#sisterhood

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  • hruchanilima 8w

    तुझ्या बासरीचे सूर
    आत्ता ऐकू आले मला..
    धावत होते सैरभैर मी
    तुझ्या भेटीच्या ओढीने...
    तू लबाड कान्हा
    तुला तर माझ्याशी बोलायचेच नाही..
    इतक्या अंधारल्या रातीला
    कुणीच लपंडाव खेळत नाही..
    पण माझ्या खोडी काढल्याशिवाय
    तुलाही करमत नाही..
    बरे केले होते यशोदा माईने
    जे बांधले तुला उखळाला..
    सांग ना रे मुकुंदा
    कशी हुडकू मी तुझ्या सावलीला...
    नको मला तुझे राधेसारखे प्रेम...
    हवी फक्त एक द्रौपदीला दिली होती
    तशी मर्मबंधातली ठेव...
    ये धावून माझ्या मदतीला
    जेव्हा मी असेल संकटात...
    घे सावरून तेव्हा मला,
    राखी नंतर बांधेन मी तुला एकट्यात...
    ~ऋचा निलिमा
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    @shabdabawari

    #krushnagatha#krishna#rakshabandhanstatus#bonding#bondoflove#sibling#brotherhood#sisterhood#latepost#thoughtofmid#rakhi#rakhispecial��#dada#brothersisterlove#erotica#poemofinstagram#poetesstreding#wordporn#happiness#radheradhe#jaishreekrishna
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    राखी....



    ©hruchanilima

  • lee_min_saho_ 9w

    The family is one of nature’s masterpieces.

    For the world you are only a person but to your family you are the world.

    Friends are the family you choose.

    I love my Family and I always make own rule and follow them.


    #myfamily #lovemysister #proudsister #siblings #sisterlove #sisterforlife #sister #sisterhood #sisterforever #mysister #sisters #sibling #happy #sistertime #love #loveher #lovemysis #girls #family #sis

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    Family

    Love your family. Spend time, be kind & serve one another. Make no room for regrets. Tomorrow is not promised & today is short.


    ©lee_min_saho_

  • madinah_writes 15w

    Family,
    This word sprinkles goodness like salt of happiness on my heart.
    Family,
    Created by people you grew up with,
    People that loves and understands you unconditionally and you love and understand, too.
    Blood related or not.

    Family,
    This word family, is greater than you know.
    Like a blessing, it could save you.
    Like a curse, it could break you.
    Like a sculpture, it could make you.
    Like an ocean, it could take you.

    Family,
    This word family is what you make if it.
    You could be seen, either as an angel or demon in it,
    It all depends on you.
    Family, like marriage,
    Is the best institution, ever.
    You learn life lessons,
    You cry with regrets
    Yet, you still come back accepting all your past and wrongs as life blessings.

    Family,
    This word family doesn't leave me.
    It lives in my heart.
    I could be way for years and centuries,
    But my family like my name lives in the paradise of my heart.
    My family lives within me.


    Family,
    This word family, brings me home.
    Like a pack of cards,
    My beautiful family welcomes me home.
    With tears eyes filled of unique memories,
    With glittering puppy eyes and happy faces.

    Family,
    As different as anyone may be, these are not.
    Their soul cuddles with mine.
    Like a lost lamb, I'm home again.
    Like a lost bird, I'm back again.
    With my mum's chuckles,
    And my dad's kisses.
    What else to I need to get happy?
    When I'm dinning with the angels of happiness?




    © Madinah_Writes

    #family #writes #relations #pod #thoughts #wod #touchy #writersnetwork #mirakee ##writerscommunity #poetry #inspirational #family #brotherhood #sisterhood #Unity

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    Family

    Family,
    This word sprinkles goodness like salt of happiness on my heart.
    Family,
    Created by people you grew up with,
    People that loves and understands you unconditionally and you love and understand, too.
    Blood related or not.

    Family,
    This word family, is greater than you know.
    Like a blessing, it could save you.
    Like a curse, it could break you.
    Like a sculpture, it could make you.
    Like an ocean, it could take you.

