe apna pati smjhi ja rhi h....

    Tu meri maa na ban...
    Sahi aur glt ke paath..
    Mujhe padhaya n kar...
    Shishtachaar aur sanskaar ki baaton se..
    Mujhe pakaaya n kar...
    Apne aansuon se mujhe pighlaya n kr...
    Apne satsang aur puja ke prakaar...
    Mujhe samjhaya n kar...
    Kyunki mujhe apni zindagi...
    Apne hisaab se hiiii jeeni h...
    Fir chahe kisi ladki ka maan...
    Uska satitv hi kyu n daav pe lga dun mai...
    Sudhar ja sudhar ja bol ke...
    Mujhe yun samjhaya n kar....

    Mai wo hi karunga...
    Jo mujhe pasand h....
    Mujhe vyabhichaar pasand h...
    Mujhe jhuth pasand h...
    Mujhe Maas khana pasand h....
    Mujhe Sharaab pasand h...
    Mujhe asale-baarood pasand h...
    Mujhe ashleelta pasand h...
    Mujhe todna pasand h...
    Mujhe aiyyashiyan pasand h...
    Mujhe gandgi pasand h...
    Mujhe befikri pasand h...
    Mujhe dhoke dena pasand h...
    Apne baapu ji ke paise pasand h...
    Aur har wo raakshash pasand h...
    Jinko meri har pasand...
    Mere saare paap...
    Bina kisi gila, bina kisi chugre ke pasand h..

    Wo mera mtlb pura kre...
    Mai unka, bas yunhi beparwaahi me...
    Zindagi ki maujje udaaunga....
    Par mujh jaise neech se umeed mt rkhna..
    Ke mai tere jaisi diwaani se...
    Kbhi pyaar nibhaaunga........


    Jo hua so hua...
    Jo kiya so kiya...
    Jo bhi hua maine akele sab sehn kiya..
    Aabbb tk bhi kr hi rhi hun
    Abbhi tk bhi seh hi rhi hun
    Jo bhi sitam tumne mujh pe kiye...
    Fir bhi kyu dil ko ye vishwaas h...
    Ki tum insaan ban jaoge....

    Kabhi meri jgh apni..
    Maa-behno ko rkh k dekho...
    Tumhe meri peeda ka ehsaas...
    Minton me samjh jaoge...
    Hamari peedhiya...
    Hmaare masslon me n ghire...
    Unhe saaf suthre sanskaar...
    Aur sacchi sikkhi ka daan mile...
    Isliye itne pyaar se saalon se..
    Tumhe samjhaati aa rhi hun...
    Khud sab akele seh kr bhi...
    Tumhe sahi raah dikha rhi hun...
    Itni vipreet paristhitiyon se...
    Guzar kar bhi, khud ko...
    Gangajal sa pavitra rkhti aa rhi hun...
    apni haddon ko samjhti hun..
    Sanskaaro ko nibhati ja rhi hun...
    Saralta se jeevan jeete hue...
    Tumhe bhi saral ban jane ki...
    Sulabh Kunji de rhi hun..
    Aur Yhi umeed karti rhi hun...
    Ki tum mere pyaar ko ek din...
    Zarur Samjh Jaoge...
    Mere anginatt tyaagon ka Maan...
    Abb se zindagi me rkh paaoge....
    Aur shayad tum sacche sikh ban jaoge....
    Saari nakaratmakta tyaag ke..
    Apne daaitvon ko nibhaaoge...
    Bhakti dhaaran kar...
    Shuddh aachran ko apnaoge..
    Aur Zindagi Bhar Mera Saath Nibhaoge...!!
    ©PreetyMahawar

  • kathspoetry 107w

    Fire

    It hurts.
    I can't breathe.
    I just want to press pause.
    Everything hurts so bad.
    I feel like I'm standing in flames.
    It's so hot, so deadly hot.
    It's burning from the outside into my body.
    Everywhere are open wounds.
    On the inside I'm screaming.
    It hurts so badly.
    But I'm just standing there
    and am wishing I could press pause.
    I just want it to stop.
    But am I able to put out the flames?
    Or aren't there any flames around me?
    Is it maybe a fire from inside?

    - kathspoetry

  • kathspoetry 116w

    Existing

    Sometimes I forget I exist.
    I forget that I'm alive,
    that people see me,
    that I'm really seen.
    My lungs fill with air,
    but I'm not breathing.
    Sometimes I'm just there,
    not present,
    just there.

    - kathspoetry

  • kathspoetry 119w

    The room

    If I'm in the white and empty room again,
    it's because of me.
    Because I got myself in there again.
    And only I can get myself out of there.
    I brought me in, so I can get myself out.
    And if I'm doing it, I act.
    I act for myself, for my best.
    And because of that decision, I'm alive.

    If I don't act, I will stay in this room.
    I will stay, stay forever.
    I will only exist, I will only float.

