“The trails we blaze oft goes unseen”-Carolyn
Like all rivers, life and spring Love too when it ends will find it’s way back again. -Krishnega.
The one that had a happy start,The one that broke our heart;The one that changed our priorities,The one that got us writing poetries;The one that made us strong,The one that makes us go soft;The one that gave us scars,The one hidden from the stars; We all have that One favourite sad story. -Krish #favouritesadstory #krishwn
We all have a favourite sad story and a beautiful sad songhidden in our broken smiles and tender hearts.
We don’t evade rain. We aren’t lured by flowers. Love is the bee we let visit, for we are both gardens.
You were looking for flowers until one day it rained and you sprouted buds.
It hurts God, when you trust the grey skies and not Him.
Time takes the blame and removes people away, so that you won’t have to be disappointed by them.
Do you ever feel like you will never be loved the way you deserve? Sometimes, I wonder what it means to be deserving, most are not good at math anyways. Do you think universe is an alchemist who knows and bestows? Sometimes, I think that this universe is simply a messed up child, trying to make sense of itself, and we humans are process.-Krish
So much tears for the good gone days.
We were the secrets that the stars kept from the sky. - Krishnega#personalfavwrites
The world is trying to make a story of your life from the pages they know. But, I am one of the characters that came and left in the missing pages. Only you and I know, what we had and how we felt.©krishnega
There is magic in this universe waiting to come alive at your call.
Totally different but rooted to the latest post of @meru_mukh
I forgot all that I wrote to you, and you sailed away your promises on paper boats. We were two forgetful people who burnt the roots of love on winter nights..
I don’t want to die quietly. For all thedays I have spent in quiet, I should dieloud. That’s the fair way to go.
#pod #tod #writersnetwork
Maybe a life devoid of conflict isn't a life worth living.© OKayCKay
@mirakee @writersnetwork #simplepoetry #simplelove #notsosimpleyou⚘ #passion #simpleman #simplelife #nature #nolimitwritingA thought: the attempt will always be more valuable than the reason
Write About everything not everyone©poetrydelivery
@mirakee @writersnetwork #simplepoetry #simplelove #notsosimpleyou⚘ #passion #simpleman #simplelife #nature #nolimitwritingA thought: we worship you God" and we love your world.
If you can't help someone remember you have the power to call those that can help..
@mirakee @writersnetwork #simplepoetry
Chances are you're lazy and not depressed.
I'm that girl who thinks the worst out of every situation. Who always thinks she has done something wrong. Who needs to be reminded that you care. I have learned to love myself over the years and not regret my decisions. I still have my flaws, and those are what make me, me. Right now I need to think positively, why is it still so hard? Ria H ©poems_to_meows
We're all in this together, fighting the same fight, yet experiencing it differently. That is why understanding that everyone has good and evil inside of them, and its a matter of sorting out your own and seeing the good in others is important. No matter what you did yesterday, just know that you are loved. You made it through yesterday, today is another challenge in which you must focus on entirely. Forget yesterday, none of us live there anymore. My one wish is for all of us to have full bellies, warm places to sleep and joy flowing through our veins, though this will come at different times to us all, don't rush there, shoving others down as you go, we are here to lift each other up. You must use your knowledge to help everyone and anyone you can, even those who may seem all evil, you may see they are more like you then you ever imagined. My dream is for everyone to love and be loved.Ria H©poems_to_meows
Crossroads&Wrong Turns (?)
Eleven and a half, or a solid five -silly me, I don't even know how longthe heartache lasted this time.Not aware of how to repay thekindness, all I would say is that - when you chose to strike the stonethe hardest in a while, do remindyourself to chug some chilledmarmalade down the throat, 'cause,now, sugar-coated subtlety is thelast thing that comes to my mind.A blatant indifference coupled witha new-age desperation, that, I wasn'tthe one to bring about; change is aprocess that doesn't surprise metonight. But then, I need to know - where do we stand? Do you, now,not mean any of the warmth thatyour words had carried all thiswhile? Or, will you just blow itall off, calling it a little gameyou played on no-man's-land?Was asked to leave and so I did.But oh! I forgot to ask back - wasthat the clo-sure afterall? Anotherrosy delusion is the last thingI need now, in my life;so, if I'm to be left hanging,it'd be better off a cliff,or, from a breaking beehive.©Merusri Mukherjee