सबसे बड़ी बेवक़ूफ़ी..
औरों को बेवक़ूफ़ समझना!!
©jigna_a
#mood
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devdevil 7h
Some days are just healed by a warm gentle breeze,smell of flowers and song of birds
©devdevil -
shaikhfizza 1d
GOODBYES
What a metaphor!!!
BYE that to "good"
Instead
Say Goodbyes to worries; heartaches; overthinking; depression
These Byes are "GOOD"
©shaikhfizza -
वक़्त के चंद सियाह और कुछ उजले धागों के इख़्तियार से बनी एक कठपुतली हूं मैं... कभी सर्दियों की नर्म धूप सी तो कभी ख़िज़ा की शाम सी ढली हूं मैं!
©prakriti2005 -
dasu24 1d
Art
Art was in pain today.
She was struggling to get the story out before she got consumed further by the emotion.
Athough the chaos was clear in her mind, the pain was failing her to string it up.
Art was powerful, having given out wonderful stories before.
But the intensity of this emotion she wanted to portray, was far greater than she had imagined.
Selfless love - it had the power to conquer the world, only if people let it.
It was the story of a child's dreams, the protection, support, struggle, courage, sacrifice made by a father for protecting his child, so that his wife and child could go on, the sacrifice of a wife who understood her husbands decision, knowing she was losing her loving husband, yet carried on with the child's journey. If this is not selfless love, what is!
The concept of love was not new to Art.
However, as the visual of the story, the characters journey took shape in her mind, the intensity and power of the emotion dawned upon her.
And this revelation had overwhelmed her.
She wanted it to be weaved such that it could justify the value and power of the emotion.
Will Art, the conduit of transformations, be able to do justice to it?
©dasu24 -
Khwayishein...
Na paas jaa sakte hai nahi ye dooriyaan bardasht hai hume,
Aapse har roj kabhi mil pane ki arzoo hai hume,
Chand kuch lamho mein bohot khass ban gaye aap, kuch yaadein aur ban jate isika khwayish hai hume...
Abhi na sahi parr shayad kisi ek din kisi ek mor parr phir mulakat ho humari,
Aisi hi kisi din aur aapka intezaar hai hume...
©Taniyaa -
Writting
✍️Writing negative thoughts and tossing them in tresh improves your mood.
©saks_hi -
inkandfable670 2d
Sometimes I ask who am I ?
Am I a flower of someone's garden?
Looks beautiful filled with fragrance
But couldn't bloom in other's land
No matter how much I burnt in rays
Cheering all with a happy face always
Sometimes badly broken inside
Yet so vibrant and so bright
A flower bed, a pot or vase, gardener
Chooses where should I be placed
Neither can I unfurl my petals
Nor allowed to shrivel myself
My gardener loves me and cares a lot
But often cuts my branches off
I bloom again with new seed
Because his orchid never allow me to weep
I got my life but that's not mine ,
That's is all the gardener (society) reminds.
©inkandfable670
I just tried to expressed the inner tale of those flowers that grow in everyone's garden and unintentionaly makes the gardeners angry , it faces the prickly sun rays, slaps of stormy wind and many more things with a cheerful face.
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Thank you so much❤❤ @writersnetwork for liking my write ups.A Flower's Tale
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Bura to tb lgta hai
jb mai tumse naraz rahu
aur tumhe fark hi nahi padta
©namrata_rathi -
shubham_20 4d
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thebhavnasaxena 4d
Roses have inspired me since I was a little girl and saw my bully fall into a bush of roses and come out carrying scratches in his skin. This is an ode to the flower of my heart.
Thank you @writersnetwork for editor's choice
#ode #rose #inspiration #motivation #thorns #softness #sisterhood #beauty #beast #queen #grey #nature #lessons #positivevibes #positivity #life #yougogirl #bloom #hope #power #shewrites #followme #poet #creative #readwriteunite #mirakee #writersnetwork #writersofmirakee #poetsofmirakee #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #freeverse #pod #wds #writinglife #quotes #poem #mood #shewrites #followme #poet #creative #thoughts #confession #writersbay #writerstolli #childhood #memories #love #mirakeeworld #girls #womenRose
I see you growing
Through the cracks
In the cemented pathway,
Braving the harsh wind,
And the swirls of snow,
Do they not threaten to
Choke you, make you wither
Away, as they have done to
My heart?
I see you, crimson beauty
In a white landscape, you
Make me believe, there is
Still colour left in the world,
Maybe all won't be dreary
White and grey, ice and smoke,
The colour of impending doom
Because the hues of your resplendence
Will still be here, for me to borrow from
They underestimate the power of hope
The proponents of dark and grey, to think
Of you as only a flower, is a mistake they
Make, nod in agreement with me, won't you?
I see you, envied for your beauty,
They come in packs to hunt you,
Their hands grabbing at you,
They say your fragrance is to blame,
It intoxicates them, but they don't
Understand, your blood red petals,
Aren't blood red in vain, for beneath
The softness lie your thorns, to draw
Blood if they dare to pluck you away
They try again and again to trap you
In a book, crush you in their palm,
Kill you and make it an act of love,
Call you a symbol of their love,
Like they have done to me too,
To be hunted for beauty and killed
In the name of love, does it not
Bother you?
