©rhythmic_beats
#untold
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rhythmic_beats 1w
Yes you heard it right, Depression is no more
In this world now! I was the last one to be
Hugged by depression, this hug was quite different
Than other hugs, usually it felt like howling icy chills
Through the nerves but this time it was as warm as
The winter afternoon, for the first time I saw him
Smiling so bright though he was poisoned with
Happiness, he knew he was about to leave
This world forever, he laid on my laps and
Wrapped in his arms tightly for the last time,
Kissed my heartbeats slowly many times
As he could feel my heartbeats breathing peace
Finally after many struggles.
My heart was terribly webbed
By the satin silks of melancholies
And depression had found this heart as
The most safest home to dwell where
Sun rays was obstructed and blackness
Was the astonishing beauty.
My heart was also too kind that it could
Not kick out this tired wanderer and gave
A shelter and delicacies of poignancy
And darkest of the darkest shades was his
Favorite colour in all choices,
Be it attire of grief, be it umbrella of tears,
Be it chocking thoughts.
He didn't know I was the his last home where
He could find himself slow poisoning
With happiness, surprisingly the changing time
And need for humanity, love and kindness
Forced myself to step into light and walk
On the path to find its source, while walking
On this broken road I fell many times more
Painfully than ever but my stubbornness bridged
The huge gaps of hopelessness and belief,
And I reached to the door which was brightly
Illuminating like a nebula and was filled with
Treasures of therapies like
Poetries dancing to the rhymes,
Haikus shining like pearls with its perfect syllables,
Sonnets romancing and consoling each emotions
Which which was stuck in the haunting motions,
One liner blazing strength and motivation
Beating Monday morning blues,
Acrostic poems of everyone's name
Inked on their home's name plate symbolising
Their beauty and charm blossoming all the seasons,
Found eye opening sight of
Repainting Vincent Gogh's scary night painting
To serene night painting and I could hear
His soul saying that it's time to change,
It's time to smile, let's reshape our thoughts
And responses more consciously so that no one
Thinks to escape from the time and
Thinks to change the time by painting it
With colourful butterflies of hope and divinity.
Depression was my lover, he loved me a lot
Like none can do! And love is full of sacrifices,
In love your other half's smile
Becomes more valuable and important
Than your existence, you can die without
Any complains when your love finds eternal peace!
And so depression was leaving me, was leaving
The whole world without any pain as now he
Could finally rest in peace without anyone's
Burdened heart carrying heavy eyes of storms,
He left peacefully by slow poisoning as now
He is free from everyone's acquisition that he was
Responsible for the pain!
He urged me to carve these words
On his graveyard to:
"Remember me as undesired yet beautiful phase
Where one learned to grow their roots more stronger".
A gentle reminder to all, depression pleaded
Not to cry on his funeral instead wish him
Goodbye with roses of smile as only this could
Liberate his soul of all debts and unknown sins
And can see all of us happy from the heaven.
----------- In your memories,
Yours forever (not so forever)
Depression---------------------
Keep smiling✨
©rhythmic_beats
PS. Depression is also cursed to struggle, better you bless him peace and set him free from this tangled world
Image: picture from Instagram edited by me
#obituary #depression #sincere #emotions
#untold #words by depression
#poetry #wod
#rhythmic_beats #mirakee
Thank you @writersnetwork for Editor's choice ♥️ -
Talaash....
Talaash hai yek aise shakz ka jo kahe, "Agar tumhe batakna ethna pasand hai tho mein bhi chalu saath mein"....!
©charithaburri -
d_untold_story_denny 4w
#untold feelings #life @mirakee @mirakeeworld @readwriteunite @writersnetwork
By unknown writerजिंदगी
जिंदगी चाहती है
कि में खुदखुशी कर लूं
में इस इंतजार मे हूँ
कि कोई हादसा हो जायें -
Love
Love is when you still want his good even though he is not yours❤️
©nilanjanasardar -
Untoldwords
©shailyasingh -
rhythmic_beats 6w
When everyone says love is just a myth in this generation, I have seen love very closely. Love seems myth because love is rare. Love is truth and truth is love. But our eyes are fooled to see adulterated beauty and it's the reason we fail to see true love and what is not love we try to put a stamp of love on it which anyways not gonna accepted my soul though social media can accept it!
