#warzone

38 posts
  • travellers_nirvana 9w

    The aftermath

    When the war is over
    The flowers will bloom again
    Those dead shall be remembered
    Those living shall clean the stain

    When the war is over
    The debris will be cleaned
    Those toiling away will build the nation
    While a few will shout and scream

    The cities carpeted will rise again
    With dwellers returning to their chores
    The barren city roads will get hustled
    There's a cosmos that these metros once bore

    When the peace will finally set in
    The horrors of the bygone days will be written
    The affairs of life will carry on
    While the lessons of past will be forgotten

    #afghanistan #afghan #war #warzone #battle #peaceshallprevail #city #cities #wod
    @miraquill
    @writersnetwork

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    When the war is over
    The flowers will bloom again
    Those dead shall be remembered
    Those living shall clean the stain
    When the peace will finally set in
    The horrors of the bygone days will be written
    The affairs of life will carry on
    While the lessons of past will be forgotten

    ©travellers_nirvana

  • we_are_not_beautiful 22w

    There is something vivid about the alacrity of lexica that ooze out of my forbidden and claustrophobic thoughts, words no longer await the need to be spoken when the urge to be felt is bearing the alluring colours of cessation, but for them actions and weapons are louder than the words, bloodshed and injuries over peace and stability, they feed traumas and sufferings to the pitiable. As the winds of fiend reach the gates of paradise, with a shrewd mixture of warmth and blood, I scribble the lessons of love on the walls of scornful hatred, built by the kitsch beings, but the words of serenity are thrown onto the malicious lands. Annihilating damage within the invidious souls, I lost a piece of myself in the jaunt of fracas, though the other pieces fetter the unwillingness of people to show humanity. Exhuming the innocence of thousands, I find the exulting of mortals, very lively to be revived again. Delinquent shadows in every valley of asleep yet awake night, the footsteps are cautious to follow the sound of amenity, for there is enmity everywhere, and by the time one can solemnly express grief of the stillness of heart, there are already wars of words taking place insolently over the sounds of now dying frissons of helpless humans. At the place of war zones, there are many reaching hands within the fighting warriors, begging for someone to pull them out of the abyss of inhumanity. Flowers on the tombs, ashes of ephemeral harmony of ludic sacrificers, everything at the point of ruin rests on the cunning smiles of the tyrants. I tried bringing peace, but they dragged me down.  

    #readwriteunite #writersnetwork #mirakee #mirakeeworld #random #thoughts #poem #pod #quote #rwu #read #write #words #wars #warzone #peace #stability #blood
    @writersnetwork @readwriteunite @mirakee @mirakeeworld
    Is this even making sense?

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    And when the night comes, I choose to sing with many trying souls, the song of survivors. But they suppress what is lively and pleasant, they twist and turn words of humanity and present quite place of war zone, with that we sleep with the eyes hovering over ourselves. After all sleepers are deceived.


    -jayshree..

  • uniqueeunice 23w

    With Polished lies
    You bought our trust
    With feigned loyalty
    You amassed public support
    Becoming the custodian of the law
    Yet you failed to protect it

    Our land is in chaos
    You promised to restore order
    But the tension intensifies
    We dare not sleep at night
    for we know not our fate
    Children in hiding
    For the battlefield
    Rises in high dust.

    Bodies all over the surface
    Oozing thick stench that rises to the sky
    Wives crying over their dead husbands
    Mothers wailing over the withered flowers
    Whose dream were cut short
    Whose lives were tampered
    by their loved ones.

    Yes,those who claimed to love us
    Put a knife to our neck
    Our so called protector
    But a bullet in our skull
    Yet the custodian of the law
    Soon forget their pledges and vows
    Supplying them instruments of our doom.
    Then it dawns love is lost
    Love is nothing but a crushed hope
    Love is lost,this is war!!
    ©Uniqueeunice

    #War #love #warzone @writersnetwork @writersbay

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    Yes,those who claimed to love us
    Put a knife to our neck
    Our so called protector
    But a bullet in our skull
    Yet the custodian of the law
    Soon forget their pledges and vows
    Supplying them instruments of our doom.
    Then it dawns love is lost
    Love is nothing but a crushed hope
    Love is lost,this is war!!
    ©uniqueeunice

