Miraquill
And within this cluster of stars, I'm also an uncommon shining star.
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~Let me give you the poetry of my heart.♥️~ ♥Painting my Soul with words!��♥
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hooryatanweer
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Read MoreWorld, is
A garden, a jungle or a bookstore
Having different flowers with
Extraordinary fragrances and colors,
Different animals with versatile attitudes
And
Different books with unique stories.
Each day I went out,
And meet new and different people
Each face is peculiar and uncanny
Among these, some are admirable
And some are ignorable.
Here, many souls inspire me and
Many make me learn worthy lessons.
And at times,
These versatile attitudes
Make me wonder!
And within this cluster of stars,
I'm also an uncommon shining star
A different flower, a unique animal
And a book very rare -
hooryatanweer
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Dear 2020,
It is the last day I'm celebrating with you. You are going, going forever. I don't know about others, but I'll surely miss you. You were like a friend, a very extraordinary one.
You were rude by nature but loving at heart. You were like a teacher too. You made me learnt so many lessons. You taught me how to smile in the hardest of times. You made me cherish the past memories and taught me the value of every even & happy moment.
You made understand that loneliness can also be celebrated with smiles.
Everyone says you paused their lives, became a halt in their way but I would say you gave me time to reflect upon myself & to talk to my soul. You gave me time to spent with my loved ones, more than before. Everybody says you were a bad omen but I would say you were a kind of blessing. You did what the last 19 years unable to do. Love you!
Goodbye, my friend!
Yours.Dear 2020!
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I see, the sky is blue and clear but a tinge of sadness is there
I see the sun shining gloomily
I see the flowers and leaves smiling quietly
I see the trees bidding goodbye smiling with teary and moist eyes
And I'm also pondering sadly but a shade of happiness is also there on me, i don't know
Because this is 31st December, 2020.
~Hoorya Tanweer��
Goodbyee 2020
��❤️Because this is 31st December, 2020
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Chhoti si Zindagi ko gulzaar bana loon
Aarzoo hai meri yahan likhi
Ek mitti ke ghade mein bhra paani ban jaoon
Lehraata khilkhilata darya ka saani ban jaaon
Qatra-Qatra kisi pyaase ki botal mein bhar jaoon
Tishna khtm kr raahgeeron ki shaad ho jaoon
Garmi ki tapish se rahat de pursukoon ho jaoon
Ek sookhi sadak pr baarish ban baras jaoon
Ek mitti ke ghade mein bhra paani ban jaoon
Ek Andheri raah mein rkha mitti ka roshandaan ban jaoon
Har musaafir ko mei raah dikhaoo aur khushi ka sabab ban jaoon
Taareek ki thokar se bacha kr sare raah ek madadgaar ban jaoon
Kisi ki raah paar kra uski yaadgaar ban jaoon
Andheron mein ujaala krne waala
Chhota sa mitti ka roshandaan ban jaoon
~Hoorya Tanweer
������������������Mitti ke ghade mein bhra paani ban jaoon ya ek andheri raah mein rakha roshandaan ban jaoon
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Greetings to that phase of life
Where happiness is a priority
Where sorrows are just stories
And Where fun is limitless!
Greetings to that phase of Life
Where strangers are seen friends
Where smiles are innocent and
Where life is alluring and the most vibrant!
Greetings to that phase of life
Where greatest desires are to
See a paper boat sail and
A paper plane fly!
~Hoorya Tanweer
Even if you are pachpan never forget to live your bachpan��♥️Greetings To Our
Childhoods!
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Someday the frost of hatred will melt away;
And the spring of love will blossom
Someday the barren tree of humankind ;
Will be blessed with the leaves of humanity
Someday the depressed souls;
Will enjoy the breeze of contentment
Someday the storms of egotism will end;
And the bright rays of selflessness will brighten up the world
Someday the dirt of corruption;
Will be washed away by the rain of honesty
Someday the darkness of distress;
Will wake up in the morning of peace
Someday the sky of mankind;
Will be full of cheerful twinkling stars.
~Hoorya Tanweer
Love, Peace. ♥️Someday the sky of mankind
Will be filled with cheerful twinkling stars.
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I wish I could fly
Beyond the skies, soaring high
Exploring the divine charms of Life
Discovering myself truly alive
I wish I could smile forever
Sorrows and pain could touched me never
But, life is a rollercoaster for all
Always have to deal with rise and falls
I wish I could take a nap
In the serene and tranquil, nature's lap
Blooming my heart's wrenching flowers
Relishing with the breeze of silence
~Hoorya Tanweer
→Picture Credits: Pinterest ��I Wish, I Could...
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Share yourself selflessly as plants do.
