Can't...we.. become.....diamonds Rather.......than......simple..........gems? Down........below.......the.........earth's....crust Might....be.....laden....with........layers......of...dust It's...the......Diamond.....hard...to...find..All...hardn ess....and....beauty....inside....it...makes.it shine Gems....are......thousands....in... ...this......world But... why... only... A... Diamond.. is... as.. the Best.. preferred.. Miners..... have.. to.. dig with... all.....hardwork... and.... strength Have..to..fight.high....temperatures Diamond.. shines..though..is..ha rd..and..has.. fought..alone..th e..dark..Taking.. tough..dec ions...might....hurt...but can...surely.give.your .... Dreams....... A... R E B I R T H •••••••••••••• ••••••••• •••• ° @taniya_9124 (My inspiration for the concrete post. We all love u and miss u too❤️Credits to make me a member of such a beautiful family )
(◍•ᴗ•◍)❤......................................... Divine like a diamond I want to shine and spark Yes I will have to struggle with the darks Roads of my dreams are far away to go I need to gear up for my soul to glow Tough decision in life I have to make To live my dreams fully and celebrate. ~~~~~~~•••••••
••A SMALL LETTER TO @mirakee and my dear Mirakee Mates DEAR MIRAKEE (With all love and respect) Not even completed here an year probably but still I have got so much connected and mixed with all my mirakee mates. They all always motivated me and appreciated for whatever I posted , corrected me wherever I was wrong. New challenges and prompts amazed me . I loved to read the posts and took back a lot of learnings from each of them. Also this year because of mirakee I have got my most memorable birthday celebration ever. Post dedicated to me made me cry tears of joy and dance with happiness. I would like to thank everyone who wished me and showered the blessing of love and care through there lovely posts. I want to be here for forever but it's not possible now. The reason of this leaving is my goals and dreams calling upon me to do more hard-work and tickling me to achieve them. Not leaving forever will be back after attaining something in life and make all of you proud. I will miss you all❤️
In a dusty diary of half folded pages A Red Rose lied between the cringes Found after years of search Under the study table where he worked In the corner of a silent room Can one say that once a rose like that bloomed?
It was alive once and rather fresh But couldn't survive the human threat Cost of his life just to become a showpiece No one else would grant his or her life like the rose on lease
Crushed petals no more spread fragrance But definitely can get powdered and still glow a beauty spark on one's face It alone stays calmly without an utter The stems are out of water drops and whole system suffers
A soft flower has now become a crushed It's existence has been lost and his life got locked inside the pages which are stuffed.
A simple poem dedicated to my writing skills. I never knew that I had such a interest in writing poems as I do now. I have learnt such wonderful things here. All this wasn't possible with the heartful support of my friends who corrected me and also wonderfully appreciated me too. Just a simple Thank you to everyone here who blessed me there words.
Did u find that the sailor reached the sea? if you read it sincerely u would have found the answer. U are the sailor reading my poem and if you reached till the last line the sailor reached the sea and has received the lovely gift❤️ Just gave a try by writing each line with letter A to S
Raindrops I see them falling from the black clouds As the black devil has its end and it shouts Beauty of nature seems to blessed The blooming flowers of love elegantly get dressed The gravity of love attracts them to earth Giving again the living organisms a rebirth
Wipe Sometimes it's better to leave memories unseen To make your life simple with love and green Untouched parts of life can't be adored Hate of hearts let it not outside world pour
❤️Heart❤️ A delicate organ synchronises which our body has Strong enough to undergo any trauma stays Pumps blood and courage each time it beats Let the cycle of love again and again repeat
Sow Sow seeds with faith of your hardwork Let you face some pain and your wounds rock The magic of success will let the lovely plant grow Carry a heartful smile to everyone you bow
~~~~~~~~°°°°°°°°°~~~~~~~~~~~ Hatered has been piercing the human souls since it got the evolution of jealousy and materialistic gains Above all let's see the gratefulness of love and distribute to the world. The simple you stand much more strong against the hate of people. Darkness cannot drive out darkness only light can do that . Hate can't drive out hate only love can do that. ~Martin Luther King
Humans we are The creation of God B-U-T Deserted are our hearts Filled with rigid emotions and sturdy feelings
Humans we are The creation of God B-U-T Ego is nourished inside our mind Rather than being a soul which is kind
Humans we are The creation of God B-U-T Negativeness flows through our blood Making each time our ethics being dead
Humans we are The creation of God B-U-T Carrying regret loads we are ready to move Suffering and pain dumped inside the groove
Humans we are The creation of God B-U-T Discrimination in different ways Poverty craving the society since passed many days
Humans we are The creation of God B-U-T Money minting is a great art we have learnt Corruption has created a large fire where humanity is burnt
Humans are we The creation of God B-U-T Never never let the humanity die For sure it's a harsh truth inside our deserted hearts for which we can't deny.
//Humanity is a necessity of humans// The poem I wrote might sound negative but I tried to portray the truth about what we are upto and at the end we all are humans we need to rise again from the deserted hearts to again a greenery filled hearts with love ,kindness and honesty. We can again let the flowers bloom rather than the cactus to grow. If any part here is wrongly potrayed plz don't mind to correct I would be grateful to know it.
I am the mother of sorrows,
I am the ender of grief;
I am the bud and the blossom,
I am the late-falling leaf.
- Paul Laurence Dunbar
A poem that contains self contradicting statements is called a paradox poetry. It describes situations or statements that seem impossible and are difficult to understand because they contain two opposite facts or characteristics.