    Family,
    This word family is what you make if it.
    You could be seen, either as an angel or demon in it,
    It all depends on you.
    Family, like marriage,
    Is the best institution, ever.
    You learn life lessons,
    You cry with regrets
    Yet, you still come back accepting all your past and wrongs as life blessings.

    Family,
    This word family doesn't leave me.
    It lives in my heart.
    I could be way for years and centuries,
    But my family like my name lives in the paradise of my heart.
    My family lives within me.


    Family,
    This word family, brings me home.
    Like a pack of cards,
    My beautiful family welcomes me home.
    With tears eyes filled of unique memories,
    With glittering puppy eyes and happy faces.

    Family,
    As different as anyone may be, these are not.
    Their soul cuddles with mine.
    Like a lost lamb, I'm home again.
    Like a lost bird, I'm back again.
    With my mum's chuckles,
    And my dad's kisses.
    What else to I need to get happy?
    When I'm dinning with the angels of happiness?






    ©madinah_writes

  • itsmylifebook 22w

    Voices out !......

    Here I drop my ink instead of utter
    To make you understand the beam and bleed of women!
    None can accept the fact behind society
    I adjured them !?
    The sinew of women is the strength of society!
    Existing in all forms of relationship women construct society!
    As a mother, she sprouts out her son to be outright and solicitous!
    As a sister, she sacrifices for her brother and shaping him to be the best man!
    As a wife, she leads aiding her husband to earn wings!
    Yes, obviously society virtue depends on women!
    ©itsmylifebook

  • madinah_writes 22w

    So, I write this poem for my late sister, early last year. I gave my dad to check on this but he was like... Whatever, I'm not into poetry. I really need feedbacks from you guys. I want to know if it really makes sense.



    #Death #sadpoetry #mylatesister #family #sisterhood #friendship #madinah_writes #pod #poems #poetry #mirakee #mirakeecommunity #writersnetwork #wod #qod

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    A Wedding Without You

    I lost a treasured star,

    A girl, my little sister.

    It's been ten years since you left,

    I still feel a pain in my heart as I hurt.

    Planning my wedding this month,

    Is happy but sad.

    I only wish you were here with me,

    I'm struggling so hard.

    I wish we'll both take a picture,

    I sit imagining you wouldn't be part of my future.

    Tears of sadness wets my face,

    My whole body shivers, my heart starts to race.

    How would you leave like this, shattering my heart?

    How would I continue to live with a shattered heart?

    You were part of me, And I was part of you.

    And when you died, A part of me died too.

    Even though I don't know and still I cry in high and low,

    I imagine you up above, watching over me from below.

    I miss you more, day by day.

    With all of my heart, I knew and pray.

    In my heart you shall leave forever,

    Even though our purest love isn't yet over.

    Missing you on this earth you left behind.

    You're my beloved, a sister and a friend I can never find.
    ©madinah_writes

  • ekaantvoice 25w

    Love

    साथ हर मुसीबत में निभाऊंगा

    तुम चलना साथ मेरे

    मैं हर रास्तों को अपना बनाऊँगा

    और जब लगे की रूठ रहें है अपने तुमसे

    तब पास मेरे आ जाना

    मैं तुमको ख़ुशी महसूस कराऊंगा
    ©ekaantvoice

  • ekaantvoice 26w

    क्या लिखू सच्चाई इंसानों की
    ख़ुद बे जुबाँ सा हूँ
    नहीं समझते लोग मेरी Fellings को
    मैं ख़ुद परेशां सा हूँ
    ©ekaantvoice

