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kashyapraj3010
6w
Read MoreBeing a lady, Isn’t a crime,
It is not your fault,
If you’re out after nine.
R is not for revenge,
A is not for advantage,
P is not for punishment,
E is not for enemy.
Nirbhaya & Priyanka,
Brave daughters of India,
They would’ve gone
Unnoticed, if it weren’t
For the media.
Those invisible scars,
Isn’t her sign of weakness,
But a harsh result of,
Society dogs bleakness.
Short clothes/open hairs,
is a sign of bold personality,
As you’re all grown up,
But not one’s mentality.
Those silent deadly,
Screams still torturing her,
All of her desires and
Aim seems pretty blur.
An angel to her parents,
When she was little,
But now!!! How she shivers,
To a sound of whistle.
Please don’t force her,
Else she’ll fight bravely,
“Bastard, move back you foe”,
No, Still means No!!!
She still wanna grow,
She still wanna fly,
Want all her dreams true,
& touch that blue sky.
Sex Education isn’t a
Taboo, but need of society,
To teach young minds,
A lesson of serenity.
Candle marches isn’t a
Solution anymore,
All we need is justice!!!
Find by mutual trust.
It is the right time,
To take the string back &
Stop being their puppets,
And hang these culprits.
- By Raj Kashyap…
#WritersNetwork #Saynotorape #Adult #SocietyNo, Still Means No!!!!
©kashyapraj3010Photo By Vladislav Murashko on Unsplash12 0 1
God Spede You
What ho, my brave and chivalrous knight.
When thou trusty steed, Honda White,
arrives thy home from thou noble journey to finance.
Pray thee, remove thou sweat pants.
The eighth hour is the hour of romance.
God spede you, to unsheath and dawn thy sword.
By my troth, I desire to fie upon thee, my lord.
Well into the twelfth hour, my peerless paramour.
Then once or twice or thrice times more.
I shall say Gramercy good sir, it’s been an honour being serviced by you.
Then we shall go to siege and couch a hogshead.
Meaning to go to the outhouse and to head to bed.
©danie_af8 0
I'M AN ADULT..?
Ahh! Turning 18 is quite a thrill, isn't it?
For some maybe, others turn chill.
I, for one, felt both endowed and accursed
drowning in pride with wings
yet trapped in delusional freedom..
Cutoff dreams into responsibilities,
stranded, shattered beneath
bogus self; desperate enough
to blend in.
All one does is survive in infinite loop
of adulthood, me being one of you,
hoping I could somehow break
this constant moves.
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eyeenma 17w
Read Morepoem
FINALLY Figuring Out.
Finding out that I am adult
Is traumatizing ,
I am an adult
But i want to be taken care
like a child
I want people
To give me gifts
To pamper me
To hug me and hold me
I like it when people praise
I like it when they say
although I do most of the things on my own now
But What I want is to be like a child
Its so fake when I say I want to adult
All I want is to be a child
#adulting #growingup #likes #gifts #pamper #adult #wishesFinally figuring out
Finding out that I am adult
Is traumatizing ,
I am an adult
But i want to be taken care
like a child
I want people
To give me gifts
To pamper me
To hug me and hold me
I like it when people praise
I like it when they say
although I do most of the things on my own now
But What I want is to be like a child
Its so fake when I say I want to adult
All I want is to be a child
©eyeenmaPhoto By Philipp Arlt on Unsplash16 0 1
kashyapraj3010
19w
Read More"Our Intentions, Our Reality"
Chapter 2-
" Protect Your Spirit From Defile "
It was a jovial daylight, after an inky twilight,
The early risers chirping, singing melodies of desire,
The heaven painted in hue of orange & blue,
Dewdrops over green grass, all signifying a new inning.
It's almost 40 degree, giving tranquility to a serene mind,
Where the buttery cloud and Balmy wind keeps the air alive.
Children merrily going to school, having passion in eyes,
Goats bleating boomingly, the dairyman serving milk,
Perhaps, the horror of that twilight ended well.
Abruptly, a sound of hustle & bustle knocked my lughole,
Me with my begetter runs hurriedly towards the throng,
Briskly & very quickly, more swiftly than usual,
I was blown away by the incident, which I saw there.
I saw a cadaver there, ruthlessly raped and liquidated,
Having no piece of fabric, on her entire figure,
Her peeper still imploring for mercy, all gone in vain,
Though, cremated her according to the customs.
