I hope my death would make more sense than my life☺️
Cup of hope
Think for a while .. how lucky we are..We have again got a new day ...What if ours eyes didn't open... We have got a new beginning again Start the day with a cup of Hope and happinessMix the day with little caffeine ©your_love_is_poison_to_me
The Craziest siblings!!!
You are MoodyYou are CubbyYou are sweetestYou are the most Beautiful girlYou are most sentimental ladyYou are my Special Make artistAbove all you are my most cutest sister18 long years!!!Soo many memories.. You make my each day each moment very special... Enriching... Lovable and many more expression which can't be explained through words !!!How much we fight , you always come back and love me more and more , as I am small I have right to show you anger Jokes apart Love you Didi!!!! ©Wearethebestestsiblings
Faded... But still a hope for sunshine
Both there Dps are blank...Today I am genuinely sorry because after 2 long years I repeated something which I thought not to do but I couldn't stop myself..Don't worry you will never get to Know about it.. Well I am a looser as such who can't even keep someone Happy But something I want to tell you is whatever it may be ur really special for me and I will always be there for you even if you are angry with me It may fade but not for entire life maybe ©this_heart_only_beats_for_you
Is it Transparent hope or Drops of tears
Dark Night, Silent wind , hopeful heart ..She waited for the reply, But the phone didn't vibrate again!!!She waited and waited and waitedLike the Blue ocean, tears rolled down her eyesShe cried in silence: "No Hope"---- "Ultimate hope is Death" ©I_hate_myself_
I Know , I am not so lucky , am not privileged like othersI don't know how to talk , I am weird and yess I am heartless, I repeat my mistakesOk agreed!!!Yes, Indeed I made mistake but that doesn't mean you will not talk to me...But , tell me one thing...Will anyone love you the way I love??Will anyone care for you the way I do??Will anyone tolerate all your Madness , anger and what not like I do ???Indeed I am a "BAD GIRL" But...You don't how much I love you ©this_heart_only_beats_for_you
This eyes are aware of the dark clouds in the sky...They are wet .. they too are raining like the dark clouds.. U don't look at my scars they are wounded U are not aware of my sadness I want a smile in ur face forever... Mine will fade away...Like the dark clouds fades away after a painful rain But this heart will always beat for u..©this_heart_only_beats_for_you
Present is beautiful
You were again in front of my eyes,You looked at me, smiled at me,Talked with me, But why ?? Everytime you look at me , my heart shouts and cries..But today, I resisted myself from being sad I insisted on my happiness. .And I smiled back again looking at the Mirror, saying, "The present is beautiful, loving than the past"©this_heart_only_beats_for_you
Her Smile his Strength
With one head , one brain, two hands & legs , two eyes & ears , one nose , one mouthShe is also a human like us , Where lies the difference then,If she can handle everything with all the burden of all the worldly thingsThen why is she being bitten, molested, thrown out ...Without her we are worthless..Without her we are hopelessWithout a female .. a male is incomplete Then why is she being rapedThe work, the pain , the burden a women can take up or rather a Mother takes up Can any one do that???Although facing all the difficulties .. all the burden She keeps a smile on the face .. Making the world unaware of all the pain & burden This is the only Strength & spirit of a male© Love_u_maa
I pick up a poem Like I pick up a roseI can see it's beauty From afar But I can't hold back My intrigueCloser And closed But I'm stealingIts purposeWith pain in my hands My aching heart Dictates my graspBut this rose weepsIt's story is being silenced By my clenched fistsAnd now people flockTo my blood Mixed with tears Instead of the story Of a lonelyRose on the floor©mr_pistachio
She belongs to me...
"Those curly maple locks...Do they belong to me?Those glittery dreamy visions...Do they really belong to me?Those slender sleek arrowed fingertips...Are they really to be loved by my ridges in these palms?Touching the grounds of my heart...You sighed softly in the beats of my heart...Were they really mine?Did they really belong to me?The moments which are yet to come...Are limited within limits...They are the shenanigans of memories...Will they really be mine?"My conscience asked...My hands , all the fingers, all the cells in my blood, all the beats in my heart..Stands in unison , and says..."She's all yours...She longs for you...She is born to be longing for your Heart!"©pagla..(with)
Your love is just like the tainted feather...Amongst the flocks...It flew down the ground...In the corridors of my heart...It stayed and swayed...Built new hopes in them...Built new desires...Built dreams in them...From them ...It never flew...As it found its destination to destine!The feather of your heart ...Clears the weather in my beats!©pagla..(with)
We are made by us...
"Once Ego builds up...Hug each other...The Tightest so that your Ego dies...Pressed between the beats of your heart!Let her make the imperfections ...In her perfect way...Let her paint your life...Amidst your colourless stranded pages...She's made for that !Accept her in all her flaws...Reject the tears from her eyes...And leave your happiness in her smiles...Love her till the end of your life...Like you did when you first fell for her!You're made by her...And she's made for you!And somewhere...Ego will cry out loud...But love will echo the loudest!"A Mother clinched her son's love !©pagla..(with)
She colours my life...
She sublimates...In my dreams, in my visions Like a prism which shows me thousands of rainbows Killing black and whiteRendering the worthy tinge of moonlight Painting my blurry eyesight... bright She sketches my world with her fairer mightAmidst the blue skies flies her golden charms and smokes encircle them in purple hues!We look..She holds my hand Crisscrossing my fingers tight!All the day and all the night!©pagla..(with)