#facade

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  • himaang 1w

    असमंजस...

    कि समझ उतनी ही थी मेरी और मैं ज़िंदगी उतनी ही जीता था..
    होंगे मायने नए दौर के तो हो सही..मेरा कल तो बस उस दायरे में बीता था..

    कॉफ़ी की चुस्कियों के बीच पीढ़ियों के अंतर को नापने वाले..
    कोई समझाए उन्हें..मौलिक़ ज़रूरतों को पूरा करते मेरा हर पल बीता था..

    मेरे बच्चे मुझसे खींज़ जाते हैं आज़..मेरे रूढ़िवादी विचारों को सुनकर..
    हाँ वही..जिनके परवरिश के स्वार्थ में हर अपमान को मैं बेझिझक़ पीता था..

    शायद उम्र बढ़ती जाती है..और समन्वय बैठ नहीं पाता है..
    याद यह नहीं आता..अपने ज़माने में इन जज़्बातों को मैं कैसे सीता था..

    ख़ैर मैं विकास के ख़िलाफ़ नहीं हूँ और नयी सुबह का स्वागत भी करता हूँ..
    बस भूला न जाए..इस दौर के बीज़ को हमने अपने कल में सींचा था..

    पर समझ यह नहीं आता..कि यह सब मैं आज़ क्यूँ लिख़ रहा हूँ..
    क्या पता कल अपने बुजुर्गों को भी मैंने..इसी ऊहा पोह में कभी घसीटा था..

    ©himaang

  • riyagupta__ 4w

    Just feeling a bit low ,so thought to pen down my feelings on a piece of paper
    Please read , do comment and tell how's it?

    #miraquill #writersnetwork #love #attachment #facade #secondlove #brokenheart #broken #ex #sad
    #movingon

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    I do feel

    I do feel sadness sometimes,
    Accepting it as a part of my life.
    But happiness,love ,peace,
    Is what I always think,
    I can never deserve.
    Loneliness,panic and anxiety
    are my three soulmates
    making fun of me,
    whispering in my ears
    "Hey you can never win over us,
    So stop trying"
    I can see loneliness proposing me
    "Baby doll ! We both will live together
    I'll not let anyone come and seprate us",
    Panick sitting on my head and dancing
    "You look beautiful this way,after all you love me a lot",
    Anxiety holding my hands and refusing to leave
    "Babe,You should be proud of me.
    I'll accompany you even if you don't want to."
    And all I can see is myself shouting at all three of them
    "Leave me alone".
    Sometimes happiness offering me wine on our date, making me all blushy and happy saying
    "I actually suits on your face.i love the way your eyes shine when I'm around."
    Making me wonder "what price I have to pay for it?"
    I have seen my three soulmates pushing my happiness out,
    Warning me to be worse if I'll ever try to leave them.
    I have seen love sitting in front of me asking for just one chance to make my life beautiful.
    But all that comes to my mind is
    He is faking it. He would be the one who would push me into the darkness leaving me alone to fight.
    Now comes my long lost best friend
    "Insecurity"
    Which just pulled the love and warned him that I would never ever leave my insecurities for love .
    For me love is the last option.
    Listening this love just left me there in the black hole
    Hating me and not hoping to see me again.
    No no, I'm not single
    I'm in a relationship,
    Not one but many
    A toxic relationship with
    Loneliness.
    A complicated one with panic,
    And hookups with anxiety.
    Now whether I'm a Playgirl
    Or a dark girl , with a dark soul with no light around,
    Its for you to judge ,
    I don't mind it.
    Afterall Who knows
    Maybe with time
    I'll accept my these three soulmates
    And my long lost bestfriend
    Hoping to live a life with them
    Full of miseries and struggles.

    ©riyagupta__

  • riyagupta__ 4w

    Just feeling a bit low ,so thought to pen down my feelings on a piece of paper
    Please read , do comment and tell how's it?

    #miraquill #writersnetwork #love #attachment #facade #secondlove #brokenheart #broken #ex #sad
    #movingon

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    He says I love you but.....

    He says I love you but....
    The smile at that time on his face seems forced,
    Not genuine, maybe hiding some secrets,
    "You okay??", I asked getting worried seeing those frowning lines on his forehead,
    He looked away suddenly wiping those pearls falling from his eyes
    "Yeah I'm" he said in a shivering voice.
    It seems like he is present here but his soul is away in some other world,
    Waiting for someone special,
    Who, unfortunately I wasn't.
    The mere idea of loosing him makes my eyes filled with tears.
    Still smiling I said"Look at those stars, they are beautiful,aren't they???" resting my head on his shoulder gazing stars on full moon night.
    "Yeah yeah" he said trying to divert the conversation to some other end.
    "You still love her right??"I suddenly asked making him startled by my sudden question.
    "But we can never be together,so it really doesn't matter.Dont get so insecure"He replied with a tint of rudeness in his voice.
    "Yeah I'm sorry"is all I managed to whisper.
    Only I knew how much hard it is too be some girls replacement in my guy's life, but the deal is love,
    Afterall I can't leave him at this point of time.
    I have seen the smile playing on his lips at the mention of her name,
    I have seen him crying when she misunderstands him for something he has never done,
    But in my heart I knew I want that love which he has in his heart for her,
    It feels stuck, neither can I move forward towards him,
    What if she comes back claiming for his heart which only belongs to her,
    Neither can I move backward
    Leaving him alone then tagging myself as a cheater,
    "You are my present , Don't make the things worse between us.You promised to accept all of my goods and bads,now cribbing like a kid behaving immaturely" He said breaking the chain of my thoughts.
    How would I make him understand that yeah I can accept the goods the bads but how would I accept the heart which doesn't belong to me.
    "I'm sorry ,this won't happen again. Sorry for hurting you again and again.
    But she would have stayed if she would have loved you"
    "Stop it!,I don't want to hear anything against her."he literally blasted like fire on me, and left me alone on beach at the dark night.
    That day I knew where I stand,
    That day I realised may be saying "I love you" doesn't matter,only the feeling" I love you" matters.
    The day I decided to distance myself from the second guy in my life.
    Yeah may be I'm a Playgirl in front of the world,
    But only I knew what price I have to pay for my love and attachment every fu**ing time.