It wasn’t the initial instance, everyone hoping for the last,
These dirty deeds reached to its pinnacle just a while ago,
Everyone was in misery and a source of distress,
All of a sudden, we all perceive an anomaly shriek.
“ooouuchhhhh!!!!!, helpppp!!!!
For God’s sake, leave me alooneeee….
Maahhhhhh Eyeesssss!!!!!
We all rushed towards the torment scream,
Dealing with pain and terribly crying,
The blood impossible to avoid,
Killing up his eyes with full vengeance.
It’s him, the well renowned guru of village,
Almost fainted, begging for help, eyeballs missing,
Anomaly, the cadaver belonging to his hermitage,
All the mislaid belongs to her hermitage only.
He then speaks his fear out of words,
“We all are ghosts of yesterday, and
The phantom of tomorrow awaits us,
Alike in sunshine or shadow simply,
Perceived at times, never entirely lost.”
It was a dusky terror spooky twilight,
Mist and fog covered up the heaven,
The mourning silence keeps haunting,
Dry leaves repeatedly caroling dead melodies.
I was totally tipsy, devouring narghile,
Rustling up fish curry with green pepper sauce,
All of a sudden, I felt a gust of warm breeze,
Desperate to whisper something in my lughole.
The night was turning into a nightmare,
The owl actually caroling songs of mine fortune,
Dry leaves and grass starts rustling with each other,
Cows of my heritage start booming with fear.
All of a sudden, everything went serene,
Like the idea of anklet bells desperate to mutter,
Anomaly, I saw a figure in the outskirts,
The pounding of her body was stirring me.
She was a lady having lustrous hairs till her waist,
Her desirable nose pin, those alluring long earrings,
To her bluish-black eyes as deep as a beautiful sky,
Her Golden necklace touching up her round breasts,
Repeatedly, knocking my inner lust again & again.
Abruptly, I observed a strange hustle in bushes behind,
I panicked while full of terror, I glanced back,
A strange figure starts galloping towards the lady,
Screaming “Mumma!!! Mumma!!! Mumma!!!”.
It was an 8-year-old girl & offspring of the lady,
The lady then appealed me to exceed the,
Entire night in my hermitage in a sense,
Of to be sheltered from the glacial heaven.
Me, who even not in my senses, Agreed!!!!
Then our voyage keeps sliding like a curve,
The idea of anklet bells keeps trailing my desires,
The lady then started feeding the girl kindly.
Any eye is an evil eye,
That looks in on to a mood apart.
I forget the way to heritage,
As I was a bit tipsy & drunk,
When I glanced back, anomaly
No one was there, except dry leaves.
Before, I could utter anything,
Dark clouds of my fate roared loudly,
Unknowingly, a gust of warm breeze blown,
Killing up my eyes with vengeance,
Filling up my eyes with red water.
“Our Intentions, Our Reality”
TO BE CONTINUED….
#Writersnetwork #OurIntentionsOurReality #Sad #AdultProtect Your Spirit From Defile..
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I still see you
Starting slow was a little tense
Never really done it before hoping I don't f**kup
As the Kissie gets intense I could hear her fainting little moan
With every movement of her body I get even more turned on
Her body like that of a model, positioning so sexy I just wanted it all mmm
I just wanted to hear her breath catching in her throat as I say something that turns her on making her orgasm using just words, her breath hitching, that intense feeling from her body language uhmm as her heart quickens I was so turned on my hands trace the line's of her body in search of every hot spots, she's just so sexy after that I just wanted her even more not just for sex I just wanted to really know her, well I wish I know how she felt.
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There once was a little boy
But he had to grow up.
The End.
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theunique_s_mystery
31w
Read MoreReally childhood would have been a fantasy land for us. We have floated through the love of parents, fun in school, watching cartoons, mindful of happiness.
18 is what makes us adult, and our blood will boil at high degree for the thrillness! We will be having some risky adventures, some life changing events at this time.
Then most people moves to a family man/woman. Takes up the responsibility to manage a good family, having a high struggle and tension to lead it and will get dedicated to create a better place for the coming generations.
Atlast, everything will be rewinded. An old man/woman finally. One would be seeing himself in the younger generation and enjoying the moment. A time where one can express and get the love with happiness and move with time slowly. Finally resting from the body to somewhere nobody knows yet!
