Failing is fine.
Be the last to raise your voice.
#problems #life #rules #advice #inspire
Throwing money at a problem doesn't always work.
Only the good feel guilty.
We're all closer than you think.
Know what counts and what doesn't.
We all fall in love with the little things that someone loves about the world.
The past doesn't matter as much as the present.
You'll get older, but not necessarily wiser.
Keep it under your hat
I'm not heartless, I'm just tired of getting hurt.
To the person who found love in me, yet again lost it because of me, I will always be guilty of everything. Forgive me.#lockdownD10
I owe you an apology for Everything. I am sorry. And, I loved You too.
Hand in making some stories while at home ~
I don't know how to Love or be Loved. My insecurities suffocate me.
#LockdownD4I can't breath in here. I'm so paralyzed. It's little too noisy and little less comfortable. [Simple but aesthetic : the kind of Home I missed. ]
Why is planning for Future so important, when everything comes as surprise. Even You came as surprise to me.
I hope it makes sense (T_T)@writersnetwork thank you 🥺❤️
R. E. D. Vermilion heart. The hues of extremes, the color of fire and blood. My father's relation with my mother. Violent. Terrific. Indignant. Scarlet hues of my passion for you. Seducing. Powerful. Fierce. O. R. A. N. G. E. Hybridization of sanguines and golds. Serene sunsets in your arms. My grandfather's old T-shirt, his mother gifted him when he returned home as a Ghazi, turning old, precious and pale like him. Y. E. L. L. O. W. Your presence. Scorching sun burning my skin, as the cool breeze entangles my hair. The warmth of your soft hands filling the gap between my fingers as the sunlight streams through my window in springtime. B. L. A. C. K. Representative of strength and weakness. Selflessness and selfishness. The boy who loved me, mentioned me as a black rose in his poetry, that leaves its fragrance on the hands holding it with love, but the thorns are too sharp and it wounded his hands. B. L. U. E. Your departure. The hues of pain. Agony. Distance. Death. Light when the sky is happy and grey when the clouds bleed. The enchanting snowflakes in your eyes, carrying rage like oceans and bringing anguish in my chest. -fajr
#path @writersnetwork @mirakee
And, whenever I findmyself numb to speak, Ichoose the path of poetryto revitalise, the deadstrings of my soul.©zakariya
@writersnetwork #capture @nil_markas @turmoilmoon @engaged_guilty @letswrite000 @wordsofedge
On the Paper Napkin of a Seaside Café
Of Daisies swaying gently in the wind,Cloaked in glistening golden rays, I capture a picture written in wordsOn the paper napkin of a seaside café. Of the dimples decorating your cheeks, The ecstacy only your smile can portray, I capture a picture written in wordsOn the paper napkin of a seaside café. Of the sky dusted with sprinkles of stars,That fulfill wishes that people can't say, I capture a picture written in wordsOn the paper napkin of a seaside café. Of the forever that you've captured for me,And sealed it with a kiss to make it stay,I captured all our memories lasting an eternity, On the paper napkin of a seaside café. Soumya| ©amberglow
Invade My Dreams
Swifter than a flying arrow,You struck my heart's core.Mightier than a warriors bellow,By words you claimed my adore.Dizzy from your latest conquest,My mind reels back overwhelmed.You are my lifelong quest,The reason I now lay down my helm.Through vast lands I have pursued,Looking for one like you.Found nothing but false allure,My mornings cold covered with dew.No one notices what's in front of their eyes,Words of wisdom spoken from the heart.I searched for ages found only lies,But there you were in my own backyard.Now that I found you,My heart feels fear again.If I once more lose you,My soul would be drained.Darkness and cold,My only comfort.I dare not be bold,Lest wanting you find my worth.O! My divine lover,If only you could see.How you fill me with wonder,And fanciful reverie.Every word you speak,Sweeter than an angelic choir.With every laugh you make me weak,Filling my heart with desire.As I lie in bed alone tonight,The night sky cries in sympathy to my plight.The yearning in me to hold you tight,To be able to whisper softly goodnight.To know that in my arms you're content,O my better half, heaven sent.Watch you as you drift off and finally sleep,Mine and mine alone to keep.As I close my eyes one thought lingers,My lips blessed, gentle kiss, divine.Our hearts entwined, in kind our fingers;A moment with you, naught else on my mind.Once more a generous kiss,For a moment my sadness turns to bliss.Lost in a subconscious stream,I smile as you invade my dreams.©alfresco_says
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As I sink deeper into this cold bed
Thoughts Rancid in my head.Layers of me begin to shed.The words he's beautifully written I cant erase from my mind. A wake up call divine.How can one rapture my soul.Rattle my core.Eyes swell tears pour.A realness so right % pure from the very start.His Encouragement has stained my heart.His vocabulary of truth, his wisdom beyond doom.Me a wilted flower whose petals suffer in order to bloom.©jloves
Impromptu ?#writersnetwork #readwriteunite #pod
I ran in circles. I thought you did too.I didn’t realise you were standing out there, watching. I tried to untangle the webs around your heart,Tried to listen for the whispers,Only realising, you never opened the door. I tried to swim in your thoughts,Tried to get to the depth of what you were,Realised, you never even touched my waves. I tried to cheer you up, Thought you might need some sunshine,Only realising you never said you needed it. I kept speaking,Thinking that your silence meant something else,Not understanding that maybe you didn’t need me to speak.I tried to walk away,Thinking that maybe you’d chase me, It’s lonely out there, but maybe I was right all along. //say something I’m giving up on you//©the_blu_phoenix