Miraquill
Love can't be an addiction but Freedom.
You're so tightly capped by things that are
useless and are unnecessary.
Don't try to prove yourself strong because
the strong one breaks first.
I know it doesn't matter to you,
nothing matters to you but why stuck on one person
with whom you know there is no future,
why get addicted to a human with emotion.
I know you feel happy talking with them,
spending time with them but is it fare
that you trying to find happiness in others life.
I know it sounds easy writing but
no I did it, I left when I felt like they were getting addicted to me, I leave them because if I stay today,
they will never know who they are and
what their potentiality is.
I know it sounds a bit harsh but isn't life harsh.
Neither letting them in and making them addicted was my aim and nor leaving them stranded was.
I just try to teach who they are and
when they instead of learning, gets addicted to me,
I lose and when I lose, they won't be the winners too.
©bishal_sharma
bishal_sharma
intsagram.com/unpublished_emotions
A boy who dreams, dream of being in dreams of many.
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bishal_sharma
63w
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Ocean and The Moon
Oh! How darker the night it was,
When I first saw her in my dreams,
like I saw heaven flowing in streams.
That smile of hers, so light,
those looks of her, so bright.
I said, let me fall for you,
she smiled and went away.
I searched for her everywhere,
I never lied, I swear,
she came so soothingly and with care,
actions with beauty and skin so fair.
I never thought of going far,
never wanted her to be my star,
it will create distance with her.
But the Distances arrived soon,
Slowly I became the ocean,
she became the moon.
I am not alone now,
I've absorbed the emptiness somehow.
I still watch her during nights,
When she appears, I call her with tides.
I gaze her during daylight,
flowing peacefully and calmly,
waiting for another night.
©bishal_sharma -
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71w
You cannot mend what's already broken.
Try to preserve it before it breaks.
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Anger is not a solution but anger sometime helps you overcome many situation in life but don't let your anger control your decisions.
©bishal_sharma
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Everything can be stitched in one word
but we still believe talking more means
more detailed explanation.
But exactly one word many times gets enough
and sometime thousand words aren't enough.
So, you decide?
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bishal_sharma
82w
I love you and don't you love yourself.
If you do, don't show me,
show it to yourself and
the rest will be just as you've desired of.
©bishal_sharma
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annienasha
63w
Dreams
Hold tight to dreams
For if dreams break
It's like a caged
broken winged bird
Hold tight to dreams
For if you let go
Like a fallen soldier
Your candle will be
Blown off only for memories to remain
Hold tight to dreams
For they keep us going
For if we dream
Life will be like a flowing river
Higher from the mountains
Deeper into the oceans
Hold tight to dreams
For the future is bright
For the dreams are our plan
For a life without a plan
Meaningless it will be
Hold tight to dreams.
©Maureen -
allbymyself
63w
Read MoreMama sits under the sun
singing to herself, humming
to the wind, telling me that
you could make stories out
of shadows if your mind's
not too worn out and your
heart's really in it, and I
promise myself that someday
I'll spin tales out of fire
and magic out of thin air.
Mama has callused skin as
she tells me the earth is kind
to those who are willing to
get their hands dirty, who
don't shy away from a spot
of blood, the ones who put
in the hard yards come rain
or shine, and the rain falls
steady like silver diamonds
as we sip coffee on wasted days.
Mama is long gone up there
somewhere in the skies
slow dancing with the stars
until she became one herself
and I pick up my pen and
claw at the wind, chasing
words in a room half lit
trying to remember that
anything could be poetry
if my heart's really in it.
- Avitaj
@dopamine @raika_ @thegreymetaphor
Picture credit- Cameron VentiStories Out of Shadows
Pick up my pen and
claw at the wind, chasing
words in a room half lit
trying to remember that
anything could be poetry
if my heart's really in it. -
Forest Fires
You infused my soul
With the fragrance of prayers
Uttered from the caress
Of devoted lips
To the crevices of
Wanton flesh.
Burnt incense lay spent
In the wake of a
Forest Fire.
©writeranavah -
अंजान
अनजान थे, हमे अनजान ही रहने दो;
किसी की यादों में हमें पल पल यूँ ही मरने दो;
क्यों करते हो बदनाम लेकर नाम हमारा;
अब तो इस नाम को गुमनाम रहने दो।
©nakaamshayar -
insha_noor
71w
Gaining sympathies is a poor way to handle your emotions.
Sometimes, bear in silence, absorb those tears, handle your weaknesses. This makes you strong and believe me, if you can control your emotions, you can control a lot in your life.
©insha_noor -
allbymyself
71w
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Sometimes I forget
that it has been
three sunrises and
two sunsets since I
last listened to a song
the clock is a hurricane
and time is quicksand
as it glides through my
outstretched palms and
heeds the charms
of the shrieking waves.
Audrey, sometimes you
write in a daze, the words
flowing from your hand
like polished quicksilver
painting pictures without
a canvas, yet you never
seem to name your
characters and simply
watch them drift from
page to page and
chapter to chapter
a birth without a death
a beginning without end.
This is the silence
the quiet that kills
and the shadow that
saves, a battle fought
between a paper heart
and an iron will, no
bullets or gunfire to
be heard or left behind
it's been a while since
I heard rain outside my
window, but all it takes
is the whisper of your
voice floating into my ears
to remind me what
music truly feels like.
- Avitaj
@dopamine @raika_
Picture credit- Roksana AlnNames and Songs
Wasted
You tell the truth when you could've lied
And troubles are on the rise 'cause you're in disguise, oh
And if it isn't me
Then pack your bags and leave
I wish I could believe blue devils won't take you back
Out to the salty sea
- Mouthful of Diamonds, Phantogram -
the_frozenn_heart
71w
Read MorePic Credit: Shreyas Hedau (you are just love ��)
@redolent_smile @love_whispererr @_nida_ @fromwitchpen @zoya_charmz
#Januaryc #winds
@writersbay
@/mirakee
@writersnetwork thanks for the heart
#ceesreposts #wintervibes.
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..I stand often enough at the
abyss of my soul, asking that
same question, looking down
into the dark crevices where
the black monsters dwell on
the bottom. They gaze up at me,
and I look them in the eyes.
“This too is you,” they say,
and I almost fall into the void,
all over again, drown and drown!..
©Sharwari -
I used to think that
Moving On,
Is the slamming of a door.
But, what is shut
Can be opened.
So, perhaps
To really move on
We must let Time
Bestow on us
An indifference
As to whether a door
Is open
Or not.
VESSEL -
January.
Jolly parties are ending now.
And everybody wishes for a better year and some know.
Not everyone but some will know there is no new.
Us Against nature and politics will never change.
Already giving up the Jolly parties for sure.
Right now this year is not magically different.
You will get me in a few days, I guarantee it.
©h_yuki