  • yashashwani 23w

    वसुधैव कुटुम्बकम् सनातन धर्म का मूल संस्कार तथा विचारधारा है[1] जो महा उपनिषद सहित कई ग्रन्थों में लिपिबद्ध है। इसका अर्थ है- धरती ही परिवार है (वसुधा एव कुटुम्बकम्)। यह वाक्य भारतीय संसद के प्रवेश कक्ष में भी अंकित है।

    अयं निजः परो वेति गणना लघुचेतसाम् ।
    उदारचरितानां तु वसुधैव कुटुम्बकम् ॥ (महोपनिषद्, अध्याय ४, श्‍लोक ७१)
    अर्थ - यह अपना बन्धु है और यह अपना बन्धु नहीं है, इस तरह की गणना छोटे चित्त वाले लोग करते हैं। उदार हृदय वाले लोगों की तो (सम्पूर्ण) धरती ही परिवार है।

    Source of matter - wikipedia
    Picture credit- Pinterest

    #वसुधैवकुटुंबकम
    #worldisfamily
    #worldwar
    #warzone
    #worldisourfamily
    #love
    #lust
    #iloveyou
    #loveandlust
    #lustylove
    #india
    #worldneedopeace
    #krishna
    #krishnalove
    #lordkrishna
    #peace
    #peacefulworld
    #vedpuran
    #ved

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    वसुधैव कुटुंबकम ।

  • yashashwani 23w

    इसलिए ये सवाल नहीं है कि कौन देश श्रेष्ठ है,कौन देश अश्रेष्ठ है।सवाल ये है के किस देश में अधिकतम श्रेष्ठ लोगों का निवास है और किस देश में अधिकतम निकृष्ट लोगों का निवास है.............. मैं सारी दुनिया में चक्कर लगा आया हूँ सभी जगह अच्छे लोग हैं और सभी जगह बुरे लोग हैं, लेकिन
    बुरे लोग ताकत में हैं हर जगह और अच्छे लोग शक्तिहीन हैं हर जगह । अच्छाई कि एक मजबूरी है,अच्छाई आक्रामक नहीं होती है, हिसात्मक नहीं होती है । बुराई आक्रामक होती है, हिंसात्मक होती है ।........... अच्छाई को कोई मौका भी नहीं मिलता, दूसरी खूबी अच्छाई को कोई आकांक्षा भी नहीं होती, कि उसे स्वीकार मिले, अच्छाई अपने आप में ऐसा सुखद अनुभव है, कि अब और कुछ और नहीं चाहिए।...... बुरे लोग छाती पे सवार हैं और अच्छे लोग इतने अच्छे हैं कि उनसे ये भी नहीं कहते कि अब उतरो भी ।

    -©osho


    #osho
    #israel
    #gaza
    #warzone
    #war
    #love
    #truelove
    #loveandlust
    #lovecheat
    #fake
    #cheat
    #bad
    #good
    #politics
    #affair
    #oshowani
    #loveyou
    #iloveyou

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    वसुधैव कुटुंबकम ।

  • yashashwani 23w

    गतसङ्‍गस्य मुक्तस्य ज्ञानावस्थितचेतसः ।
    यज्ञायाचरतः कर्म समग्रं प्रविलीयते ॥ (२३)

    भावार्थ : प्रकृति के गुणों से मुक्त हुआ तथा ब्रह्म-ज्ञान में पूर्ण रूप से स्थित और अच्छी प्रकार से कर्म का आचरण करने वाले मनुष्य के सभी कर्म ज्ञान रूप ब्रह्म में पूर्ण रूप से विलीन हो जाते हैं। (२३)

    दैवमेवापरे यज्ञं योगिनः पर्युपासते ।
    ब्रह्माग्नावपरे यज्ञं यज्ञेनैवोपजुह्वति ॥ (२५)

    भावार्थ : कुछ मनुष्य अनेक प्रकार के यज्ञों द्वारा देवताओं की भली-भाँति पूजा करते हैं और इस प्रकार कुछ मनुष्य परमात्मा रूपी अग्नि में ध्यान-रूपी यज्ञ द्वारा यज्ञ का अनुष्ठान करते हैं। (२५)

    श्रोत्रादीनीन्द्रियाण्यन्ये संयमाग्निषु जुह्वति।
    शब्दादीन्विषयानन्य इन्द्रियाग्निषु जुह्वति ॥ (२६)

    भावार्थ : कुछ मनुष्य सभी ज्ञान-इन्द्रियों के विषयों को संयम-रूपी अग्नि में हवन करते हैं और कुछ मनुष्य इन्द्रियों के विषयों को इन्द्रिय-रूपी अग्नि में हवन करते हैं। (२६)



    #Lordkrishna
    #krishnalove
    #krishnaisdestination
    #peace
    #warzone
    #battle
    #penandpain
    #depression
    #soul
    #spiritual
    #spirituality
    #loveandlust
    #love
    #loveandpain
    #fakelove
    #fakeworld
    #lust
    #attraction
    #lawofattraction
    #withinyou
    #God

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    Krishna

  • shadeenibrahim 36w

    Hushed Whispers, Loud Echoes.