  • thebhavnasaxena 28w

    Rose

    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 32w

    A woman in the world of men,
    I sigh out aloud; the moon dips
    In through my window, she understands,
    I sing to her of my sorrows,
    Of that feeling of dread filling
    My being, whenever I find myself
    Walking home alone at twilight,
    The river gushes in too, she knows
    What it is to be hailed a holy mother
    One moment and being defiled in
    The next; I tell her, how they have
    Forced me to be obedient, silent
    And pretty, tried to wrench away
    The power I was born with, to birth,
    Nurture and destroy civilizations,
    They have villified me if I ever dare
    To show them, I am not their doll,
    But the power of nature concealing
    Universes in my skin; the earth
    Trembles beneath my feet and I
    Feel her sketching on my toes the
    Maps of all the places they poisoned
    Her in, I know, because they poisoned
    Me too, if I ever tried to stand up
    To them while they tore apart my
    Dreams and hunted me for the
    Slightest blow to their plans,
    How dare I love myself above
    The ideals they have forced down
    My throat since I was a little girl?


    #women #sisters #tribe #power #yougogirl #society #life #womensday #sisterhood #nature #inspiration #motivation #ican #feelings #lessons #people #dreams #girlpower #shewrites #followme #poet #creative #readwriteunite #mirakee #writersnetwork #writersofmirakee #poetsofmirakee #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #freeverse #pod #wds #writinglife #quotes #poem #mood #latenightthoughts #musings #skin #glory #fly #wings #mirakeeworld #writersbay #free

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    Tribe

    The wind whooshes in and whispers
    To me, enough of lament, end my
    Suffering I must, there is a wild fire,
    A majestic power sitting coiled in my
    Belly and sharp wings hiding in
    My spine, burn their moulds, she tells
    Me, and embrace your glory, spread
    Your wings, without a care, I am here
    For you, she tells me, so are the moon
    And the river and the earth, soar sister,
    She tells me, soar high up in the sky,
    All of nature is your tribe, and in your
    Flight, all your sisters shall proudly rejoice.
    ©thebhavnasaxena

  • yours_fortune 36w

    Compassion and empathy rests in every human heart. Expressing these emotions uplifts both the giver and receiver, kindles the spirit of brotherhood and makes the world a better place.
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    #brotherhood #sisterhood #helpeachother #helping #uplift #compassionquotes #empathy #humanheart #emotionalquotes #caringforothers #goodquote #happyquote

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    Thinking and caring for others instead of brooding over personal troubles can boost one's mental health and emotional well being.

    @the.black_quote

  • mmbftd 36w

    Holding

    I kept your trinkets
    Your hand-me-downs
    Your warm fuzzy sweaters
    And wool socks
    The loose black sweat pants
    With the pockets
    The plastic purple spoon
    With a cute character molded into the handle. The one from that time you took me out to that frozen yogurt place and I didn't realize they charged by weight.
    I'm an expensive best friend!
    I kept all the gifts you sent after you moved away and assimilated into your brand new life. The one you painstakingly carved out for yourself, the one you curated with the help of some photos on Pinterest.
    I kept the plastic fortune cookie with the gold and purple puzzle charm, the one that opens so I can hide my secrets inside it.
    I kept the candy-pooping unicorn and I can't help but laugh each time I walk by it, it's sheeny plastic surface reflecting all the colors we loved.
    I kept your hand sewn things, cherishing all the time your beautiful, pale, delicate hands put into them. I marveled at your attention to detail, your perseverance.
    I kept all the gifts I bought you but did not send. The custom mixed holographic nail polishes with your name hand painted on the bottles, by my now shaky hand. I kept so many meaningful little markers of how I loved you. I don't know why I never mailed them. I was blocked maybe. In denial that you and I would most likely (and especially now), never see each other in person again. We'd never laugh together or cry together at things only the two of us could understand.
    Because there are times for things and people. My time was before. Before your new life. And as you had grown and blossomed, I had stayed the same. Stagnating in my self made prison. Alone and lonely and feeling the loss of our deep sisterhood like a mourning.
    Yet each time I thought of you and laughed, remembering our funny jokes, or cried knowing I needed to talk with you but didn't ever want to burden you with the same old issues...like a signal sent, you would message me. With little hearts and love.
    And it always amazes me, our connection. I know you would say I'm never a burden. I know you would say I'm no bother, that you'd always make time to listen and help and cheer me up. You'd pull me out of my own darkness and into the real world again.
    But there is a part of me that doesn't feel I'm good enough anymore. Not by your judgement, but by my own. I see what I am. What I've let myself become. A de-evolution of a once vibrant woman.
    So I stir my coffee each morning, with that plastic purple spoon from the yogurt shop, in alternating coffee mugs you sent me. One with rainbow stars and one with that yellow sun I crave. Because only you know me truly.
    And I sleep in your black sweats wearing your blue and green knit socks. And I laugh alone at our jokes. I smile when I watch other best friends on youtube, I laugh and then I cry.
    And like a clockwork of the universe your heart emojis come magically floating in, just as I needed to be reminded...that this is only done if I allow it to be.
    And like so many other things in our lives, maybe I shouldn't make this decision without consulting you first. My other half. My velcro twin.
    I'll think about it. Until I decide, I'll keep to my rituals of trinkets and hand-me-downs.
    They keep me sustained in your absence.
    Always loving you.
    Best friend.
    ©mmbftd

