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  • slaughtered_heart 2d

    Those last three words you said were like the last three words people say when someone dies.
    #rip #bye #left #broken @writersnetwork @mirakee

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    Your "Bye, take care" felt
    like "Rest in peace" to me.


    ©slaughtered_heart

  • atheist_by_mind 4d

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  • penletting 1w

    men who died do not rest in peace

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    greater men of lesser values;
    taller men of principles, watered down!

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    men celebrated, as messiahs, as princes;
    they that called the order,
    they that run the world - or seemingly believe to;
    toppling nations, and wreaking war -
    wars of disemberment, decay and hunger;
    wars of woes and wandering spirits!

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    they that feed the fuels of the furnace;
    a cesspit of lesser men and women -
    a whorehouse, a funeral pyre;
    they that also feed the hungry mouths,
    from grains that they loot,
    and waters that they rule over!

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    men looked up to, as ideals, as geniuses;
    they that formulate theories,
    they that call the order, among the classes;
    drawing lines, stretching apart -
    the continuum of lives, living and those who lived -
    the continuum of minds and their rightful dreams!

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    lesser men of warped spirits;
    men; hallowed holograms of hollow apathy!

    @mirakee @writersnetwork

    #napowrimo #npm15 #poetrymonth #deadmen #restinpeace #rip #musings #humanpoetry #humanity #apathy #lives #living

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    men who died do not rest in peace

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    greater men of lesser values;
    taller men of principles, watered down!

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    men celebrated, as messiahs, as princes;
    they that called the order,
    they that run the world - or seemingly believe to;
    toppling nations, and wreaking war -
    wars of disemberment, decay and hunger;
    wars of woes and wandering spirits!

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    they that feed the fuels of the furnace;
    a cesspit of lesser men and women -
    a whorehouse, a funeral pyre;
    they that also feed the hungry mouths,
    from grains that they loot,
    and waters that they rule over!

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    men looked up to, as ideals, as geniuses;
    they that formulate theories,
    they that call the order, among the classes;
    drawing lines, stretching apart -
    the continuum of lives, living and those who lived -
    the continuum of minds and their rightful dreams!

    men who died do not rest in peace -
    lesser men of warped spirits;
    men; hallowed holograms of hollow apathy!

    ©penletting

  • reena14 1w

    Ishq

    ©reena14

  • marianotsaint 2w

    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

  • shweta90 3w

    Maa..anmol rishta

    Teri yaadein vo baatein yaad aati h bhahut maa...
    Tujhse dur to mein gai thi..lekin tu itni dur hum sbse kyu chli gai maa...
    Yaad bht aati h tu maa...bs ji chahta h vapas ajaye tu maa...
    Yhn koi na smjh payega mujhe. Kam se kam tujhse to dil ki baat kr leti thi na maa...
    Ab lgta h sab kuch khatam ho gya maa.... zindagi bs chl rhi h maa..



    Maa ko khone ka dard sirf vhi mehsoos kr skta h jo usko khota h...
    ©shweta90

  • my_sky_is_falling 3w

    #naushad Bhai #RIP
    नौशाद भाई आपका इस तरह चले जाना बड़ा ही दुःखद है , आज फिर ये बात साबित हो गई कि बस वही पल हमारा है जिसमें हम आज है कल क्या होगा किसी को नही पता..ईश्वर आपकीं आत्मा को शांति प्रदान करे ..आप जहाँ भी खुश रहो यही ईश्वर से प्रार्थना है����

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    नौशाद भाई

    मिलेंगे तुमसे जो कभी तो पूछेंगे तेरा हाल
    बड़े खुदगर्ज़ हो बिना कुछ कहे ही चल दिए
    ©my_sky_is_falling

  • piu_writes 3w

    अलविदा नौशाद

    कुछ शेर और लिखते कुछ नजम सुनते बड़ी जल्दी थी क्या शायर आप का बीच महफिल यूँ छोड़ जाना बहुत बुरा लगा
    ©piu_writes

  • rani_shri 3w

    We lost what we didn't have to...
    #RIP #Naushad #Sir
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    नींद लग गयी रोते रोते अचानक ही,
    मेरे सपने में मुझे आज तुम दिख गये।
    कुछ बोल रहे थे तुम, मगर मैं सुन नहीं पाई।
    अब ख़्व़ाब बनकर मिलते रहना। ������������

    तुम संभलने की बात करते हो!
    हम जिंदा हैं अब तक , क्या ये काफी नहीं??
    ~श्री

    संभाल रखा है ख़ुद को रो रो कर,
    गर टूटना ही होता,तो हम भी साथ हो लेते तुम्हारे.
    ~श्री

    #nayab_naushad

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    नौशाद बनकर....

    मेरी जिस भी दुआ में जगह तुम्हारी है,
    रहना हमेशा वहीं तुम फ़रियाद बनकर।

    अपने नगमों में, शायरियों में, गज़लों में,
    नई ज़िंदगी बनाना तुम आबाद बनकर।

    एक शख़्सियत बन कर थे जहाँ अब तक,
    रहना अब वहीं महज़ इक याद बनकर।

    मेरी तमाम तबाहियों में एक ये भी सही,
    मगर तुम बर्बाद मत होना बर्बाद बनकर।

    जिस मिट्टी में मैं बढ़ूंगी एक तरु के जैसे,
    तुम कब्र से निकल आना खाद बनकर।

    ये अश्क जो गिरते जा रहे मेरे अंखियों से,
    इन्हें बदल जाना तुम हंसी तादाद बनकर।

