mushrooms music so enchanting to believe in fairies
Present is me,so focus on me
Rise in consciousness
My tounge tastedburning ice joules Headache of suspensionBrain fog,numb~Abyss ashesAlso tasting;cold flame joulesof transcendence!~pheonix rebirthBut now it's an addictive experience wanting moreTo remix(burn-freeze-buzzing) body in electric shocksAmplification~Time lapseBut direction should be upwards,against the mass collision!Energy cultivation~TeleportationRaising conciousnessEmbodying, touchingMany highest dimensionsClairvoyance~A telepathyLet me check deep valleysOf surrender,drugy than drugs, in truth!Sleeping kindly a fairy baby~peaceful centroid©bubbly_bluebells
Nobody could take away your peace out if you aren't involved in that kind of stuff with them blinded©bubbly_bluebells
Hamesha se mai yeh bolna chahti thi
Log jeene marne ki kasme bhi sirf 7 janamo ki khaate hai phir apna raasta naapna plan me hota hi haiaur yaha to kuch hi mahino me Usse bhi jyada forever wali janam janam har janam waali commitment ka kisi ko ata pata hai bhi ki nahi?Kar ke dikhao aisa waala pyaar!Sab bhaag jaate hai apne shoes utha ke,jaise saali yahi to haiAb ja ke chain mila mujhe ae pyaar karne waalo©bubbly_bluebells
If time is an illusion then we are mere a lab experiment happening inside an orb(flat) called earth! Beware we are being watched 24×7They would be playing with our clocks as a toy,How a puppet show trapped in a labyrinth!©bubbly_bluebells
Be timeless in your perception-By unknown writer
My response is how much intensity I could feel from you!©bubbly_bluebells
People pitcher plant only prey to huntDo nothing but want other life to survive!What a beauty of energiesIt could never be lied causeIt's spectrum is a certain bandwidth of the intentive frequency; radiates thoughtsFrom faces & body languageYou couldNever hide theBlack heart!How much coat Sugar on your lips& Cover with aestheticsPoison only sickens lives, surroundingAs rotten fruitsDo to fresh one's!©bubbly_bluebells
To all dear readers-"Its your ownAcuity trope,make the content silvern trailWhimsy spoon of whirly,vivid magic wavesrhyming switch!You are mighty,bullet proof and bueno.Your light gives me beautybut it's persona imagery charm.I'm just A mirror you simply love to adore!©bubbly_bluebells
Tears frozen in cells empty spaces
I will give what I have but in mid I could create what u want to give that creativity fast fast Mother baby open interactionsMore developmentShe remain silent because always danced in reveriesNever needed to open to anyoneShe blooms self like a cosmic lotus in the universeNever her weak trait but tranquil attireAttitude and wonder girl ever Empath care giver of emotions feelingsShe scares from crueltiy of worldLives wild music in the space cause slow beats can't spellbound herTo control her life mastering JupiterJump in beats creating double dreams collecting all cells in songs sing enchantments of your soulHer heart dances secretly but most loud that her vibrations reach each corner of the galaxyShe has own songs and corigraph a unique danceDoesn't need anyoneMusic moves you when you move through it.in pondering and stepping to shake bodyExpressions Is an art in dance,dreamingvartbetc. To exist in the homepages of recognition and excitementTough is denial, participate is accepting to overcomeSo wonCelebrating my heartbreak to beat a music line in hope happiness Is never giving up and trying out new phasesIf not sing Gave dome channel to expresWash sorrows and drench is rain of bliss©bubbly_bluebellsWhen energy is less we can't read deep notes in songsBe open and catch to Sing whole life in best move of dance and song dong dong
All I would say,it's all my fault!
They say my dreams are shattered!Other says dreams never comes true!They say mythological "satis" don't exist nowdaysBut ever questioned?Who said to ditch not choose them to kill their existence?Also say honest people suffer too much and can never be rich.Did you chose to be dishonest and sinner to merge in society of crimes?You are the reason,cause its your life to make what should exist in personal world or not!!Yeah! The intention and space giving to sacred thoughts.All are alive in heart,get nourishment from inner life forceAnd everyone have to cultivate something to be alive!So,why aren't you working on yourself alone on good things?Away from important depicted by dead people of aimless society ,just settling to ruin own life!Living lies that they sorted out problems and are successful!©bubbly_bluebells
When you are alone speak to selfLike your voice enrolled for the talk-jobAs sea music opens the sea shellsDon't feel unheard, lonely to bitter!The sweet experience of minutelyLearning the deep siren syllablesIt's a Language of rejuvenation!©bubbly_bluebells
How would you believe in me?When you will ask questions &appreciate intuitive answers, acceptTo climb,get up and take a standOn those hint bravely to earn Grace©bubbly_bluebells
--Today, write a poem from a child’s point of view.--
Remember how you used to perceive the world and how you tried to explain things to yourself using child’s logic. The poem will depict the sweetly naïve child’s perceptions of the world.
Tag with #child and share.
Is there a belief that changed as you grew up? Comment below.
aloneness soaks itself like rain into my skin, i wander to and fro like satan, longing for heaven to open,for me to be let in
I reach my hand into a puddle and feel what sight has seenas water grasps the grasping, cleaning the unclean,beyond the reflection of an eternity in time,image of sadness, madness, the sublimeebbing and flowing with raindrops, with clouds,cloaked in joys, in memorable moments, in shrouds.Lifting slowly the hand that sought, itself a shallow thought,clasping, unclasping droplets of water, works unwroughtby fingers of flesh, hands of helpless curiosity.I look no more, reach no more, abandoning necessity,my hand did not convey a laugh, a tear, a smile,it did not speak of eternity, of love, of hate, of trial.No, the drowning hand said not a word when rescued from its tomb,the earth soaks up the water it stirred,my sight returns to gloom.
you can't shutter the sky just by blocking a door
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She is a seraphic marvel of pietyHeaven's glory reborn as daughter of aardeSinging a duet with the winter cloudsShe waltzes with the snowflakes of hopeCarrying in her womb seeds of kindnessDraping the world with palette of peaceShe sews the effulgent dawn of bliss-siddharthajana
Behind every successful poet, there is a pain..©penkin
The sky sheds saffron light that fallslike snow onto the lake until crystal waters and rising suns become indistinguishable from one another©artemiswrites
The trend of being socially present everywhere ,Killing patterns of relying on genuine connections,Missing the authenticity of covered identities indeed ,Gulping the fear of not being validated ,Hustling for a fame that is overvalued ,Stagnating thoughts upto likes ,comments & dislikes ,We are lost of life's true perception !!!©adore126
What do you do? When
At timesYour body is numbAnd the desire to liveIs no longer there!You crave that*To be alright feeling*But there is no-one to giveAnd perhaps none can.You open a book to readTo get entangled in the imaginationsOf those few hundred wordsBut your hands trembleAnd insteadYou get lost in An imaginative worldOf your own!Tell me!What do you do?When you want to liveHaving tasted the brink ofDeath a couple of times,But that zeal,To live is not available.You are just numb!Tell me!My dear strangersDo you feel the same?If so,I welcome theeAnd my hands ofFriendshipare always available,To those,Who feel the same!!!©Who cares???
@writersnetwork @miraquill Love evolves loyalty!Hope you get the deep meaning
Love lets loyalty liberate leisure Linking lights lifting life's literature ©anirockz7
I was only alive When the expectation of union was aliveNow you can declare me deadAs merely breathing cannot be called as life©hasanamir