  • yoyowrites_ 42w

    Sis' Watch

    I dreamt about you, darling..
    Draped in clothes you had thrown
    Carrying the letters you had burned
    I looked at you bewildered in silence-
    To the oddities you had embraced,
    Of dreams only the brave heart could chase

    I saw you again, darling
    Patiently waiting for the new leaf to sprout
    As you watched frozen dewdrops melt at sunrise
    With the cold reminding you of your short visit and ticking time
    But darling, you left your precious watch by the hearth
    For me to make memories of my own

    You taught me again, darling
    While I wallow in the past that is fainting,
    To love again the life I have dismantled and thrown
    And reconcile with the spirit I have disowned
    When I needed you, you came to me
    Riding clouds of rain to heal my pain.

    ©yoyowrites_

  • serenachapters 43w

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    Please my fellow readers and writer's, especially those familiar with Wattpad, please check out my first fantasy novel, Ky'maira the Warrior Queen. If your a lover of anyone of these hashtags please check out my book, though it's not completed, updates will be regular. And please give feedback and constructive criticism ❤️❤️❤️ please or I'll hunt you down in your dreams ����

    #amazonwarrior #blood #darkfantasy #diversity #fantasy #femalegladiator #gladiatrix #femaleprotagonist #feminist #friendship #gods #highfantasy #kingdom #queen #king #loyalty #magic #mythology #romance #sisterhood #swordfighting #war #warriorqueen #witch #worldbuilding #creatures #strongfemalelead #blacklead

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    Ky'maira the Warrior Queen, Book one.

    Ky'maira, the Amazon princess of an extinct race is the undefeated Queen of the Trirena. The victim of awful war that destroyed her home, Ky'maira is kidnapped and trafficked across the shores where she's raised and trained to be the most brutal gladiatrix in the Trirena, best of the best, earning the hearts of crowd and the loyalty of her fellow Gladiatrix. But what happens when this fierce and headstrong warrior becomes a threat to the higher powers of the most lucrative and untouchable fighting garison in Baven, Maulous. Fearing her growing adoration by the slaves Ky'maira is Allegedly executed in the most gruesome way.
    Miraculously surviving Ky'maira returns to lead a life-changing revolt against the most powerful warlord, Aspen, for her and her fellow inmate's freedom.
    ©serenachapters

  • childperxn 45w

    #memories #sisterhood #friendship R.I.P my wonderful sister ❤️

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    We didn't know that we were making memories, We were just having fun

    ©Rosemary Anne Mulder

  • quotescribe 49w

    बहन

    छोटी छोटी बातों पर मुहँ बना लिया करती है।
    दर्द जब भाई को हो खुद रो लिया करती है।।
    घर पर मेरा राज है भाई को खूब कहा करती है।
    बिदाई के वक़्त उसे गले लगाने को तरसती है।।
    अपनी सारी बात भई को बता दिया करती है।
    बहन हमेशा भाई की हिफाजत की दुआ करती है।।
    क्या कहु बहन माँ का दूसरा रूप हुआ करती है।
    गलती हो जाए तो डाट के मना लिया करती है।।

