And i kinda smell wild
#life #darkness #lifequotes
How does one keep going through these calamitous days and perpetual nights, and still have glimpse of hope in their heart, how does one still believe in light after been in gloom for ages!©nelofarshaban
Of all the things I'm afraid of, silence haunts me the most.Silence of this universe, when i want to scream out loud.Silence of my loved ones, when i want them to say something.Silence of the night, silence of the darkness.©nelofarshaban
But isn't those broken pieces of my dreams, heart and life mine. Isn't all this burden mine now? residing inside me, living with me!Hasn't all this burden became my home now!Isn't this all mine!©nelofarshaban
Word Prompt: Write a 8 word one-liner on Lack
Lack of self love becomes catastrophe for us.©nelofarshaban
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word short tale on Remind
Please remind yourself to live again!©nelofarshaban
Not speaking back, fighting back is seen as virtue, but it's actually an curse, their virtue was my curse.
I was made to believe sealing my lips, burying my fire, and silencing my thunder is a virtue, when it was a curse in reality.©nelofarshaban
I didn't knew what it is, or what I'm losing or say what I've lost already until i couldn't feel and see the things the way i used even when i tried so hard to see them that way again, feel them that way again. I realized a candy is just not enough now to make me feel happy, to make me giggle, i realizes i don't see our pillows and mattress as, umm as my vehicle anymore now, they're now for me just damn pillows and mattresses and will forever be, i don't see toys as companions now, it's hard for me to jump from excitement now, i hardly find anything exciting now. I see everything with a question now, i see the truth now. I never knew while living my childhood that's it's slipping away, and it will never come back to me.©nelofarshaban
Let's promise to be kind, hopeful and grateful this year.©nelofarshaban
It took me years to learn and understand this, kindness doesn't mean being silent, kindness doesn't mean you've to seal your mouth and gulp your words letting them hurt you instead, how can this be kind, when you're not even kind to yourself. We always misunderstood kindness with being silent, we think it's kind to not say anything, but how is this kind to you, if you're not letting your words come out. How can be truth not kind, we think truth might hurt them, and choose to not speak instead, but how can be concealing the truth kind.©nelofarshaban
I see, what i feel.
When I am happy I find everything around cheerful , I see the birds twirling in sky ,I see them Singing and playing ,I see the sun , pushing away the clouds of darkness bring the the light of hope ,I see the rainbow spreading its colors everywhere it goes ,I see the sky and feel it's happiness .And at the times when I am dejected I can see darkness dwelling on every corner ,I look at sky and I see nothing but some strangeness ,darkness .I look at sun and it hides away behind the dark clouds ,I feel like darkness is swallowing the light taking my hope with it , I see the sky , it feels alone and empty ,crying ,missing the sun ,I see no hope , no life , nothing , Isee strangeness and emptiness soaking me up!©nelofarshaban
Let's Go There
We have experienced so many harsh and tough days, we have battled so many wars with un expressed emotions. Let's go to somewhere where this dawn of unbelievably cold night ends. Let's go to a place where the warmth of sun and fragrance of flowers embrace us.Let's go there...©sarvatamin
This speaks for everyone of us, regardless of gender.#deserted #writersnetwork #pod
It can't be a 'mere touch'
We are scared! We are cautious the moment we step out, walking on streets, travelling on buses or train or just any place. We don't know which and what kind of monsters we will be fighting that day. Or maybe some of us will freeze on the spot, unable to react. They will stare at us like they are watching us naked, with that evil smirk making us feel doomed to even step out. They will reach out to our body with those ghastly hands like a demon coming for our soul to devour. Sometimes they follow us on the roads, reach our dreams(or a nightmare) shaking our sanity amidst the night.And then we'll have some people saying it's a 'mere touch' and nothing more. How much I wish they would understand how that mere touch feels like claws scratching our body and the wits of our soul. Little do they know how it makes us aphonic at that moment and freezes all our movements. Little do they understand, how much courage it takes to just speak out a few words against them and stop them.It can't be a mere touch when it frightens every cell in our body and feels like lifeless and hopeless and deserted in the moment. Just that touch over our clothed body can make us insomniac because of the unjust we feel.©adamantquill
The most damaged people Smile more& help others ©e_cosmopoetic
I hate that sometimes I can't breathe. I hate that I go on for hours, sitting at one place, staring at a screen.I hate that I don't go out for a walk.I hate that my head has to pound before I realize, I need rest.I hate that sometimes I just want to lay in bed doing nothing.I hate when they don't leave me alone when I want to be alone.I hate when they leave me alone when I need someone by my side. I hate that my surroundings consider tears as a sign of weakness. I hate that I have to stop my tears before they fall.I hate that I feel weak when my chest hardens when I don't let my tears fall.I hate that I want to cry where my tears don't matter.I hate that even after everything, I still dream of being somewhere where the display of my tears are considered a high honor.I hate that I don't love myself, the way I want to.I hate that I love me when I'm happy but fail to give a shoulder when I'm upset.I hate that somewhere still, even after knowing the reality, I hope that someone will love my dark parts when I don’t. I hate that I'm not comfortable with the skin and body I was born with or have acquired.I hate that sometimes I worry about fitting in, even when I know that I'm supposed to stand out.I hate that music is my healer, yet I don't choose it sometimes.I hate that I lean on the hard walls to feel non-existent hug.I hate that I don't open up when it's the only thing I want to do.I hate that when I want to smile to change my mood, I don't. I hate that pain knocked on my door again after so long.But most importantly, even though it's excruciating, I hate the way that I love my pain...©daffonixOmgggggg my first WN repost thank you so much!!!!!!!@writersnetwork@bluepuppy01 @elusive_me @dusky_dawn @shaliya @whentherainfalls
I hate when they don't leave me alone when I want to be alone.I hate when they leave me alone when I need someone by my side.©daffonix
#seed #mirakee #writersnetwork
Poetries bloom from the seeds of misery©distorted_thoughts
Pain is the seed of heartbreakHate is the seed of jealousyPossessiveness is the seed of selfishnessTears are the seeds of emotionDepression is the seed of expectationSituation is the seed of experienceInsult is the seed of inferiority complexMotivation is the seed of efffortEffort is the seed of ambitionImagination is the seed of creativityDignity is the seed of disciplineBody is the seed of soulSoul is the seed of loveLove is the seed of happinessHappiness is the seed of peace Seeds are different and the output from them are different understand the output before you seed anything in yourself .©priya_dharsshini
Achieving Freedom is the stepping stone to Inner Peace.©ipsita_tripathi
@writersnetwork @mirakee01:58 amS U R V I V A LThank You so much @writersnetwork for the repost ❤️
Don't die before your death...
Don't die before your death..
It is okay to be scared, it is okay to cry ,everything is okay but giving up should not be an option. They always say that failure is not an option, failure should be an option because when you fail you get up and then you fail, then you get up and that keeps you embrace each and every breath that you are taking celebrate yourlife, live it , Don't die before your death. Real happiness lies in gratitude so be greatful , be alive and live every moment.©pakeezahkhursheed
I cannot fake what I feel inside. There's a burning rage that wont subside. My feet are dead tired but my head rewired. Way past gone, I've come too far. I wont back down, I'll bleed these scars. A gypsy soul and a wayward son. Drifting across the Atlantis, I've only just begun. Living in the moment for each and for all. I'll do what I must even if I gotta crawl. Swelling back to crescendos is nature's evolution. Signing on the dotted line, we'll bring resolution. CLF©Fletch