Will time heals?
Unseen scar in heart,
They say time heals the pain,
But it doesn't.
The wounds remain,
Covers with scar tissue,
Though it's lessened,
But get used to the pain,
And to live with it,
Because it'll never be gone.
©fizahfiz_
Will time heals?
Unseen scar in heart,
They say time heals the pain,
But it doesn't.
The wounds remain,
Covers with scar tissue,
Though it's lessened,
But get used to the pain,
And to live with it,
Because it'll never be gone.
©fizahfiz_
Kwansaba
Like a dose of pills taken daily,
Though it may, or not seem somewhere,
Yet heals uniquely, to live thousands lives,
For words are like energy to soul,
They satisfy than meal in a bowl,
A poem a day from hearts core,
And the world's inspired in several ways.
©fizahfiz_
#kwansaba #wod #pod @miraquill @writersnetwork @writersnetwark
In India, from tomorrow the 9 days of Navaratri are beginning. It's a festival to celebrate the power of Shakti, one can say Supreme Mother. And for the Bengalis today is Mahalaya that technically announces the journey of Ma Durga's journey from her celestial abode to Earth to bless her Earth children. For me personally, autumn starts today. The sun, breeze, and everything around has changed.
And I hope everything changes for you all for the better. Wishing you a very very happy time ahead,. irrespective of our faith and citizenship. Thank you for all the love. Happy reading.
Thank you @writersnetwork for the like, repost and the editors for the EC...
The days of Ma
A mellow Sun peeps out to check
on Earth, for Mother is to arrive,
the paths are clean, wind is soft,
flowers smile with glee, and every heart
brims with love, hope, faith and more,
to see the end of darkness, with
light of new dawn warming our souls.
©antarraal
Things end,
but memories last forever.
Temporary pain,
But trauma forever.
©fizahfiz_
Dear Lover
Unconditionally heals heartaches, and catches every tears that fall
The power of the heart, for love sufficient unto love,
My love will remain an undying flame for you.
©fizahfiz_
Today was an exhausted day after attending 9.30 to 1.30 phy and chem practical classes in school... No self study today at home
So thought to pen something ✍️✍️✍️
@miraquill @writersnetwork @writersnetwark @writersbay
Mourning for the death of my blue ink, the refill recreated and decorated it's morgue with scent of fresh Jasmines and white roses...
While remixing love with his ego, he stepped into an invisible well of hatred which has no essence to love again
©shruti_25904
Yellow;
The color of my heart is in the other realm,
when my mind is too happy.
Yellow;
The surge of my doch sways away,
into the breeze when I'm too sad to roll out.
Yellow;
A name of the ghost I know,
who only visits me when I'm happy,
Reminding that I have a storm of unsatisfied
soul,
waiting back at home.
Yellow;
Thee color of chaos in my brain,
running black and white.
Yellow;
The autumn leaf a man gives to his lover,
After telling her story of how he fell.
Yellow;
On other nights,
My moon shines its color,
soft and mellow.
Yellow;
Spot the hills
With yellow balls in autumn.
I light the prairie cornfields,
Orange and tawny gold clusters,
And I am called pumpkins.
On the last of October,
When dusk is fallen,
Children join hands,
And circle round me,
Singing ghost songs,
And love to the harvest moon;
the I am a jack-o’-lantern,
With terrible teeth,
And the children know,
I am fooling.
#color #yellow #wod #miraquill
@miraquill @writersnetwork @writersnetwark
YELLOW
©fizahfiz_
I was color blind, until I saw the color of my own aura....
©se_3729
A Poet's Myth Story
My sunset, lost
Now exists a thought,
troubling my mind,
thought of a grand poem,
imploring to be penned,
a thought playing,
the thunderstorms game,
of hiding and seek,
a thought,
appearing and disappearing,
like an amateur magician’s act,
a thought like the others,
I end up writing about,
A thought,
I must tirelessly,
Scour my mind for,
For that is,
a poet’s myth story,
And I will finally,
slay my ghost,
When I read that poem,
written as it wanted to be~
©fizahfiz_
I wrote your name in the sky;
a cloud removed that.
I wrote your name in the sand;
the air blew that away.
I wrote your name in my heart,
and nothing can remove it.
©fizahfiz_