    ©uncondition_thoughts

  • justt_onyinye 51w

    SISTERHOOD #1

    -An Untold Mystery Of Love and Forever

    ©the_photogragh_blog

  • rk2006 52w

    @nevereverbethesame
    Dedicated to my bestie sister... My crazy girl����#friendship #sisterhood
    @mirakee #creativearena

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    My Friend

    Oh! My friend,
    You taught me love,
    You made me,
    peaceful as dove.

    Oh! My friend,
    You borne my rage,
    You grew me up,
    along with my age.

    Oh! My friend,
    I might be smart,
    but not as you,
    who made me an art.

    Oh! My friend,
    You're my author,
    You made me a book,
    that took ages to look.

    Oh! My friends,
    You taught me trust,
    You showed me my way,
    when I got lost.

    Oh! My friend,
    If I'm a pen,
    your name is what I write.
    You taught me right,
    and made me equal to men.

    Oh! My friend,
    You made my life,
    You're the one,
    who made a human.
    You're my friend,
    and will always be.
    ©star_2006

  • raindropsoncacti 56w

    Women of the Western World

    For a gender that, in this era, is egotistically and utterly convinced they're the "pioneers of feminism"
    Women of the Western World are putting their own kind to shame!
    As a woman myself, at the risk of being slammed, too bad! I'm unashamed. I'm calling it:
    Women! You are quite often not nearly as oppressed by the opposite gender
    So much as you are by each other! You so often have yourselves to blame!

    For with the mouths, that in some company, profess love and support for their sisters
    The same are responsible for the greatest amount of judgement and attack, when directed towards one another.
    It makes me rather inclined to renounce my gender, for this version of it sickens me!
    In light of such I'd quite often rather be referred to as "brother"!

    The Dalai Lama said "Women of the Western World"
    Would be responsible for the Earth's healing and progress.
    I disagree! For with the ears with which I hear, and the eyes with which I see
    Women vs. women is so writhe in the West!
    As for your ancestors, those who truly pioneered,
    Your big Western Womanly mouths would only cause them to be saddened and disappointed
    How wrongly you tread boldly and proudly... headstrong, yet in certain regress!

    At the paradigm shift you lead, in your "I am woman, hear me roar!" pant-suit,
    Your neck-tie of misinterpreted convictions, with your cufflinks of judgement and hate towards your "so-called sisters",
    All the while feeling "enlightened and empowered" in your futile pursuit.
    You are at times far more unkind to each other than many of the world's "Misters"!

    It reminds me of when we were teenagers, and watched "The Craft":
    Suddenly anyone could wear eyeliner and a choker, and consider themselves "Nancy"!
    It's not some case of "go to the shop and I'm miraculously aligned and pure of heart".
    It takes more than an essential oil pyramid scheme, colouring the occasional mandala, or glamping at self-care retreats, all things pretty and fancy!

    There is history of the Ancients! There is reverence! There is a huge shift in one's approach to acceptance, and perspective!
    There is generational inheritance and trauma!
    Until I see for myself evidence of that being at the forefront of my fellow females' intentions, and an end to two-faced facades and misappropriation of being a warrior (it means how Tzu intended, not a literal fight, "ladies"!)
    I'll not believe in many a Western Woman's alleged "sisterly connection", for it's the kind apparently commonly missing; the kind that stems from the former...


    ©thatgeekgirl

  • scribbled_stories_06 65w

    Being an younger sister





    ©scribbled_stories_06

  • _samarpita 66w

    You are the best!❣️
    #sis #sisterlove #sisterhood

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    The hands that are always there for me in every situation,
    the one who loves me every time without any condition.

    Whatever i do you will be still there,
    even god can not replace the way you care.

    The star to my dark days, the angle of my life,
    the key which unlocks my happiness and my forever favourite.
    ©_samarpita