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Summer is Weary now
And wants To leave
Going somewhere
To fall asleep
As she is leaving
So are the leaves
As they really Need a rest
These crowns are Painting them
Orange, yellow Gold and red
Wind is howling
Asking them To shed
And then its October again
The month of Fall and crisps
With the month
Greeting the season
Of Autumn too
Mornings are quite And serene
With the veils Of haze
and Pearls in The green
Crispy pathways And
Dew in the Grass
Mist in the aura
Raindrops on Window glass
Fire in the Hearths and
Lover's Hearts
And with the Month, greeting
The season of Autumn
Too!
Happy October!��❤️
→Picture Credits: Pinterest ��Hello October, Hello Autumn!
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Even if it is a joy or a sorrow
They are there to favour this little sparrow
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barasiya__
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Read MoreDear sky,
//There is something I will never tell you, this is the something, this is for you//
I write letters, I wrote over a hundred of letters already. I write letters whenever my heart breaks, the ink fall in the paper and make a sound louder than my breaking heart. I write until the ink gets totally wasted, and my heart leaves a sigh. Then I wrap it with a parchment and seal it with rusted flowers that I picked up from the graveyard everytime I walked past it. Then I put the stamps and label on top "To, Sky", and leave it in the bag until I visit the graveyard again. When I visit the graveyard again, I collect some more rusted flowers, pairs of old cards and a bit of sand and leave the letter beside "the newest shining gravestone". When I have done this, it feels like I have buried the old broken heart. I go back and I water some plants. Then I write a bit of old songs on my grandfather's journal and I sleep. The song gets rusted by the time I open it again. I tear the page and I walk to the graveyard again. I pick some flowers, and I sit down to write in the old cafe beside the graveyard which is named "We met here".
// The owner of the cafe once said me that he met her wife the first time on the graveyard, he saw her planting a rose plant a bit away from a newest shining graveyard and he fell in love. After she died, he built her gravestone beside the rose plant and named it "the newest shining gravestone". It's been years and the stone never rusted, the plant still gives flowers and I collect the rusted flowers that falls down. //
Then I go and meet the owner and I give him the page that reads the old song, he smiles and keeps it. I come back and I water some more plants to the garden. And then it rains, and you smile. I know you have read it. But this story, I know you won't ever read, I won't ever let you read, but this is for you.
From
The keeper of the new shining gravestone.
P. S. The newest old song I wrote on the journal was hasi.
~ Barasiya.
@writersnetwork @mirakee #pod
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@poeticgirl @galvanizedthoughts I wrote.
@theultimateinsane Happy birthday. Grow more.
Where is sadrita?.
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aesthetexx
66w
Read MoreDear stranger,
It's a beautiful day, Isn't it ? Would you mind if before writing any further, I may ask you to smile. Will you do it just for my mere words? I always wished that I could make someone smile for no reason at all, and I honestly hope you smiled a genuine smile, and how I wish to be there to feel the beauty and essence of it.
Hope you are doing fine. It's funny to say this way because this question never holds a true answer, ever. And yet again I can only hope for you the same.
See, life isn't easy and it doesn't have to be. We spend our days entangling the knots we were tied into. And sometimes it's too difficult and painful too, we are put into situations we don't want to face, and see yet we are standing ahead of all stories, we were played a part into. Sometimes our own capabilities fascinate me, and sometimes I can't even fathom how and when I fought yet the pride on my lips tells me that I did.
In the far sight when nothing is visible, skies are dull and gloomy, sometimes giving up seems easier, I must say so so easier. I wouldn't lie , I too think of giving up often , when everything becomes intolerable, but yet again, giving up was never in my checklist so there's no way I could do it.
Well, just for a tiny information about me is that I am a teenager, and as one I have certain dreams and aspirations. Dreams that are too far sighted and all paths reaching there are blurred and incomprehensible. Sometimes I feel stupid for dreaming so big and often the risks and problems are thrown upon me by the people who wants me to be settled and happy. But who should tell them that this naive mind has that yearning imbibed in the little brain , since the very day I learnt to think.
I don't know why it feels easier to write this letter, when I have never given words to these thoughts of mine. Even if I don't know how your eyes will move with each word I am writing, or the lustre that will emanate from them , or what will be your favorite lines be , and obviously the smile soaking my words in . Isn't this mysterious yet at the same time so fascinating and beautiful?
I don't know if I'll ever stop writing this letter, and honestly I don't even want to. And I wish when you look up at the moon at night or the stars, you'll feel several strangers telling you tales just like this letter, or maybe if you'll see closely , I may be the one, one night.
I believe you know that happiness and beauty are two words that are around us even more than the air particles. Look closely, everything is beautiful be it pain, a simple smile, a letter or even my uneven handwriting.
Hope you are still smiling till the end, or perhaps even a bigger one. I hope this foolish mind could reach your heart.
