be_grateful

The gentleness of your lies was also the sharpness of your knives....!!!!

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  • be_grateful 24w

    First time I lost trust.
    I peeled off, my love rust.
    I thought mortals were nice
    as I could survive
    by telling what's there inside my mind.
    But then I realized,
    It's better to live with scars.
    Then holding soul
    who will break my heart.
    As at last
    All those scars were healed
    by poetries as a work of art.
    ©be_grateful

  • be_grateful 25w

    Dear younger self,

    Starting with "How are you?" will not be fine,
    As you will again build a beautiful lie.
    "Every child is unique" is what we bleed,
    Still you compare as our society prick.
    Share your gloom with stars and moon,
    There silence have what you need.
    I know everyone is with you,
    Still you are alone with no clue.
    You love every soul,
    But some roses are not meant to grow.
    Some people will leave you with scars,
    Just heal them with core of your heart.
    This time will pass,
    And you will realize everything
    was just a mirage.
    ©be_grateful

  • be_grateful 25w

    I was chasing after moon.
    When my days were filled with gloom.
    Forgetting, many souls rely on you.
    Am I filling those utopian scars on you
    or there are some bitter truths?
    ©be_grateful

  • be_grateful 27w

    #monostich #wod
    ❄️❄️����Will write soon....����❄️❄️

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    Corridors of life

    My soul is vacant and veins are dried
    as my faculty is fragile.
    ©be_grateful

  • be_grateful 27w

    #wod����
    Am I losing my quill....

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    Why every time
    When weeds of miseries are going to die,
    Due to burns of utopian sunshine.
    You pour gloomy rain and say with smile
    "Some souls are made to fade alive"
    ©be_grateful

  • be_grateful 28w

    #wod #unnoticed
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    Every time I go unnoticed.
    Just like snow on petals of roses.
    I wait for soothe sunshine.
    To show the beauty of soul I carry inside.
    ©be_grateful

  • be_grateful 30w

    Battlefield of time

    On the battlefield,
    I always get a present of defeat.
    Sometimes I want to freeze the war
    and sometimes want to say please move on.
    I cut ocean of lies with sword of cries.
    Still it never dies,
    Now I am loosing hopes to survive.
    It told me once to be good friends.
    Oh dear time,
    Friends too don't stay with time..
    ©be_grateful

  • be_grateful 30w

    #wod #refrain
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    Thank you so much @miraquill for Editor's Choice ����✨✨����✨✨
    I am grateful ����✨✨����✨✨

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    We say she smiles.
    We can't see the shattered peace in her mind.
    She shivers with all phrases.
    She is scared of being wrong
    as no longer she can afford.

    We say she smiles.
    But why dewdrops fall from her eyes?
    Why her pillow is wet every night?
    Is she alone in the darkest time?
    Can't we be the last light?

    We say she smiles.
    She fills her canvas with dried claims.
    She is given rare privilege to cast her belief.
    By writing her uttered words on blank paper,
    and displaying them as a utopian author.
    ©be_grateful

  • be_grateful 31w

    Why do Fireflies have to die so soon?

    ~Grave of the Fireflies

  • be_grateful 31w

    #mondo #wod

    Thank you so much @writersnetwork for your kind repost ����✨✨����✨✨
    I am grateful ����✨✨����✨✨

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    What is white ?
    It accepts each shade silently,
    Leaving it's novelty,
    peacefully and blissfully.
    ©be_grateful