    If you're not over from your ex,just don't move to next.
    Someone's feeling are not the medicine that you need to heal from you ex-lovers syndrome.
    ©riyagupta__

  • rupkatha_acharyya 6w

    Facade

    Belittled words,
    Loathed eyes,
    Was all a part
    Of the facade game.
    Cause you have a fallacy, of
    Us getting disentangled.
    Everytime making it
    Even more intertwined.
    But let me bestow
    Of all the frenzy things , I've
    You are my favorite.
    ©rupkatha_acharyya

  • origamilines 7w

    The facade is necessary

    Wolf in a sheep's clothing. Why? What if, it's actual torso is torn and face destroyed? Who would it be then if it's pack denounces it? 13 opposite me, a close board room, my head high, "Don't worry I will do it." 13 of them nod, 14 don't believe. But this isn't extraordinary. This is everyday life for me. To play the brave to hide the wreckage even I'm afraid to see. The act continues, cause the actor bled last night, now he doesn't know what to do, if not to act. I see angry and nonchalant faces at night shouting at my fake acting. But would they applaud if they knew that there is a scar too deep inside my heart which hurts when I cry too loudly? So I play a clown at times.
    ©origamilines

  • teekty 8w

    Still waters run deep

    blowing of dreams away
    a matter of seconds fazed
    portrayal of reality
    that is shamefully pitch dark
    a front not be beckoned
    for the charade
    ought to end at some time
    maybe in the wee
    wholesome hours of the night
    the truth is awfully unkind
    there is no point of return
    as the rippling effects of fact
    bring catastrophic nuances
    to the boat that is already sinking
    (going unnoticed)....
    ©TKetye

  • vikkoo 9w

    Talk to people. Listen to their story. Learn their lives. And when you do, you will realise how wrong you have been about most of them. The ones you think are great, the ones worth emulating, happy and succesful, popular and fun, are the ones who, some time in their past, chose the easier path. Ran away from the harder choice. Turned their backs on their truth. People are not people, they are stories. And in a world obsessed with happy endings, you will find most of them dull and shallow. Just a bunch of words, without meaning, without a plot.
    ©vs

  • prajukti 9w

    Facade

    You sure do reminisce memories of the past
    Yet you don't seem to cherish what's still with you
    I wish you'd drop the act like you cared about the times we were together
    And I wish you'd simply walk away if that's what's better

    For I sure do not appreciate your insincere emotions
    All I'd like you to do is act like you truly think
    But instead you decide to put a facade on your face
    For me to never understand your peculiar case
    ©prajukti

  • lucy08 23w

    #latenightthoughts

    FACADE

    Your hostile actions,
    Your critical glare,
    All a facade and
    I know it in my veins;
    But tell me for once,
    Even in your deepest thoughts,
    Do you still blame me for your deeds?
    Am I the villain to be cursed for these happenings?

    #facade
    @miraquill @writersnetwork @readwriteunite

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    Facade

    Your hostile actions,
    Your critical glare,
    All a facade and
    I know it in my veins;
    But tell me for once,
    Even in your deepest thoughts,
    Do you still blame me for your deeds?
    Am I the villain to be cursed for these happenings?
    ©lucy08

  • our_fallacy 26w

    || A jar full of wrath and a
    wisp of facade can do the trick ||

    Enshrouded in nature's dark melody
    The stagnant wrath sipping off the river
    Slowly turing all into fine crepuscule sparse
    In the shroud dress of squal

    Bewildered in the worship
    of forgery laughter
    For vengeance seems to cover
    more than beatitude can
    Gulping the bitter chewed taste of apathy

    Betwixted in the morning facade
    Wearing the same mask over and over again
    Hiding in nature's unapologetic smile
    With wrath staring back at you

    A.N

    #poem #wrath #facade #mask #nature #life #miraquill #writersnetwork @writersnetwork

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    Enshrouded in nature's dark melody
    The stagnant wrath sipping off the river
    Slowly turing all into fine crepuscule sparse
    In the shroud dress of squal

  • human_paradox 26w

    Make-up talk

    Our skins are etched with the memories of our experiences.
    The places we've been both physically and emotionally.
    You think a foundation, a concealer or a highlighter will ever hide that?
    You can enhance Darling, not erase.
    ©human_paradox

  • ekansh_original 28w

    When someone dies, it leaves its trail behind,
    Can you see them?
    The foot marks on the sand of time.
    You can follow them closely, step by step,
    Yet you'll reach a path they never did.

