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timeblossom
8w
Read MoreLife is nothing but
a galaxy made with broken
Promises .
//Promises are meant to be broken //
Life is nothing but
a plethora of feelings made with
Deep voids .
//Emptiness is attractive after a point//
Life is nothing but
a serene rain made with
Chancy tears.
//Every tear worths a lesson , a relief//
Life is nothing but
an intricate sonnet made with
the right amount of tragedies and fortunes.
//After every fall you rise //
Life is nothing but
an unpredictable journey made
With mistakes , hopes and magic
// Journey which ends with an end //
Life is nothing but
a war where the only weapon
you have is you and the only rival is
You
// win over you , by you , for you//
Life is nothing but
a house made with the footsteps
Of people who loved us.
// In right proportion , love is life //
© Timeblossom
Tere sath tera man hai ..dil ki dhadkan hai
Agey badke jeele zindagi ��- vilen
#life -
timeblossom
10w
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Being broken can mend many other hearts .
#raindrops #wod
She borrowed some raindrops from the
rain , for her seared heart .
For how they fall everytime to sow
the seed of life.
She learnt to wipe tears and drizzle
Sunshine after every night .
©timeblossom.
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timeblossom
10w
We leave something of ourselves behind
When we leave a place ..
A place that lifts our soul to a different
Conopy of contentment.
Whenever we leave a place ,
we leave a part of our soul
in fragments .
Then we become a vagrant ,
Who seeks peace in
the lost hopes in loops .
In search , we search things
But the need is to find the feeling we left .
Stolen by the places ..We feel empty .
Our soul is troubled . But
The place where we left is in our heart .
Not in a country , not in a state , not in a city ..
We leave something of ourselves behind
When we leave a place ..
We leave// self// and than find ourselves .
Something so intimate
And serene.
We find that lost thing in humans
And get betrayals .
We need to find the self we left
Not the place where we were lost in.
We need to value ourselves .
We need build up self love .
The lost us is in ourselves .
©timeblossom -
timeblossom
11w
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Without him ,
She is like a deserted home ,
Too empty to stay , too early to leave .
He left like he was the last autumn leaf
She is wizened ,
He was gone .
Too early to be a bated breath , too young to be old .
Without him,
She is like an alive being , being
trapped In a casket.
Too scary to live , too arduous to come out.
She is swaddled
With emptiness and agony ,
He was unconscious.
Too tired to stay , too juvenile to die.
©timeblossom
Failed attempt maybe .
#wod #deserted .
#fictional
Bg. Belongs to me��Without him,
She is like an
Alive being , being
trapped
In a casket.
Too scary to live ,
too arduous to come out.
©timeblossom -
timeblossom
11w
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I'm a woman , who is taught to stay inside
Because I'm not safe outside .
People will raise questions on me
because I'm a woman and I'm not allowed
to do all the things men are permitted to do .
There are so many times the society will
tell you to shut your mouth in front of
Men . Men are superior and you can't
raise your voice against them . Yes this
Patriarchy system is eating me inside .
Women are asked to do household work ,
From making the morning tea to washing the
Utensils of night .. because it's a gender role ( a major barrier and myth )
It's not a gender role but a necessity that everyone should learn . But I can't change it , because even the ladies of my house says :
It is how it is .
This inferiority complex is making me weak .
Under a major illusion of equality , oppression of women is still considered as a traditional .
Women is still considered as a machine to give births . Women are still treated
With derogatory remarks and seen with immoral eyes . I used to feel disappointed for being a girl but now I feel disappointed because I'm a part of this impaired , selective and orthodox society .
© Timeblossom
#letdown #wod
@writersnetwork thank you for your worthy ❤️ and for the correction :)Being a part of
This society
Is
Leting me
D
O
W
N.
©timeblossom -
timeblossom
12w
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Cz I can't miss any chance to write an acrostic.
#acrostic #wod #autumn
Autumn is my favourite season because it taught me that endings are always Beautiful... letting go is growth and a new start is always pleasant
Falling is not always aching ..it brings the best out of you .
Thank you for your precious heart @writersnetwork��
✨��.
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timeblossom
12w
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Life is so endlessly Beautiful in all
it's colours .
White ( symbolic of purity and innocence )
Life is beautiful in white when worn by
a bride going towards a new beginning .
Representing her hope and glee.
Red ( symbolic of sacrifice and courage )
Life is beautiful in red when worn by the
brave soldiers who keep their family photo in
their wallets but the nation in their hearts .
Representing their bravery and warmth.
Yellow ( symbolic of happiness and optimism )
Life is beautiful in yellow when worn by a
Child who never fakes a smile and there is
no cruelty . Who never seeks a reason to smile .
Representing his inner joy and credence .
Black ( symbolic of power and rebellion )
Life is beautiful in black when worn by the
Black people who fought bravely for their rights and identity, making everyone to believe in the elegance of black .
//BLACK LIVES MATTER //
Representing their authenticity and proud .
Blue ( symbolic of serenity and stability )
Life is beautiful in blue when worn by a mother
who carries her child for nine months in her womb
calmly . She herself looks like serenity and stability and never complaints for her torments .
Representing her motherhood and kindness.
Green (symbolic of vitality and fertility )
Life is beautiful in green when worn by the nature ,
Always giving and expects nothing . Breeding life ,
Green color is god's blessing to the humanity .
Representing life and harmony .
© Timeblossom
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There are opposite meanings of these colors but I choose to represent the positivity . Why to seek for negativity when you can seek for optimism .
Let's enjoy the occasion called 'life'
#life #wod #lifeacrostic
@writersnetwork first repost ! Thank you WN . ��.
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I remember you as you were the last autumn ,
Close to my heart and gone .
In my hands I see flames of memories to
Fought on .