Oh Rose, in your bloom, I learn,
What it is, to be a being of beauty
In a world of voyeurs, to be a
Queen standing her ground, thorns
Out, in a place where all they want
To do is hunt you, so in my chest,
Beats the heart of a rose, and makes
Me both, the beauty that beckons,
Blinds them with her allure, and
The beast that carries their blood
In her claws if they try to steal her
Softness in their selfishness,
In the name of all who fell prey
To them, in the spirit of fearlessness,
In this crusade of sisterhood,
We shall go on, fighting the storms,
Standing tall, let's bloom forever,
Shall we?
©thebhavnasaxena -
thebhavnasaxena 5d
My hands are cold,
And feet blistered from
The bite of the ice,
I have been walking
Barefoot on this frozen
Landscape, my nails are bloody
As I pushed to claw into the
Ice, trying to make my path uphill,
I was a tree that yielded golden fruit,
Basking in the kiss of sun, my thousand
Leaves thousand lips of velvet to drink
His essence in, now here I am, wondering
Will I see the sun again, there is no
Smoke, but I feel a fire still burning in
My heart, for even when I am without
My leaves and the cruel clouds hide my
Beloved from me, I can still taste him
Even as my mouth goes dry, and bereft,
I wait, dragging myself through this
Age of ice, I wait, fighting this onslaught
Of snow, I wait, I wait for the first bird
To sing, I push my roots through the ice,
And I wait, because the earth and I are same,
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Wearing ice on our skins, we carry a core
Of fire hidden in our depths, I wait, because
In that core is a voice that whispers,
Flowers shall bloom, and the air will
Be heavy with their fragrance, just you wait,
Even in the thick of icy winter,
You must know, Spring is on its way.
©thebhavnasaxena -
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devilfish 1w
#color #life #hapiness #emotions #mood #truth #philosophy #story #abstract #mystical #poem #poem #poetry #poet #author #writer #world #nature #literature #quote #quotes #freeverse #style #dark #stanza #poema #hate #death #relationships #reflection #introspection #pain #love #amor #english #haiku #prose #lines #short #writing #community #misc
Faded Ink and Bloody Bathroom Sinks
I look into the mirror
I notice my interior reflecting
Intensely in the vast immensity
Of my past years in one piercing
Gaze
Memories rising like smoke
As my heart chokes and time
Creeps into the next phase
While it decays human bodies
A field of flesh
For the world to graze on
While the entirety of pain reverberates
With the lengthened days
And the invertebrate curse
That resonates in our thoughts
Eating at our brain
We go insane
We wax
We wane
We were once different
Never again to ignorant the stain
With remain leaving us the same
To always change
In constant speed
In sync without noticing how strange
It is to look into the glass
Of truth
And smash superficiality
As it tries to dilute the integrity
Of humanity and it's truth
Our ability to compute
Is not minute
These lines they whisper
Crisper clearer lines to you
As the shadows drew their swords
I die for you
For me
For all the light and all the dark
So that it may fuse
And only after knowing the dynamics
Can we choose
Between being romantic
And being organic can we find clues
It scares people because as we draw closer to the earth
We see it's iridescent hues
And the illusion of the sky's blues
©devilfish -
Aaj jab bethe saath
bohot dino ke baad
to ehsas huwa
ke kuch kam tha
Wo jazba baat Karne ka
Wo ehsaas baat sunne ka
Wo khayaal unka sochne ka
Aaj mehsoos huwa ke wo kam tha
Aaj dil ko tasali diyay
Sab muskura rahe the
Lehje me khamoshi to thi
Magar usme sukoon bohot kam tha
Aaj bachpan ke yaar mile the
Milte hi muskura liyay the
Jin aankho me pehle masoomiyat thi
Aaj unme bachpana bohot kam tha
Jo kabhi khul kar hans liya karte the
Jo har baat par muskura liya karte the
Jo kabhi zindagi ka har pal moj me guzara karte the
Aaj unme jeene ka showk bohot kam tha
Ye nahi keh rahi ke unki galati hai
Ye nahi keh rahi ke unki majboori hai
Lagta hai hamari dosti me wo baat nahi ab
Shayad isiliyay dil se bolne wale bohot kam the
©sakinahozaifa -
वो इबादत जिसे लोग इश्क कहते हैं वह तो इस नाचीज नेकी ही नहीं कमबख्त कुछ लोगों ने इस गालिब को दोस्ती में ही बदनाम कर दिया
©officialgirl1432 -
Don't let your memories hold you back.
Smile and wave at them.
Move ahead to all new creations.
Everything from our eyes to our feet are placed forward.
Why then do we insist in pulling ourselves into the past ?
©marianotsaint -
Kuch nahi
Suno, kuch kahna tha tumse
Khair Khush Ho Tum aaj -
पैग़ाम!
इन हवाओं पे रख के मैंने ये पैग़ाम भेजा है..
तुझे फुरसत के दो पल दे, वैसी शाम भेजा है..
की अपने दिल की डायरी में हमेशा के लिए लिख लेना,
गुलाब में छुपा कर के अपना नाम भेजा है।।
©vikash_verma -
Ek mein hoon, ek Tum ho aur hai yeh chand Taare,
Ek pal mein aaj suljhe, Ishq ke yeh Raaz saare,
Umar bhar ka hi nhi usse bhi Lamba Saath hai,
Mar ke jeeta hai voh Aashiq, jisko uska ishq maare...