Pouring life in fantasies
a tad bit romantic
Love...#love #dialogueJust a little experimental something.
"I am in love with you", said he "can't you see."I asked " Why?" His reasons for what he so passionately called love." It's love" he told me " there are no reasons." Does loving someone really requires a reason?And I asked " Why?" I told the boy "Why can't I see it, the love? Why can't I feel?"Bellows he this time "How?, How can you be so blind? So insensitive!"those blazing eyes and his lips curled down." How?, How could you not feel my love for you! You wretched, wretched lass."Oh those cruel, cruel lips and those cruel, cruel words."Where is that love you speak of?" I asked again."Why can't I feel? Why can't I feel?"©ink_and_letters_
Now a girl reek of heartbreak It is wrapped around her Like a silken cocoon And it's in the air, almost palatableThat thick stench of remorseAnd all this melancholyAnd people, they pinch their nosesWhat an unpleasant odor!Go wash yourself, you girlGet some joy, some happinessIt will smells so much better.©ink_and_letters_
What do we know of grief,And what do we know of wars?What do we know of it,Of the struggle and of past.What makes you, you?And what makes you think you know me,And I know you?©ink_and_letters_
I'm trapped in a limited form...
In the limitless enterity of this universeI feel so limited. ©ink_and_letters_
All the love in this world And yet, we thrive on solitude.©ink_and_letters_
Happy chocolate day...
To experience the bitter sweet pain of having your heart on the palm of someone's hand.Bitter-sweet, like dark chocolate.©ink_and_letters_
You look at her, so innocentSo clueless about the world, almost naiveAnd it hurts youYou can feel your longing The feeling that squeezes your heartThe need to touch her, gaze your fingers on her bodyHold her innocence in your palms, gentlyAnd all you desire is to crush it, break it to piecesTaint something beautiful, It tempts you like nothing elseAnd in that moment she turns to youAn unmistakable glint in her eyes, almost predatoryA subtle smile, seductive, uncaringYou know now, she is dangerousHer innocence now seems uncanny, a dangerous weaponSharp and lethal, perfected with time and patienceAnd you realise how wrong you wereHow could you ruine something that doesn't even exist.©ink_and_letters_
Magic...#magic #spells #brooms #mind
I love to weave magic But I am no magic myselfMy fingers make no miraclesMy lips speak no spellsNor do my brooms ever flyI love to weave magicBut my magic comes from my mind.©ink_and_letters_
It be like that sometimes♀️♀️
Stuck between being a pretentious girl who only wears dark clothes, is mysterious, and would probably just disappear one day to live in a small cottage or somethingAnd being a super successful surgeon, with a cold attitude and daddy issues...©ink_and_letters_
Gods and mortals
Some days we are mere mortalsSmiling, living carefully, blissfully ignorantSome days we are a vessel to mighty godsWith melancholy for an existence, Our longings knows no bounds for something we don't even understand©ink_and_letters_
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#inspiration #thoughts #diary #life
It is sometimes really hard to select between your mind and heart . I have a solution just believe your gut!!©annu_kriti
Compose an interesting piece using these three elements, tag with #balloon and share.Did you know the word QUIRKY means having or characterized by peculiar or unexpected traits or aspects.√Use the word QUIRKY in a sentence. ✓Post it in the comments below.
Write a poem or short story that contains all three of the elements given below:a balloon, smoke, and a keyhole.
मौन होना समझता था बेवकूफी पहले,आज एहमियत समझ आती है मौन की।©loveneetm
मेरी कमियों का बहाना बना,हर रोज बहस करते हो,माना अधूरे हम हैं,पर पूरे तुम भी नहीं।©loveneetm
Wo pyaari si jaan par hua julm,Wo kitna roi hogi ! Mera kaleja fat gaya,Wo maa kaise soi hogi !!©doctor1994
Have heard of the tears that didn't dare to ooze off the eyes. Have never heard of a heart refusing to beat!©_mangoman_
देखा नही जाता जो दर्द वो दर्द ये लोग सह जाते है, हम तो गिरने पर भी रो जाते है और ये जवान देश के लिए उम्र भर की नींद सो जाते है।
"Doctor Saab, do your job right. It is because of doctors like you who don't come and see patients when needed that doctors are abused everywhere."Just yesterday, around 2 am, police brought two guys to the emergency following a road traffic accident. As I was on duty, I started managing one of the two.This guy, aged around 40, was inebriated, restless and violent. He had a broken leg, blood oozing from all multiple injuries all over his face and multiple bruises. He was hurling abuses and trying to run away, clearly under the influence of some strong toxins. One look and it was clear that this guy won't make it easy for me. The policemen disappeared soon after dropping the patients and I was left alone. I asked for help from authorities but when nothing could be arranged for more than half an hour, I gave up. His family was contacted but they were in Chandigarh. I and a frail intern were all that he had between him and a certain death. This being a government hospital with its back breaking workload, the attendants of every patient have to fetch vials for blood samples, blood from blood bank, buy medicines which are not available and help push the patient along everywhere he's needed to be. At first the 'frail' intern helped me push him around for preliminary scans which revealed that he was bleeding on the inside. The situation was critical. But apparently the work and the violent patient was a little too much for the intern who got on working with some other patient. Seeing no other option, from 2 to 9 in the morning, I, all lone, tried to save this man against his will. I dragged his stretcher all around the hospital, fetched vials, got the tests done, arranged and transfused blood, bought medicines myself from chemist and gave him injections and literally pinned him down while suturing his face. In return, he punched me, abused me, kicked at me and spit on me. I had to tie him down to a stretcher to restrain him from hurting himself. Finally stabilised after a full night's work, he was shifted to the theatre and operated. Today, out of danger, he was shifted back to our ward. His family, who finally arrived, walked up to me while I was busy with another patient and demanded my presence near their patient. I asked them to wait till I finish with the current patient, who needed me more than their son. In return, an angry looking family member said, "Doctor Saab, do your job right. It is because of doctors like you who don't come and see patients when needed that doctors are abused everywhere."I finally understand now what 'medicine is a thankless profession' actually means!.©footloosedoc
Don't be too caring
People will start calling u fake..!!©tasmai