    - kathspoetry

  • kathspoetry 123w

    Warmth

    You're looking at me.
    I'm looking away.
    You keep looking at me.
    And you see me.
    I realize it's okay to turn
    my head to you.
    We finally look each
    other in the eye.
    I'm home.
    And I want to stay
    in this warmth.

    - kathspoetry

  • takytales 126w

    // Left suffocating //

    ©takytales

    •°•°•°•°•

    Suffocating , avoid ....

    Left , void ....

    •°•°•°•°•

  • kathspoetry 127w

    Chasing

    I don't want to move.
    I can't think clearly anymore.
    I've been chasing my
    thoughts for so long.
    I can't move.

    - kathspoetry

  • kathspoetry 129w

    Away

    I'm spinning.
    Spinning around myself.
    Spinning around my world.
    Spinning away.

    - kathspoetry

  • the_unique_naari 129w

    অসম্পূর্ণ

    নন্দিনী আর অরুনাভো দুজনে প্রিয় বন্ধু। নন্দিনী মনে মনে অরুনাভো কে ভালোও বাসতো। নন্দিনী পড়তে বাইরে চলে যায় এবং এক বছর পর অরুনাভো আর নন্দিনী দেখা করে।
    তাদের কথপোকথনের মাঝের থেকে একটি অংশ।

    অরুনাভো: ছিলিস তো ভালো হঠাৎ দেখা করতে চাইলি যে বড়?

    নন্দিনী: বাবাহ! মানছি দেখা করতে পারিনি তাই বলে এতো রাগ?

    অরুনাভো: বুঝবি না তুই , ছাড়! মিস করেছি খুব তোকে।

    নন্দিনী: নে এসে গেছি আমি এবার তো বল।

    অরুনাভো: একজন কে ভালো লেগেছে আমার খুব জানিস

    নন্দিনী: কে রে সেই মেয়ে?(নন্দিনী আশা করেছিল হয়তো ওর নামটাই নেবে অরুনাভো)

    অরুনাভো: তৃষা , আমার সাথেই কলেজে পড়ে।

    নন্দিনী: ও আচ্ছা, বলেছিস ওকে?(নন্দিনী বুঝতে পারলো অরুনাভোর মনের মানুষ ও নয়)

    অরুনাভো: না রে কাল বলবো।

    নন্দিনী: ওহ বাহ্ খুব ভালো কথা। আমি তোর জন্য খুব খুশি ।

    অরুনাভো:তোর কাওকে পছন্দ হয়নি?

    নন্দিনী: হয়েছিল তো পছন্দ কিন্তু তার আরেকজন কে পছন্দ।

    অরুনাভো: আচ্ছা, চিন্তা করিস না তুই ও ঠিক পেয়ে যাবি খুব তাড়াতাড়ি তোর মনের মানুষ কে।

    নন্দিনী : না রে আমি ঠিক করেছি একাই থাকবো আপাতত।

    (এইভাবেই কিছু গল্প অসম্পূর্ণই রয়ে যায় চিরকাল।)


    ©the_amateur_diary

  • takytales 129w

    Ek Rishta bnaa liya ...

    ©takytales


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    She asked him to meet outside the Tanishq
    outlet sharp 7 in the evening ....

    As she got her first salary and decide to buy
    "couple rings" !!!



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  • kathspoetry 131w

    Permanence

    Everything's bright.
    Everything's shining.
    Is it permanent?
    Or is it just a moment?

    - kathspoetry

  • kathspoetry 133w

    Thoughts

    I'm going crazy thinking about you.
    With the thought of maybe
    never being close to you.
    Never being able to feel you.

    - kathspoetry

  • kathspoetry 136w

    Childhood

    It's raining.
    She wants to play in
    the rain like she used to.
    But there's a thought stopping her.
    She's not a child anymore.

    - kathspoetry

  • kathspoetry 137w

    Good enough

    I feel like I'm not good at anything.
    I always belong to the average.
    I have nothing that inspires me,
    in which I'm also good and talented.
    I have things I like to do, but I'm not
    necessarily good at doing them.
    Maybe I shouldn't care, because
    even if I'm not as good at these
    things as some others,
    I like to do them.
    And shouldn't that be enough?
    But why isn't it?
    Where does this desire to be good,
    to be good enough come from?

    - kathspoetry

  • kathspoetry 138w

    Truth

    I tell everyone around me that I'm
    over you, that I don't need you.
    I say I'm fine with me without you.
    I say all these things to all these people.
    And all these people know the truth.
    They know I hide my real feelings inside
    me. Inside my body, under my skin.
    I think nobody sees my truth.
    But everyone does.
    And I think that you don't see
    my truth. But you do.
    Only I'm the one I can convince.
    Because I'm the only one who
    believes my lies.

    - kathspoetry