Grid View
List View
Reposts
  • sadaf_ahad 31w

    He was an angel and was
    told not to touch me
    Because touching me would
    Change him into a man

    He was aloof living his life
    But something was missing,
    Though he knew could
    Be made somewhat better.

    Gazing me all through the day,
    So his door thus closed and windows
    Sealed and his feets were chained.

    Still my smell reached him
    That none could take away

    My smell took his cautious
    And made him faint and
    No one could correct him
    not even a single Saint .

    He became the giant and
    Broke the wall and separated
    Me from my beautiful mates .

    He became the man,
    tamed me , he watered me
    And nurtered me day by day

    I lost my smell, I lost my beauty
    When he became giant again
    And plucked my petals
    Day by day .

    He took my crown
    And made me grey brown
    Still he was searching that beauty
    In my withered gown

    But he was away from the reality
    That my real beauty lies in my
    Grounded roots .
    Those roots which could be
    Watered to rebuilt me .

    He was an angel and was
    told not to touch me
    Because touching me would
    Change him into a man

    But alas he could become
    None
    And turned into a giant forever.




    #autobiography #flower
    #wod #pod
    @fromwitchpen @mirakee @writersnetwork (a read ^_^ )

    Thank u so much @writersnetwork for your read ❤️

    Read More

    He was an angel and was
    told not to touch me
    Because touching me would
    Change him into a man.

    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 31w

    @fromwitchpen saw your about
    a lyric of this song , and got an idea,
    that was circumambulating from long ago
    Thus got pinched. ����


    /Inspired from the song
    Runaway/

    BUT NOW TAKE ME HOME
    TAKE ME HOME WHERE
    I BELONG
    I GOT NO OTHER
    PLACE TO GO ~ Aurora

    Love this song ��



    #farcry
    #wod
    @writersnetwork

    @writersnetwork thanku so much for your read❤️
    I am so happy ��

    Read More

    A far cry

    Deep inside her
    there is something
    She often tattles
    With herself
    That she has no other
    Place to go
    Where she would get
    Eternal pacification and
    Satisfaction except
    The place which is
    Her end point and
    Everybody's.
    She often yearns for that
    Place . She does every
    Necessary thing
    And fulfills every
    Responsibilty
    Which she is ought to
    Do here in this unintelligible
    World just the way
    A kid is told to finish
    His homework before
    Given a candy.
    (What people are doing,
    What they are expecting
    From one another, with
    What world they have become
    So used to , is not the
    Thing that is going to sustain
    Forever)
    She has just understood this
    Very fact that "forever is
    Just an illusion."
    We came empty handed
    In this world and will return in
    The same way.

    She doesn't know
    When she will breathe
    Her last breath but wishes
    That at that moment
    She should be the same
    Girl with whom her soul
    Is in deep love.

    This is her far cry and
    When you place your
    Ear near her heart
    It will be crying
    these words!!!

    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 32w

    Beaming beautiful
    mystical transcendent
    soul's rays

    Is reflected in her
    Buoyant burlesque
    transparent eyes






    #septolet @mirakee @mirakeworld
    @writersnetwork @odysseus_2
    @inked_selenophile
    @fromwitchpen


    PC---- Shutterstock ����

    Read More

    Deep sincere fervent for sure ,
    She is soulful from head to toe
    Maa
    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 32w

    #reflection

    I see her smiling through the mirror
    but the mirror of my heart

    my heart gushes to bring smile on her face
    her face which she says is full of scars

    Her scars are for me her eternal charms
    the charms that have hypnotized me all through my life

    My life is embedded with her glowing silhoutte
    Her silhoutte which is visible even under my
    Umbra sky

    My sky bursts when the world makes her cry
    My dear her cry is listened even by my sky...

    //Beautiful is that relation where the whole earth enjoys and my sky accompanies her in shedding her tears //



    ©sadaf_ahad



    @mirakee @mirakeeworld
    @writersnetwork @odysseus_2
    @fromwitchpen
    @inked_selenophile

    Read More

    I see her smiling through the mirror
    but the mirror of my heart
    my heart gushes to bring smile on her face
    her face which she says is full of scars

    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 33w

    The blossoms of the trees
    In my courtyard
    Shine like the
    starts of the sky
    Where the smell
    of the flowers
    Renew all the way around
    While a writer holds a pen,
    And a deaf gets his crown .



    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 33w

    Do not be in illusion, I swore
    that everything will remain same
    Your name will be no more
    not even in their brains

    Self introspect your being
    that where you lie
    To point on others unseeing
    that won't make you high

    You need to climb a mountain
    to find subsistence in the rock
    Break down yourself into a chain
    to bring back it into a flock

    That flightless dove's flight
    Has to turn to an eagles height

    ©sadaf_ahad




    #impermanence #wod #pod
    @mirakee @writersnetwork @fromwitchpen
    @inked_selenophile
    #mirakee @odysseus_2

    Shakespeare's sonnets are composed of 14 lines, and most are divided into three quatrains and a final, concluding couplet, rhyming abab cdcd efef gg.

    It was just a scribble �� hope had done it right ��
    P.C --- pinterest ����

    Read More

    That flightless dove's flight
    Has to turn to an eagles height

    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 33w

    Secret: "something that is kept or meant to be kept unknown or unseen by others".
    Source: Oxford

    Everyday we come across
    a new thing , either shared
    or kept secret ...
    Secrets are a part of life
    rather the saver of life ��

    Be it be the childhood ��
    secrets to the secrets of
    teenage , yeah you got me ��

    The secrets of adulthood
    to the secrets of old-age .��

    You know? we have the secrets
    even at the time we are dying

    Coz no one knows is the death
    angel white or black that has come
    to take the soul other than the person
    who is dying ��

    Death is itself a secret
    It comes as a bolt from blue
    Without giving u a
    missed call ��

    SO DO YOU HAVE A SECRET
    WITH THE ONE WHO IS
    CALLING YOU ��

    Not everyone among us
    Has a secret patner
    just like (partner in crime)

    But they have themselves
    Knowing all the secrets of
    each other ( literally each other)
    They are two souls in one body
    One like a �� and the other like an ��

    One like "you should punch her " ��
    Other like "shhhh ... I can't do that" ��
    (I hope you got me here )��������

    Anyway ... It is a tip (a secret tip)
    Before sharing your secrets with
    Someone you should at least share it
    With yourself may be who knows
    then you won't regret saying ,
    "Hey stop laughing,it was a joke"��



    At the end...
    Secrets can be the sweet tales
    If you narrate them to yourselves...







    #mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay @odysseus
    #mirakee @fromwitchpen #secret #wod #pod
    @luna_phile

    Read More

    Secrets can be the sweet tales
    If you narrate them to yourselves

    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 33w

    They made a burnt clay
    and presented it like a cake
    They didn't learn how to play
    How but mastered in fake?


    Will finish up everything mutually
    So Offered a spoon at every bite
    But that spoon they made actually
    Was To fill up their own appetite...

    Why coin is made of two faces?
    This question I always asked...
    That money shows the traces
    Of the people and for the people it lasts ...

    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 33w

    Be the light to light the darkest of your little holes to make them little stars shining the beauty from within you to illuminate the moulded scented wax which have ceased to shine to celebrate.

    ©sadaf_ahad

  • sadaf_ahad 35w

    You don't live only once!

    You can sail a boat
    Never sailed before

    You can have anything
    Never had before

    You can change anything
    Never changed before

    You can live a life
    Never lived before

    But never forget
    You don't live only once

    Live so that tomorrow
    You would live forever ️


    ©sadaf_ahad