And I remember you as a tree losing it's leaves.
The voice of falling leaves ponder my heart
With the echoes of your going feet .
I clasp myself and look at the waterfall ,
It's as enthralling as your eyes
And as nimble as you left.
Drizzling sunshine , igniting the bornfire
Of unconsidered love . I swept it all in
the name of culpability.
Your soul shines among me like the water
pearls on a leaf
I'm humming screams like autumn's
humming with the wind .
The trees sings the mournful departure
of their leaves .
I feel your hands traveling and the
Autumn is far off , a tear stained
Goodbye.
The autumn leaves revolve around the
Memories of the gone.
©timeblossom -
timeblossom
12w
In the sombre nights ,
I hear the echoes of the
hollow Sky,
clasping the stars to
Sleep.
©timeblossom -
timeblossom
14w
Young writer ,
You survive many deaths.
Keeping your wounds
alive in your words .
You stand and rise from the ashes of
Your Broken and veiled soul.
©timeblossom
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lovenotes_from_carolyn
1w
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gelukzoeker
2w
I didn't cry because of
how much it hurt,
I cried because of how much
I felt.
©gelukzoeker -
moitreyee
2w
Read MoreIN(SECURITIES)
I'll rather flow with the bumps on my face,
than force my skin to run in a trendy pace.
I'll rather embrace the wit of the weak,
than praise the smile that stresses a cheek.
For not a wrinkle curves it's way in smiles,
of masks floating, gasping miles.
Let's not sit by the insecure roadside,
craving or carving a trendy body.
Let's not shove our wits aside,
to satiate eyes of a societal melody.
For we aren't meant to fit in garments,
but garments are meant to be won in bargains.
No one's a norm in a world of stereotypes,
or a dictator of how beauty should be.
We are syllables of some mortal rhymes,
that shall perish within some poems in glee.
For we aren't born to escape any truth
but experience life and be in soothe.
- Moitreyee Bhaduri
P.S : You're amazing the way you are. <3
Inspiration :
"If you come in terms with your mortality, insecurities will automatically leave." - Sadhguru
BG : Pinterest. :)
@writersnetwork #spreadlove.
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ridhiiii
1w
Read MoreSome people come into your life,
Only to show you how strong you are.
Rant.
#writersnetworkHow did it feel to stab me in the back?
Could you feel my conscience fear,
As it trembled from the sight of yours,
Or did it thank you, to show your true colours?
How did it feel to watch me fight for you?
While you slowly pierced my heart,
Drained me off my confidence,
As I quenced the thirst of betrayal, over again.
©ridhiiii -
Darling!
lemme
love you before
the deep hunter gloomy nights
take me in their mysterious, lonely arms.
as I born to live with the moon with
the crown of infinite stars of envy
©rumanrulesneverend -
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heartsease
1w
Read MoreInspiration from very first place: @onemayhem
Maybe 22 oxymorons in this, maybe
@daffodilpearlzz have enlisted them in comment section, thanks Bhavya❤️
#oxymoron #whc
#mortaloxymoron
Editor's choice :)How to untie a knot which you tied for 'forever'?
How does it feels when
your immortally mortal soul
is a loosely sealed oxymoron
breathing in your hollow body?
How does it feels when
the living end of your pain
dies for another eulogy?
And how does it really feels when
you feed someone love
but all you ate is their
deceptively honest lies?
You penetrate needle in and out
with a static flow, you sew paradoxes
of even odds with red ribbon of
unbiased opinions but you couldn't
unwrite what you wrote once on
someone's mind and untwine the
the threads of virtually real emotions
which is knitted in your heart
for an eternity of time.
You gulp tears shredded by
the hands of heartbreak,
you dive deep in the sky of longings
with a sad smile on your
darkened and nightly days,
sunset behold rains in your eyes
when you couldn't even control
thunderstorms but talked about
hurricanes being your favourite
franchise of demise.
Forever is a deeply superficial trap
a concept based on true myth,
if you start defining it
then your words will be served
in the bowl of anxiety,
with those broken promises
adding a prose of melancholy,
nostalgia is clearly confused
to bring out a poem on fallacy,
where you spill deafening silence and
let out your silent screams,
because forever was always a lie
for you, a nightmare of subdued dreams.
Then you ask how to 'untie'
and you yourself stitch ten syllables
to write a complete sonnet on
love and its terribly pleasing memories,
you darn metaphors of sweet sorrow
for an endless hour with winds
reciting your loud whispered poetries,
but only the funeral note knows
how much your painful words weigh
before death drowns you once in
cemetery, thousand times in miseries.
And if you wish to untie
then you need to make your heart
run slowly and iron those
wreathed arteries and veins
with hot breath of ironies
to remove straight creases
from the stitched ribbon/emotions,
and then you can embellish scissors
to inaugurate solace by
splitting the tied knot of love
in two pieces of genuine imitation.
You've learnt the art of "letting go"
but haven't been taught with
removing the traces of someone's
existence,
you've learnt how to memorize someone
but haven't taught to forget them
and their reminiscence,
if you ask me to untie that knot
I would tie it again,
I'll tie it with the last ounce of my strength,
for my love is eternal
even if it's a true fiction,
I won't untie it for forever
it's my only choice.
©heartsease -
laus_deo
1w
Memories staggering on the
beach soaked in the last of
August rainfall are rippling
through the sand chanting
our names
let us taste the stars tonight
crushed in fresh lemonade
and lavender infused syrup
can I unlove you just for a
moment to plant the moon
between my ribcage
to slip the night through
my fingers and allow the
silver light to cascade
down my veins and wash
off the sins that I have
committed in the name of
love.
©laus_deo -
United to grief's grief, a friend with a vacant void dipped in emptiness.
©fairytales_