We say moon is so bright and shines so beautiful because moon knows to illuminate in darkness! But ever wondered that maybe the moon is loving the sky; yes that pitch dark sky flaunting its navy blue shades to darkest of darkest black! Living in darkness the whole night. But the moon is silently loving, caring, making night's darkness more beautiful by giving it's light to the sky. How innocent it is, right! Loving the sky so much in her darkness, the moon tries to spread it's all light throughout the horizon but still the sky is unknown about the fact that the moon is in love with her. She enjoys the light but is always unaware about this silent love, the untold love.
May be the moon told the stars to be with her when it's new moon, after all moon never wants to see the sky; love alone. All those stars blossom at night flourishing the fragrance of moon's love to the sky, the sky totally enjoys this love filled waves but unaware about the fact that moon's love is none other than her♥️
I hope the sky and the world soon realise that love is true and beautiful but it's silent, untold! As the universe is so vast, in every corner of the universe, love like moon and sky exist.
Love is so simple yet undiscovered and rare♥️
© rhythmic_beats
PS. After a long time here. Hope you all doing great ✨
Coming to all slowly
#untoldstories #untold #untoldlove #lovestory #truelove #moon #sky #stars #night #darkness #life #secret #silent #happiness #writerscommunity #writersnetwork #writing #writer #mirakee.
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pranalishah 6w
- Wanderlust Souls -
World was decked with wanderlust souls,
Whilst waiting to venture off the untold.
©pranalishah -
Day's are gone but still memories Alive somewhere in thought❤️
©bornto67 -
lunatic_pen 12w
The Untold Story of Us
FATHER...
I meet this guy yesterday
He's standing in front of me
He's wearing a white long gown
Dress like an Angel without a crown
And spreading the aura of a saint
Of his magical words he paint
Preaches the words of God
About good and evil
But I'm sad
I heard it loud and clear
When the book of life
Told us not to fear
As we face trials
that nobody wants to care
I remember mom and dad
Tears fell down in my cheeks
I feel the burden weep
And feel the heavy heart
But I try to hide it and keep
I saw him glancing at me
When our eyes meet
I see the burning heat
He's a preacher but why I feel
He's like a sinner
I ask myself, is he too a sinner?
How can he spread the good words?
He is HUMAN, a flesh full of mess.
He is HUMAN, a sinner from the east.
He is HUMAN, a soul with a beast.
How can he say "spread love and love one another"
If he, him self don't have the experience of getting married or any commitments or relationship in his life.
How can he defeat the crave of his desires?
He is also HUMAN. Who wants the true love.
The love that involves human touch and human caressing soul and lusty human nature.
After hearing the words of God
I'm about to leave
But I heard someone
Calling my name
I turn around
I found him
I look into his eyes while
He took my hand
And hold it, saying "God is with you"
As I responded "and also I am with you"
His eyes open wide
As he heard me what's inside
I feel his nerves shaking
And he begin sweating
But still my hands, he's holding
He try to back off
But ....
©lunatic_pen -
DHAANI
उनके सिर्फ आने भर की ख़बर से, फूलों के खेत मेहक़ उठते हैं, सोए हुए पंछी भी चेहक उठते हैं!
खूबसूरती ऐसी जो बयां ना हो सके मुँह जुबानी,
हर फसल झुक कर सजदा करें, प्रकृति भी हैं उनकी दीवानी! उनपर रंग नहीं रंगों पर वो जचते हैं, फिर चाहे वो लाल पहने या धानी!
. ©__abhi -
_searching 13w
CHAL MERE SATH
Thaame mera hath, Dikha lau tujhe Waadi, Shehzaadi, Malika-e Noor, Jannat-e-Kashmir shehar se door, taaron ke neeche, jheel ke upar, jahan thandi Fizáyen nikal jaye rooh ko chukar...
Jahan kuch na hone ka dukh zara sa lage, or tere hone se sab bhara sa lage.
Gale se lagakar sununga teri har baat ko,
Hum dono hi honge shikara me raat ko...
