Word, Lord, first, lost. Titles do seem to please the worst. Mere praises stringed to your names. You fight and kill your friend, foe and family to life's lustful games. A wolf would always be, a wolf. Whether an alpha or not, their voice is an echoing dove. To the fluffy sky that lies above. Words are just words, as they'll always be. Give no promises, for no man would forever live. Problem arises no matter your position and post. On this table of life, we are mere guests and God is our Host.
Ok even if i try i can never write anything that could consist all my love for Harry Potter and every other character. I can just keep on going Harry Potter has saved me in the hardest days. It is my happy home.
I would write posts like these for other characters too fellow potterheads please assemble Wands up in the sky
Friends or friend circle are not a permanent part of the life, aren't they? They always change with changing age, thoughts, taste and number of other factors interacting together. Those who seem to be indispensable at some moment are often cyphered or wiped out of our memories by the 'cruel' wheels of Time. 'Out of sight out of mind' is what they say. This, being natural, is not to be lamented. Without further beating about the bush, let's see this simple funda through nature... #writersnetwork#mirakeeworld#newpoem#nature#friends#friendsaretemporary#thisislife
A poetess Who misplaced her favourite poetry Lost in the hues of City lights Searching his face Bathed in moonlight So fragile Breathing delicacy
A singer Playing her favourite song On broken strings of her guitar With every breath he turns oxygen into rhythms Her songs lost sweetness Not breathing the same air as him
A painter Trying and trying to paint his face on the pale canvas With her broken brush Colour blinded soul Craving to see her rainbow once again
A pole star Insignificant without her moon Lost among millions in the milky way galaxy Stumbling against rocks floating by Hoping for moon's acclamation
A home Calling the name of it's only resident on repeat Warmth suffocating under the grey lining of dust Coughing for sunlight Why don't you come and open the windows Touch the walls of my heart gently like evening breeze
A rose Lying on the grave of memories in the graveyard Losing its fragrance and redness Losing battle against winds of time Watching visitors come and go Some shed tears Some talk for hours reminiscing Despite listening to them attentively My presence go unnoticed No pair of palms know the art Of holding me how you held Memory of kissing your lips secretly When you placed me against them to sniff my scent Fuel my lingering breaths
A feeling Lived for a while but refrained Being scared to find something so pure In a world so contaminated Glowing faces but emotionally bankrupted Flipped upside down upside down Like an hourglass But travel like a spiritual thought In his heart like the sand of time
One two three, Breath and set it free Let the animals flee They're dying, can't you see?
Four five six, Stand and start to fix The forest is at risk They're burning, aren't you vexed?
Seven eight nine, Wake up, you'll be fine Once again, humanity must be defined We're losing, would you cross the line?
Ten eleven twelve, Speak, act, and live The rulers we have are thieves We were deceived, what more can we give?
Thirteen fourteen fifteen, Open your eyes, it must be keen To find the truth behind the screen They're lying, isn't that a sin?
Sixteen seventeen eighteen, Think and use your brain The oceans are cying in vain They're drowning, can't you feel the pain?
Nineteen twenty twenty-one Listen and never run See the children holding a gun They need you, would you give them a hand?
Twenty-two twenty-three twenty-four Look and you'll see more Dying and homeless poor They're lost, will you open the door?
Twenty-five twenty-six twenty-seven Write and fight even The politics is all rotten It's tiring, could you please stop lying?
Twenty-eight twenty-nine thirty, This is for you and me Where are your eyes of sympathy? Where are your minds of liberty? Where are your ears of serenity? Where are your souls of spirituality? Where are your hearts of sincerity?
One two three, We won the battle between terrorists and army But we lost our battle of humanity.