    Life, till it last, makes you ask yourself again and again,
    Who are you?
    Don't ridiculed yourself with a facade,
    No one is fit to be in someone else's shoes.

    ©ekansh

  • miriel_oye 32w

    ARMOUR

    These eyes in the mirror sing sad songs,
    Murmur quiet words,
    "I'm not weak,
    I'm not broken,
    I am more"
    These lies I speak to my armour,
    Bite back where it hurts,
    This facade is a phantom that shifts,
    Changes, morphs,
    And when only the moon watches,
    It falls,
    "I am weak,
    I am broken,
    I'm not more",
    These thoughts come like the plague,
    As I fight the itch to be vague,
    To pretend,
    The itch to lie to no one but myself,
    I'll wait,
    For daylight to peak through flowery curtains,
    Quiet sad eyes to shine,
    And new words murmured,
    "I am weak,
    I am broken,
    I can be more",
    And there my armour fades like the sound of a flushed toilet.
    ©miriel_oye

  • anonymous_forever 33w

    Hiding the silent nights where she cried,
    As her heart broke and shattered on the inside,
    She stood up tall when the sun shone bright
    As though she hadn't cried the whole night,
    Casing the scars and wiping the tears,
    She stepped out in the light whispering all the prayers,
    Asking God to give her strength to maintain this facade,
    And face the world as if she isn't flawed,
    She smiled, greeting her family and friends,
    Who weren't aware of the sadness that she piles,
    As she noticed one of her friends was out of character for the day,
    She went up and said "It's okay, everything's going to be fine, the sadness isn't here to stay, it will eventually go away.",
    As she said the words aloud,
    She realised how untrue they sound,
    As her friend yelled "What would you know about pain? You're always so happy and full of life. I wish I was lucky like you.",
    She smiled as her demons woke up and were ready for a fight, waiting in a queue.

    #facade #sad #mirakee #writersnetwork #pod

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    As she noticed one of her friends was out of character for the day,
    She went up and said "It's okay. Everything's going to be fine, the sadness isn't here to stay, it will eventually go away.",
    As she said the words aloud,
    She realised how untrue they sound.

    ©anonymous_forever

  • sevendrading 35w

    Learning to Fly

    The airport bows, hands pressed in namaste,
    presents itself, lifts its hem to reveal
    waxed limbs, sharp pressed walls,
    sterile gait, crafted
    to be world appropriate;
    just not helpful
    to the indigenous.
    Sentient doors part at your arrival
    Premium rates do not apply yet.
    There's a price to be paid to daydream
    in the lounge - overindluge
    in your smile over-commit
    to the act that you own it. 

    When you feel out of place, like yeast 
    among mushrooms, look to the east.
    On the stone steps lie dreams stuffed
    into asbestos, aluminium, and tarp.
    Stored next to the taxiway
    out in the open, evident.
    Smell the must of skin
    cooked in the slow heat
    living scavenge waiting 
    to be picked clean
    to be ignored
    Like you.

    ©sevendrading

  • _transient 36w

    Facade

    Some tarred emotions of frolic tenacity
    ring a bell to your esteemed ego.

    Hopping onto the conclusion board
    of presumptuous dialect
    and an incoherent palette,
    you draw disfigured shackles,
    painted with lavish gray,
    outlined in semi-placated crimson.

    Post the complete picture,
    you realize the ink is permanent;
    Can't be expunged.

    So nowadays, you try
    to smudge and blue-pencil
    a white facade.

    ©_transient

  • anonym_o 36w

    A smile,I heard makes you lot happier..
    But my smile has always been a barrier..
    I smiled to push my emotions inside..
    My happiness you see is just a misguide..
    My whole life is just a facade..
    The daily smiles is for your own accord..
    So "A smile doesn't make you happier
    It just makes you look like you are"
    ©anonym_o

  • outofleague 38w

    #dwale #dwalec : a soporific drink formerly made from deadly nightshade or belladonna.
    #polaroid #polaroidc : relating to or denoting a type of camera with internal processing that produces a finished print rapidly after each exposure.
    #facade #facadec : a deceptive outward appearance.
    #mirror #mirrorc #daydream #daydreamc #rage #ragec #drowning #drowningc #weep #weepc #truth #truthc #remains #remainsc #fate #fatec #lunatic #lunaticc
    #sprinkled #mercy

    Picture Credits: Boris Stefanik / Unsplash

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  • sweedle 38w

    I recognize you by the color of your facade. You can keep changing shades, but I'll still know it's you.

    © Sweedle

  • miss_silentlyweird 56w

    My lips curved
    My teeth grin
    I smile
    I'm happy Isn't?

    ©miss_silentlyweird

    #smile #happy #facade
    Source ��: Pinterest

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