Miracles and magic happen, and so I'll eagerly wait for a reply from you. Thankyou for smiling with me and do not stop.
Keep smiling, it looks beautiful.
Love and a few more smiles,
A stranger friend.
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Still on a break.
#stranger #wod
P.c. Me, wanted it to be aesthetic, but okay..
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miraquill
67w
If
If there was no Spring
I would bring you home
a bunch of poems
wrapped in love.
What smells sweeter than
love after all! -
arya_abhipsa 78w
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Do you all remember me somehow ?
@writersnetwork Am I dreaming ? Thank you for this new year gift . Wishing you a happy new year too ! Thank you for reading , liking and reposting this . We adore you WN :)d e c e m b e r
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And we come to wrap seasons in blankets of doubt only when it's December , when all the while the parched autumnal leaves will be sandwiched between the crispy pages of our diary , bookmarking the day we last dared to scribble a poetry because that day , . These dried leaves , acknowledged as '' only after losing the skin that had kept them alive , do not smother only the rough paths , but their beauty blindfolds our eyes too . And we fail to learn , every year , how .
The leaves that once fluttered in air drenched with invisible droplets , under the 12pm sun , are lying dead on the roads now , screaming with pain under the worn out shoes of that destitute traveller who once seeked a shelter under them , but now forgets to stop for a second and pick a handful of them , to bury them deep when the verdant weather passes by .
? It has always been an eunoic folk , ready to be announced as "" for the sake of October . Snow sprinkled from the sky blankets every path the parched leaves breathed their last on , hushing the mourns of the mother tree , who watches her children lying dead underneath . Watch the snow making sure the autumnal breeze that once shook the branches a bit harder don't remain questionable anymore .
" , , .
© a r y a a b h i p s a , whelving the pointing fingers deep , wrapping up the year -
redolent_smile
88w
Read MoreThe brush of melancholy
Paints the whole evening with a tinge of blue.
The katydids croons and
the birds dance in the balladries of heartbreak.
And here,
I sit with a pen in my hand
And play with your metaphors.
The metaphors that once procured my heart.
I still conceal them in my diary.
I sit on the bridge of reminiscence
And turn the pages of halcyon days.
And search those pearly white jasmines.
But all I find everywhere is withered,
dead roses.
You egressed the door of my heart,
Breakin' it into myraid of pieces.
And the splintered pieces of my heart
Often beseeches me to darn them with
Your metaphors that I preserved in my diary
and adorn them with jasmines like the
way you adorned my bun with it.
~Darlin' where are those jasmines?~
//I need them to adorn my
splintered heart.//
-Sadrita
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#sadri_writes #optimisticoctober #melancholyc
#pod #daadigotyourback
@writersnetwork @mirakee honestly I've lost faith in you two. Still...
Well @writersnetwork as I said I have lost my faith in you. Once again you left me with just a like *sigh*
And the reach these days! *sigh*
@writersbay @mirakee_ki_daadima.
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nigarrao
88w
Read MorePic courtesy- Hand painted by @Sabiha Shahid
#mirakee#writersnetwork#doors @mirakee @writersnetwork @mann_se_ @odysseusDoors aren't bad!
Each door can be unlocked,
No matter how stubborn or blocked.
Just reach out with faith,
And your polite words with humble gestures will plunder the scaith!
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I
wish
I could keep you
in the diary of my heart,
then the blank pages will be
filled with your aroma
whenever
I feel low
this soothing effect
comforts me as you adore me
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tengoku
91w
Div(eye)ne
A soul touches love
at the shore of eyes,
where fallen stars live
and galaxies collide.
Where lovers take birth
and two dusks interwine.
Constellations are replaced
by a pair of pearl eyes.
Where trust castle is made
and sweet lies fail to hide.
Words don't move here
silence speaks tongue of eyes.
Where crying pain teaches
shedding tears in rhymes,
and craving poetries on dust
settled on the graves of time.
Where people fall but watch
themselves touching the sky.
And see their gloomy scars
as the glittering mark of divine.
-Ananya -
amsterdam
89w
Read More�� �������� �������� ��������
But I will call you ��������
Because you remind me
Of misty November mornings
Cold, melancholic,
Softly, you slide on my skin
Like a passerby who
Just stayed for a while.
Can I call you ����������?
That I give for free, though
Sometimes
When something
Isn't earned the hard way
It's likely left
Broken and taken for granted.
But I am tempted
To call you ����������������
Who will fill my heart with
Excitement and hope
For new beginnings
And brand new starts
That I so long to meet
Somewhere, sometime, soon.
Perhaps I'll just call you ��������
So I'll cherish every precious
Tick of the clock like it's my last
To see the light of day and leave
My mark, that when I go
People will remember me as
Someone who made a difference.
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10.18.20
(A list poem after the #namesakeprompts on IG.)I Know Your Name