    Hearing a loud sound,
    Swiftly I crouch down,
    My knees bent against my face,
    My hands wrapped around them in an embrace,

    A hushed whisper by my ears,
    Shutting my eyes tight with fear,
    While slowly turning my head in that direction,
    Only to see my sister with a frightened expression

    Gripping onto my old sweater sleeves,
    While resting her head on my bent knees,
    While taking refuge under a structure that's half in crumble,
    Hoping that it doesn't tumble.

    The sky that once was clear and blue,
    Has now turned into a shade of gloom,
    Airstrikes endless above our heads,
    Giving rise to fear and dread,

    My sister points at a sandwich lying over there, half-eaten, Expectations shining in her eyes,
    While a grumble followed from her tiny tummy,
    But what if that's a bait awaiting our eyes,
    And when we are close, what if, 'BOOM' it explodes?

    Clinging on to me, my sister,
    While I rub my palms together,
    Seeking some warmth from the cold weather,
    While chanting prayers asking to keep us together,

    My heart pounding against my ribs
    As a bullet whizzed past and hit the wall,
    Where my head rested less than a minute ago,
    With trembling steps, we slowly stood hoping for haven.

    Two steps forward, and then one step back,
    The airstrikes have seemed to halt,
    Tugged by my sleeves down by my sister,
    While her eyes roamed fearfully ahead,

    There a lady clad in black,
    With a huge device at hand
    A big flash, freezing me in my steps,
    It wasn't a gun but a camera flash,

    Her eyes glistening with unshed tears,
    As she caught sight of our shabby clothing spheres,
    I pulled my sister protectively against my chest,
    Lest she is taken away like some of the rest.

    The lady simply shook her head,
    Gesturing to me, that she came to render help,
    My sister showed her that her hands were empty,
    While rubbing her shoulders to indicate how cold she's feeling,

    I felt my sister's eyes trained on me,
    With hope and expectations dancing free,
    If only I can show how much I hoped for the same,
    But our past in the war zone overpowering my sense.
    ©shadeenwrites

  • sukanya94 36w

    Sometimes the wildness is more than the burning flames.....

    #pod@mirakee@writersnetwork#valentine#wod#napalm#body#warzone

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    Napalm

    ©sukanya94

  • the_midnight 51w

    This was for the war theme competition but after writing I realised I needed premium membership ��.
    So here goes...its about a child struck in the middle of war.
    #war #warzone #stopwars

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    My Innocence

    She covered my ears,
    'look into my eyes',
    Pulls me closer to her chest,
    'hush baby, everything is alright',
    My eyes wander off in panic,
    Why are we hiding in our own house?,
    She grabbed my cheeks rather harshly,
    'don't look anywhere else than my eyes baby',

    Where is dad?,
    Why was everything on fire?,
    What are those loud noises?,
    When will this be over?,

    We haven't gotten out of our cupboard in 3 days,
    I am hungry and I am thirsty,
    Is this the real life?
    What about the meadows and playgrounds they teach?,
    What about the humanity and kindness they preach?,
    What about my dreams and ambitions?

    Her puddle of blood was the scariest thing I have ever seen,
    Untill I noticed she didn't breathe anymore....
    ©the_midnight

  • rraghav_07 109w

    Kirdaar!

    Maidan wahi hai...
    Hathiyaar naya hai!
    Kirdaar wahi hai hai...
    Andaz naya hai...!!
    ©__raghav__

  • undelivered_letters 123w

    War Zone

    no, don't look at me like that
    I don't want to fall in love again
    coz I know at the end it's
    just like a war zone and
    I am too tired of fighting again.
    my heart's all battered almost
    like a stone, heavy to carry everywhere.

    so,
    two, three, four and five seconds
    and then i will look away
    coz at the end I know its the
    starting of a brutal war zone
    I don't want to fall in love again...

    ©undelivered_letters

  • aadish_jain 129w

    The creature who is creating chaos in the paradise and making it my warzone.

