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  • dikshachowdhary 55w

    " Emotions conceal for a while, but pain never ends"

    @writersnetwork @miraquill @writersbay

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    my tears vanish
    when it rains

    it's just pure water
    that kisses me

    emotions conceal for a while
    but pain never ends

    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 55w

    Those stars
    just look like us
    so close
    yet
    light years between

    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 55w

    My secrets made a space in you,
    yours remained with her.


    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 56w

    I took a few sips of wine
    and looked into your eyes
    Could see so much of love
    and everything felt so divine

    I remember you staring at me
    Playing with my straight hair
    Smiling at me softly
    and we looked like a lovely pair

    I remember straps of my dress
    Falling from my shoulder
    Lights appearing dim to me
    and your moves getting bolder

    I remember white walls of the room
    While my purple satin dress on right
    I couldn't fathom the situation
    The day in morning seemed bright

    You were trying to love me
    while I was just laying on the bed
    But the question is, was I awake
    Or just an unconscious dead

    Next morning I opened my eyes
    My body felt cold to me
    Cigarette you were smoking standing
    Couldn't swallow the truth or see

    Wasn't my consent important
    I could see my struggle on tore bedsheet of crepe
    Something that was mixed in drink to have me
    That led to a dreadful rape


    @miraquill @writersbay @writersnetwork
    #rape #consentisimportant

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    •C O N S E N T•

    I remember straps of my dress
    Falling from my shoulder
    Lights appearing dim to me
    and your moves getting bolder

    I remember white walls of the room
    While my purple satin dress on right
    I couldn't fathom the situation
    The day in morning seemed bright


    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 56w

    In little squares of my window
    Number of dreams I decide
    Fit them into each square
    Loud and clear in mind I recite

    Favorite hobby it is to me
    A person who can't sit or stand
    Fighting a rare genetic disease
    Still my wishes are so grand

    At night when sky gets too dark
    And water of my eyes start pouring
    I slowly turn to other side
    where my strength starts roaring

    When curtains fall on window
    and it's my time to sleep
    I stop the process for the day
    And fuel the dying belief

    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 56w

    My love was him
    I got married to other
    At the age of 21
    Was forced to be a mother

    I wanted to study
    We lived away from the town
    I aspired a comfortable life
    Wanted to wear a golden gown

    Husband wasn't loving
    Would hit and hurt
    Couldn't produce a son
    So I was thrashed in dirt

    My daughter was gone
    Far in a van
    No! Not to study
    She was sold to a man

    I tried so much
    To save her and me
    But I was locked in a room
    And paid a heavy fee

    Men would come and go
    Would shower me with lust
    Never found a genuine one
    Maybe I was just cursed

    If I was married to my love
    I wouldn't be trapped
    Or maybe if I was educated
    My soul wouldn't be scrapped

    What to blame and what not to
    I am just telling a tale
    Maybe people could have saved me
    But society was a fail

    Now from heaven I watch many
    Struggling and facing the same
    Is this how life is supposed to be
    Why don't monsters die by shame

    ~storyoftheunheard



    @miraquill @writersnetwork @mirakeeworld @readwriteunite

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    My love was him
    I got married to other
    At the age of 21
    Was forced to be a mother

    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 56w

    Let kindness flower in you
    those who practice this art
    always bloom even in rain

    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 57w

    Isn't it weird
    the process of
    birth and death
    I have carried ashes
    of few
    and carresed a smiling
    new born too

    Isn't it weird
    I have smiled at a birth
    kissed the new one
    and lost few tears
    while cherishing the memories
    of dear dead
    even after so many years

    Isn't it weird
    the happiness we try to find
    even after emptiness in heart
    and head
    staring at the picture of
    lost loved one
    at the time of going to bed

    Isn't it weird
    how the festivals we enjoy
    even after pain inside soul
    celebrate and dance
    by holding them in water
    of eyes
    and sing the stories of romance

    Isn't it weird
    the laughter we seek
    gulping down the loneliness
    drinking strength to pretend
    talking to them by
    looking at sky
    taking heart out in order to mend

    @miraquill @writersnetwork

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    Isn't it weird
    the process of
    birth and death
    I have carried ashes
    of few
    and carresed a smiling
    new born too

    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 57w

    Neck drenched in alcohol
    Lips sealed with a smile
    Dressed in all black
    My heart so fragile

    Laying between flowers
    Thin needles I feel
    Dark truth I know about
    No more secrets to conceal

    So much of running
    Still away from the stop
    Why am I burying it inside
    Breaths are about to drop

    Gave my soul to you
    A castle of love I made
    Huge efforts to save us
    Pure emotions got played

    She is surely diamond
    Her dress embedded with lace
    You are not the one for her
    Draped in just disgrace

    ©dikshachowdhary

  • dikshachowdhary 58w

    •Paranormal•

    Dissolving in eyes
    My heart wants it
    Energies I carry
    they don't
    Invisible ropes
    Can't explain it
    Want to caress you
    but I won't

    Something inside me
    The universe knows
    The power so huge
    You can't hold
    Misery I feel
    surrounded by no one
    Forced to love solitude
    My story still untold

    ©dikshachowdhary