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Because you can't create it in a vacuum.
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stardust_16
3w
Read Moreना जाने क्यूँ, हम उनसे प्यार कर बैठे।
सब जान कर भी इश्क़ का इज़हार कर बैठे।।
पता था मुझे, बेवफा़ है वो।
ना चाह कर भी, उनका दीदार कर बैठे।।
उनकी मासूमियत का दिल कायल हो गया।
और हम उसे बेकरार कर बैठे।।
जल रहे थे वो, हमारी अनकही बातों से।
ऊपर से हम गलत सवाल कर बैठे।।
जीत कर खुद से हर जंग।
अपनी मौत का सामान खुद ही तैयार कर बैठे।। -
stardust_16
6w
इश़्क
इश्क में हम इतने मग़रूर हो गए।
जितने भी गु़रुर थे, सारे चूर हो गए।।
हमारी दिल्ल़गी ने, उनकी बेव़फाई में जब दम तोड़ा।
तो भरी महफ़िल में हम भी मश़हूर हो गए।।
©stardust_16 -
stardust_16
8w
साजिशें तमाम हैं,
और ख्वाहिशें बेनाम हैं।
इश्क के इस पाक शहर में,
रंजिशें सरेआम हैं।
©stardust_16 -
stardust_16
14w
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This is for him, who told me that I have to fight but didn't tell me how?
Dear love,
I know, writing a letter is dead form of communication but an artefact from the olden day and irrelevant in the Internet Era. Apart from this I have no alternative.
You told me not to cry, but didn't tell me, what to do when I miss you so much? You told me, to be happy but didn't tell me, how to be happy without you?
You also told me, no matter how aristocratic people are, but I will always have to choose a generous heart but didn't tell me the qualities of that auspicious heart. How do I find a generous-hearted person in the world full of hypocritical people?
These people are excellent in pleasant colloquy but their intentions are atrocious. They say, I should live free but they don't even let me alive. They baptize me a doll but graze me in unsuitable way. You used to call me your angel, people must also have their angels too, then why don't they respect your's?
I am still very little dad and incompetent to protect as well as defend myself from these monsters. I am sorry, while writing this letter, the page became wet with inarticulated sentiments.
Either You Come To Me OR Take Me With You "DAD".
Love you dad!
Your Little Heart
(Siya)Letter To My First Love
©stardust_16 -
stardust_16
14w
One More Year Without You
Didn't feel like staying alive but the promise made to uh could not be broken.
©stardust_16
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zoya_charmz
1d
Read MoreDear writers,
Hope you're mending your broken heart.
Are you suffering from the mess called,
writer's block? Hold on for your desirable
words will speak out of this mess and your
heart would sprinkle chamomile essence.
• Firstly writer's block is not a permanent
member for now it has been seeking for
a rescue to ensure his prisoner like life
dwindling from some genius books.
• It's highly unprofessional for its whole
address changes from one brain to another
showing the breakable collarbone within
an hour like a cloud walker.
• Mastered in chaos randomly blows
cigarette smokes, makes rough
sketches, sitting idle upon the rocks
like residing in a lonely planet.
• Running away often with dyspnoea,
getting stuck there in its own diaphragm.
Rooted hairs are stronger than this
mortal writer's block.
• You're a grey butterfly painting winter
flowers, performing ballads like the night
stars which burns itself to wave bright
lights in the region full of demons.
//You're a kind, bewitching reader who knows
different ways to mould and master his
skills in the intoxicating nights when some
folks get drowned into the oceans of infatuation//
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Grasping the dulcet spring,
nuances collab with the lilac
valley, every pain gets wiped
off from the hearts of the
vintage enthusiast.
Breaking the glass ceilings,
carving mountains into footpaths
where freedom was once
strangulated amongst the
wild crowds.
Flipping the pages of life like
a vagabond walks the genres
with his clumsy feet heedless
of the end of his journey.
The white jasmine blooms in the
scarlet red heart embellish the
gardens of creativity and gifting the
writer's mind a paradise of artistry.
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//I guess you have got some of your
answers, if not don't worry as your mind
will stretch beyond its limits and you'll
find the infinite ways to swing in the
nights of silvery moon//
Take care beautiful soul.
From
Someone with writer's block
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#letter #picturec
Totally a mess.
@theinkdomain Bear it plz ��
11th Apr, 21.
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देखी है हमने लुटती आबरू को सरेआम,
सीने तक पहुँचे हाथों के गले मे फंदे नही देखे ।
देखी है निज़ाम-ए-हिन्द के तख्त पर बैठे तानाशाहों को,
खूबियां लिखते स्याही से लिखी खामियों के अखबारों में पन्ने नही देखे ।
देखी है शहीदों पर रोते-बिलखते माँ और बेटियों को,
पीठ पर लगे खंजर पर हाथो के निशां नही देखे।
देखी है मंदिरों औ मस्जिदों के लिए लड़ते अपनो को,
भूखे पेट में दो रोटी के वास्ते लोगो मे इंसानियत नही देखी ।
देखी है वैश्याओं के बदन को निर्वस्त्र होते हुए,
ज़िस्म को ढकने की इंसानों में शराफ़त नहीं देखी ।
देखी है सियासत को लांघते ओछेपन की दीवारे,
शहीदो के कतार में कोई वज़ीर नही देखी।
©manthanprateek -
शहर की शोर में तुम सुनाई देती हो,
भागदौड़ भरी जिंदगी की भीड़ में तुम दिखाई देती हो
©manthanprateek -
uttamky
1w
सोचे थे तुमसे मिलकर
अपनी हरे'क एहसास जताएंगे हम
खैर;दिल दुखा कोई बात नहीं
अच्छा हुआ जताने से पहले,हकीकत तो जान गए हम
©uttamky -
zoya_charmz
1w
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Somewhere between life and death
She was still breathing the Moon.
~zoya_charmz -
uttamky
2w
खुद ही शामिल करते हैं,जिंदगी में गलत लोगों को
और लोग रिश्तों को नीचा बताते हैं
©uttamky -
एक खयाल
कोई मज़हबी झगड़ो में सिमट कर रह जाएगा
तो दूसरी ओर
कोई इस जहां की खूबसूरती से इश्क़ कर जाएगा
©manthanprateek -
zoya_charmz
2w
If you fail to cross thousands seas,
If you fail to put on marine imprints,
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Then Darling,
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I'll paint you a living fresco in your dead soul
and you'll breathe the existence
of euphoric heaven.
©zoya_charmz