    गये हो जहाँ, ये जहाँ छोड़ कर आज तुम,
    खुश होके रहना वहाँ भी आज़ाद बनकर।

    जन्म लेना हो अगर जो अगली बार कहीं,
    जन्म लेना तुम फ़िर यहीं नौशाद बनकर।

    सिर्फ़ और सिर्फ़ आपकी परी.....
    ©rani_shri

  • piu_writes 4w

    नौशाद

    कह्ते हैं आज नौशाद जी नहीं रहे हमारे दिलों में अपनी शायरी छोड़ गए इस जहाँ से चले गए अब जन्नत को आबाद करेंगे आप की शायरी वाकिफ़ लोग हमेशा आप को याद करेंगे
    ©piu_writes

  • _zivah 4w

    Flirt

    He flirts, he is studd!!
    She flirts, she is a slut!!

    Bravo society, RIP thinking!!

    ©_zivah

  • vakilankita 5w

    Baa in heaven

    Thus I have heard,
    Thus I have felt,
    Both Freedom
    and
    Bondage
    are within thyself!
    ©vakilankita

  • ckeerthana 5w

    It's been 3 months
    But still somewhere it hurts
    I was not your fan
    Nor watched your series
    But your death made me
    To feel about you
    You played many characters
    But for me your
    Personal character was
    amazing of all
    A girl with so many dreams
    A girl with multi talents
    A girl next door
    A girl with enchanting smile
    A girl with so much passion
    A girl so loved by all!!!!
    It's not easy for a girl
    To build a house for her parent's
    It not easy for a women
    to achieve her dreams
    It not easy for a girl to be an all rounder in all
    You proved everything!!!!
    Whenever I see the date 14
    Ssr will come in mind
    And whenever I see the date 9
    You come In my mind
    Pure souls go to God first
    Hope you are safe in god's hand
    Your physical body would have destroyed
    But your soul& memories live for ever
    You are an inspiration and
    You will always be remembered
    #rip#ssr#chithuvj#late post#9thdec2020

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    ©ckeerthana

  • vegiisaur 5w

    07/04/2019

    "What's wrong with you? The attitude is not okay. You can't scream at everyone, you need to get over it."

    It's been that way since I was a kid. A tiny child I always know but can't ever find the words to share. The cry for attention and screams to feel loved. The need for anyone to try to see past it and help find my words.

    Just when I thought he'd be here to stay, He's gone again.

    It should be controllable by now, but I only look like I'm grown. He let me down again so inside I am seven years old and excited but wary. Waiting for a car that would never come followed by the words That flooded my night terrors.

    "He's not coming."

    They kill me every time. It never meant he's not coming this time. It was always a different meaning.

    "I have to go away again. I didn't tell you because I can't stand to see you so sad. I'm sorry, baby. I'll see you soon. "

    To this day when I think he'll show, I'm just a 7 year old baby. My heart shattered for the first time all over again. And again. And again .  At  15, 19, 22, and for the last time at 26. I'm a baby again, realizing that I was not his priority. And still our last goodbye was the hardest yet. I never got used to it. 20 years later I finally found the words to explain my adolescent outbursts that disrupt my adult life.

    It's like looking into the gates of hell and seeing the only safe feeling you can ever remember. It's screaming through terrified tears trying to say please don't take my home. It's watching the bright eyes of an angel fade red as the body holding them Burns. I see my safety nod in acceptance as though to say;

    "I understand. I'm sorry. I can't tell you! Why can't you hear me? I'm sorry, please don't hate me! Daddy loves you. I always loved you my baby girl."

    But he couldn't say that. He couldn't speak anymore. He never did when he could. And then it was too late. So I guess those words where nothing but just what hope had whispered in my ear.

    And so I break. And I Cry. And I'm mean. And I'm tired. And I don't understand. Why? I always wanted to hear those words. At least when I close my eyes I can pretend I heard every word your eyes pleaded for me to know.

    It's okay, Daddy. I understand. I'll come visit you soon and we can play with my ponies on the grass hill. I'm not mad at you. Just don't scare me again.
    ©vegiisaur

  • awarewolfff 5w

    Virgin Slut

    You can ask me,
    How can a virgin and slut?
    But guess what,
    That's what they called her.
    She'd been called whore before
    For the clothes she wore
    When she's on store or at someone's door,
    Guys try to ask her for more,
    She was a pure soul
    But I guess no more.
    ©awarewolfff

  • witchwithwords 6w

    He would rip my heart
    and fill the breakage
    with roses through his
    crescent moon
    smile

    And after years now,

    I see him smiling
    with a painful heart
    and covering
    it off from the people,
    pulling out the lethal
    thorns from his soul
    one after another.

    ~WWW | HIS SMILE!

  • aatreyi_chakraborty 6w

    Death is a metaphor!

    Death is a metaphor...
    Why do they have to be so cruel and painful?
    We are not just robbed of his existence...
    They simply manage to drill a hole through our heart....
    The laughs once shared, the frowns that I gave, will be today's past...
    However memorable and beautiful the memories are-
    We continue to yearn for their presence.
    When you leave towards your heavenly destination...
    The people here strive to believe the reality.
    That feeling of void refuses to sink in, we refuse to give in.
    With time, all wounds heal.
    But
    It is a scar that remains forever even if it fades.
    Your smile seems to glitter in the dark and your distant cry echoes in my ears...
    Why does this day come?
    Perhaps this is for what we are born one day.
    You will continue to live among us in the best of your spirits...
    Happy journey............

    ©aatreyi_chakraborty

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