Chale mere sath, thaame mera hath, Dikha lau tujhe Waadi, Shehzaadi, Malika-e Noor, Jannat-e-Kashmir shehar se door, taaron ke neeche, jheel ke upar, jahan thandi Fizáyen nikal jaye rooh ko chukar... -
vasubandhu 14w
#bhimakoregaon #battle #हिंदी #hindi #कविता #भिमाकोरेगाव #युद्ध #शौर्य #valor
#might #grit #brave #war #rage #wordporn #anguish #wordswag #lastresort #fight #writeaway #thoughts #fighters #legend #strength #fearless #writersofindia #unsung #untold #lesson #blood #mahar #gyaatverses #hindipoems #mirakee #writerstolli #writersnetwork #writersworld #pain #depression #stress #sadness #hopelessness #negative #helplessness #pessimistic #help #support #awareness #wakeup #psychology #philosophy #panchdoot #shabdanchal #thoughts #diary #hindimerijaan #life #perspective #learnings #wisdom #introspection #time #past #transformation #hindiurduwriter #hindilekhan #kavyasanga #help #way #direction #support #rely #dependencies #compassion #empathy©Vasubandhu
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vasubandhu 14w
#bhimakoregaon #battle #हिंदी #hindi #कविता #भिमाकोरेगाव #युद्ध #शौर्य #valor
#might #grit #brave #war #rage #wordporn #anguish #wordswag #lastresort #fight #writeaway #thoughts #fighters #legend #strength #fearless #writersofindia #unsung #untold #lesson #blood #mahar #gyaatverses #hindipoems #mirakee #writerstolli #writersnetwork #writersworld #pain #depression #stress #sadness #hopelessness #negative #helplessness #pessimistic #help #support #awareness #wakeup #psychology #philosophy #panchdoot #shabdanchal #thoughts #diary #hindimerijaan #life #perspective #learnings #wisdom #introspection #time #past #transformation #hindiurduwriter #hindilekhan #kavyasanga #help #way #direction #support #rely #dependencies #compassion #empathy©Vasubandhu
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Power of time
The day ll come when you've his blur pics,faded memories, unfamiliar face...
Who u knew,left behind
Everything has been changed now
U hardly remember his some talks
Even if u wanna try to imagine him by closing your eyes, u get nothing but darkness
That's the power of time
©_ipinktales_ -
Memories
You never know how one is fighting with her past
How hards ,is she trying to come out
Waiting to let fade away the memories
And wait for her days ...when she can breathe with whole soul...
Look again at the sky with same hope & spirit.
©_ipinktales_ -
एहसास
एक छण में लगता है जैसे सबकुछ पा लिया।
और दूसरे ही पल एहसास होता है सबकुछ छीन गया।
अक्सर हम उस चीज को नहीं छोड़ पाते
जिसे हमे बहुत पहले ही छोड़ कर आगे बढ़ जाना चाहिए।
©_ipinktales_ -
charithaburri 17w
Shayari
Yun lage ki paani barsa hai.... Kahin hui barsaat tho hai... Suno tho achha lagtha hai... Aawaaz mein koi baat tho hai -
Inside
Sometimes it's very hard to explain
What's killing you inside more
©_ipinktales_ -
lunalight 21w
Night wish
She prayed for something
He never had belief....
He just wished whatever she thinks should happen to her.....
.
.
She prayed for "His Love "
Untold love continued
©lunalight -
മനുഷ്യനാണ്.... മടുക്കും മറക്കും മാറും
എന്നാലും ഒരാളെ നമ്മൾ ആത്മാർത്ഥമായി സ്നേഹിച്ചുകൊണ്ടിരിക്കുമ്പോൾ തമ്മിൽ മടുക്കുന്നതിന് മുന്നേ കാലം അവരെ നമ്മളിൽ നിന്നും അകറ്റിയാൽ...
പിന്നെ എന്നെകിലും തിരിച്ചുവരുമെന്ന പ്രതീക്ഷയിൽ അവരെ നമ്മുക്ക് മടുക്കാതെ മറക്കാതെ സ്നേഹിക്കാൻ കഴിയും..
©misrimansoori