    ©mrnotoriousaadi

  • secondhandwriter 136w

    Ek Roz
    ALFAAZ
    Ladd Padey
    JAZBAATON
    Se Ki Tujhe
    Bewafa Bulaye
    Ya
    Khudko
    Naa-Samajh!


    #secondhandwriter ❣

  • _the_quotes_chaser_ 139w

    #mirakee #solider #army #nationsaver #childishbehavior #easy #immature #mature #share #lonely #powerful #hardtimes #civilised #warzone #fristtry #indiaarmy

    �� guys do read it once ���� ; it's written by me for our army ���� I know its not that intrusting but plz read it once ���� ......

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    Solider

    From little naughty eyes ;
    To eyes of eagle ..
    Walking around the floored room;
    To walking in desert..
    Eating luxurious meals;
    To eating a normal meal..

    Is it easy to be a solider.

    From Mumma's boy;
    To a nations saver ..
    A never compromising;
    Guy Learns to share ..
    Never ironed school dress ;
    To a ironed military uniform..

    Is it easy to be a solider

    From class last bencher;
    To front position in March..
    A guy with low grades ;
    To a batch earner..
    From long glossy hair;
    To grass cut..

    Is it easy to be a solider..

    ©_the_quotes_chaser_

  • noobie_4 140w

    JAWAAB DENGE

    Wo tum logon ki tarah kaayar nahi hain. Wo apney lahu, apne paseeney se apni jaan ki baazi lagaa dete hain sirf isliye ki unkey bhaarat maa pr koi aanch na aa sakey. Agar himmat hai hi to saamney se aazma kar dekho hamaarey jawaanon ko "Khatam kar dengey"...tumhey bhi aur tmhaarey dehshat ko bhi. Aisi kaayarta to mt dikhaao jb weeron se ladna chaahtey ho to. Pr hamaarey jawaan chup nhi rahengey unkey bhaiyon ka badla lengey. Chuupke nahi keh ke maarengey.
    ©noobie_4

  • ysjones 143w

    The Pain...

    Sometimes it's not the butterflies that tell you you are in love, it's the pain. Be it what may, it's still a very beautiful feeling.
    ©ysjones

  • wolfi_mdr 145w

    My warzone.

    I panicked, I should had talked.
    I built walls, I forgot the door.
    I pushed you away, I wanted to be hold.
    I ran, I should had climbed the walls.
    I let you go, I never wanted to leave your side.
    I thought it was for the best, I should had asked you.
    I fought a war in my head, I should had made you my soldier.
    I hurt you, I hurt myself.
    I acted like I didn't care, I loved you.
    I made mistakes, I wasn't myself.
    I can't undo it, I wished I could.
    I lived with silent regret, I should had shared my tears.
    I hated myself, I missed you.

    I am bruised, I conquered my war.
    I still miss you, I miss us.
    I put away my fear and pride, I showed you the truth.
    I still got feelings, I never lost them.
    I am glad to hear your laughter again, I can't wait to see your smile.
    I was an idiot, I learned from my mistakes.
    I want you to be happy, I want to be part of your happiness.
    I found myself, I will fight for you.
    I am not perfect, I will do my best.
    I want you in my life, I am here to stay.
    ©wolfi_mdr

  • smallgiant 148w

    -Welcome to War-

    I cannot tell you a lie
    I am scared
    With every day that passes by
    I feel less and less prepared

    There are no guns
    But words are fired away
    There are no grenades
    But emotions explode in every way

    There are no exploding towns
    But the constant bombardments are bringing me down
    There is no fortress or barbed wires of tin
    But we've built iron walls to keep ourselves in

    There are no enemies here
    We face the very loved ones we are fighting for
    There may be no barrels, tanks, or blood soaked tears
    But regardless, you're here...

    Welcome to war.
    ©smallgiant

  • secondhandwriter 151w

    Paradise x Warzone

    HE was REPLACED by HIM
    and SHE,
    by HER MEMORIES.


    #secondhandwriter ❣

  • secondhandwriter 152w

    Gunahgaar?

    Tu Duaa Hai.
    Mera Khuda Hai.
    Tu Khaab Hai.
    Mujhse Judaah Hai.
    Tu Manzil Hai.
    Jiska Rasta Khafa Hai.
    Tu Galti Hai?
    Toh,
    Mujhe Manzur
    "GUNAHGAAR"
    Banna Harr Dafa Hai.

    #secondhandwriter ❣