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poets_united
2d
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poets_united
2d
I'm not okay
But i smile anyways. -
poets_united
1w
I miss being at school complaining about being at school.
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poets_united
2w
No amount of guilt
can change the past.
No amount of anxiety
can change the future. -
poets_united
3w
Own the strength
in your softness. -
poets_united
3w
We forget that waking up each day
is the first thing we should be
grateful for. -
poets_united
4w
Do good,
But never speak of it. -
poets_united
4w
Sometimes you just want to give up everything, you feel so messed up.
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poets_united
4w
People don't like it
when your authenticity
is louder than their facade. -
poets_united
4w
Ask yourself?
What's stopping you?
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hrk_nehoi
12w
Read More@writerstolli @writersnetwork @writerscommunity_ @mirakee @poets_united #mirakee #mirakeeappcommunity #mirakeewritings
opined : to suppose or to have an opinion
notion : idea , concept
dawn : beginning
maturescent : approaching maturity
cushier : easy and comfortable
apricity : warmth of the sun in winter
strike a bargain : to agree on to something
imbroglio : a complicated situation
yore(as in poetic sense) : past
heydays :a period of success and popularity
simon-pure : genuine/real
true-blue : loyal/faithfulWITHERING YOUTH & THE PAST
Folks, opined on a notion that
With the dawn of maturescent
Life gets more cushier
Like the apricity in winter.
But how do we strike a bargain !
When we're caught up
In an imbroglio
Of yore and now.
Mystified souls we are,
Pining on the heydays & the past,
Where smiles were simon-pure
And hearts were true-blue.
©hrk_nehoi -
childauthor_345
18w
Read MoreThere is a crowd of youthfullness, there is a fair of love
That deciever one is alone now , who once played with belovedजवानी की भीड़ है इश्क़ का मेला है
हुस्न से जो खेला है इस दफा वो अकेला है
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Stop step
Breaking skills
Unworthy now
Behaving belike a toy
It's good bye
Why good boy
Million supports
Single disperser
Don't cover your cry
It's good bye
Why good boy
Kissing success
Gaint defeat
Never mean to fry
It's good bye
Why good boy
Exploring darkness
Invention depression
Don't stop try
It's good bye
Why good boy
I'm outtaker
Give hands
Make your tears dry
It's good bye
Why good boy
Missed heartbeat
Take mine
Don't miss your fly
It's good bye
Why good boy
Hindranced road
Path new
Stop such satisfying lie
It's good bye
Why good boy
Au revoir
To bienvenu
Don't be heartbreaking shy
It's good bye
Why good boy
Unexplored faces
Attainable love
Yet to make joy
It's good bye
Why good boy
©childauthor_345 -
childauthor_345
18w
Every time people doesn't know your value
At few occasions you too have to make effort to gain high evaluation
©childauthor_345 -
Mixing reality with humour
Crimping the sense with rumour
Exposing the expressions so nicely
Using the concent and convince them wisely
In the crowd of sorrows they're smiling vulture
Too good are they so their culture ..
Where the roamers are depressed
They give a chance to a smile expressed
Just alike a angel on the earth road
Flowing protons in the atoms and abroad
At the trenched place so beautifully is their sculpture
Too good are they so their culture
So joyful are they as once in a while
So beautiful woven works turning a sad face to smile
Few while the response got opposed and offensive
But the effort to pleasure is so expensive
They gives a arrival of hope making the suffering departure
Too good are they so their culture
©childauthor_345 -
Shadowing me backing my fears
Presence (n )ever felt swallowing my tears
My cart got blocked any to give it with a grease
I wish to relieve anyone lead the moment to freeze
Rehabilitation done fresh wounds recieved
The journey was smooth and easily someone decieved
Oceanic eyes again inviting someone lost
Unattainable wish in lap leading permafrost
Hey again my cheeks remained unhealed
Again my expressions remained unread
The wait by gate still you're ache-ful late
My dream half walked no meeting no fate
©childauthor_345 -
childauthor_345
18w
चौराहे पर लाकर छोड़ रहा क्यू
उलझाना क्या तेरा अभी और बाकी है
हाथ यूं छोड़ ना अचानक
साथ मेरा अभी और बाकी है
कफ़न तेरा जो हटा दिया
अधमरा शरीर मेरा जान थोड़ी और बाकी है
अश्क को तेरे जो थाम लिया मैंने
दिखाया क्या घाव मैंने चोट अभी और बाकी है
और कंधा दिया नहीं जाता
बेबस पर कमजोर हूं बिखरा दिल अभी और बाकी है
और यूं रोया ना कर तू सरे बाज़ार में
रुलाने वाले है आसपास दिल में अभी खोट और बाकी है
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childauthor_345
18w
That you are leaving this
You are breaking everything
Am I no more necessity
Why no longer needed
Thing is cheap is your fun
Do not dare to say anything
No one else is a poor colony
Got new colors, left them in the dust
Why no longer needed
Where can you tolerate our smile
You are spending a lot of time in cheap drugs
What have you seen the new mansion
You are forgetting your whereabouts
Big dreams are there, where is our place now
Why no longer needed
Heartbeat is boring
Status is for sale
You are eager to hear cracking
Why are you taking one step away
Humanity does not exist like dieting by deception
Why no longer needed
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O(ne)vercoming objection
Flowing my sight
Nothing avail to fight
Surrendered on stubborn
Was it eclipse as I born
Am I surreal being
With always intensive reaction
Am I free to make any objection
Woven with ignorance
Insisting obsession to tolerance
Surviving through attacks
Glueing all pending cracks
Am I made to bear
Always end up with teary relaxation
Am I free to make any objection
Tell me o well me o make me guide
I'm dare to perform can you make it confide
Dying to lying per sec cradle
Melting to trust as fired on candle
Am l to referral
Or in front to rid of taxation
Am I free to make any objection
Lagging to lying just for love
Nothing remain to patent nothing to owe
Scratched nails in the scope to escape
Any remained to again give me shape
Am I existing to hear
Any support will get to new creation
Am l free to make any objection
People visits and leave alone
Trap me into the net and soon to win all the throne
Migrating the pathway to death as existing migrane
Behaving on a note in the world of sane being insane
Am l supposed to humiliated
Or my work will lead me to appreciation
Am I free to make any objection
©childauthor_345 -
Illogically performed that sermon at home
Surfer suffers as unmean to epitome
The season of corners yet to over
Avoidance the quality meeting always lower
Shaking are the legs tend to stood on own
Hand on ears but the fault is unknown
But again my will keeping closer to reunite
Unlearned to confess but still end the fight
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