Note :- This is not going to be applicable for everyone's life neither looks like mine. I typed what I saw and observed in the world through my eyes.��
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#miraquill #mirakee #poems #poetry #writersnetwork #quotes #quote #writersofinstagram #stories #ttt #quoteoftheday #writersofig #writersofmirakee #wordporn #writing #writer #life #movie #adult #oldage #fantasy #childrenThe LIFE's Movie
If you want to see the LIFE as a movie,..
0 - 17 will be a fantasy drama,
18 - 30 will be a thriller adventure
31 - 59 will be A romantic/Family drama
60 + will be a flashback of all others!
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_truesayings_
31w
When confidence speaks,
even silence applauds with fidelity.
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प्रिय लेखक,
हमने आपकी रचनाएँ पढ़ी, वह सभी अद्वितिय हैं। हम आपको अपनी नई पुस्तक में सहयोग देने के लिए आमंत्रित करना चाहते हैं। पुस्तक आपके नाम के साथ प्रकाशित होगी साथ उसकी प्रतियां भी आपको दी जाएंगी। आपको सम्मानित करते हुए स्वर्ण पदक भी दिया जाएगा।
अधिक जानकारी के लिए संपर्क करें।
धन्यवाद
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Mail - kkshaarma732@gmail.com - faisal_hussain_haqqani_ Wow
Kuch ne mohabbat-dosti ko mjk maan liya,
Toh kuch ne mjk m mohabbat-dosti ko sb kuch maan liya!❤️
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dnswords
37w
Temple
Tere darbar aya thaa,
पगडी sambhalne
Tune meri puri zindagi sambhal diyi
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dnswords
37w
Sunday
वक्त का काम हे गुजरना
अभी याद आया, आज sunday था ,खतम भी हो गया
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devilfish
38w
Read More#shame #justice #love #hate #government #world #nature #lesson #education #thoughts #diary #journal #fear #sad #depression #mentalhealth #activism #politics #science #earth #mother #global #emotion #sun #stars #dreams #dark #x #adult #misc #mirakee #miraquill #writersnetwork #poem #poems #poetry #writing #poet #freeverse #prose @writersnetwork
Mother Earth
Her breath into our sands
Those are the hands that we were birthed but I'm here to say we didn't
Put those hands first
Her sands like a womb would merge and mix and work
Like wolves we have consumed our lives out of their own worth
If nothing is going to be anymore
What does it matter what came first?
History struggling to find the answer sifting through the shifting dirt
Now that her screams are stifled by the wealth of a select few
We watch our lives fall through
Mother Earth is wounded and she bleeds my name
And her pain can't be silenced by the cradled children
An empty open wound we can fit our generation in
We're linked like chains
Our pain is nothing to that of our continent of greed and unowned Shame our days are exposed like wounds
Fibrous tissue like wires rotten to their waste and returned on the trays they were made and brought to eat like an Independence Day cake
So happily asleep
While fate was angrily awake
Watching our own future and their future run down our cheeks confused
And equally afraid
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- smriti_koul Congratulations for writersnetwork repost💙
- shafiya_kul So deep and different way of using metaphors and words love it
dnswords
38w
Read More#mirakee #lovebirds #couple #lovewriter #lekhak #shayar #shayari #english #lovegoal #love #hindi #mirakeewriter #mirakeeofficial #writernetwork #network #distance #distancelove #miraquill #commedy #fun #funny #clips #adult #tv #filmy #diulog #advice #joke #happy #corona #2020 #year #covid19 #news #sadness
Corona says~
Jina yaha , marna kaha
Mere siva tumhe jana kaha
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dnswords
38w
Reality हें
आप confuse हो रहे हो
याने आपको दिमाग original मिला हें
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devilfish
38w
Falling
I remember the floral scent you emit
So articulate and delicate
Moonlight dewdrop kiss
As if a dream could last forever
Pure bliss
Time is so cold and intricate
I'll always be bold and honest
Forever our love too big
Not modest enough to fit on a screen
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devilfish
38w
The Moonlight
I want my skin to synthesize
All of fhese concepts I can't analyze
Words cannot conceptualize
These embryonic thoughts
Internalized incubating in my mind
Into questions only answered by moonlight mysterious collection of memories seen through your eyes
Unsung until tonight
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dnswords
38w
कितने झूठ बोलते हो
TV serial dekhte hoo...
Fir bhi कहते हो ; हम किसिके घर मे झाकते नहीं हें
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_lucid
40w
Worries
I remember being small when there was no worries and much thinking
When living in the moment was all there was.
I guess worrying and thinking much is part of growth and well that sucks.
©_lucid
