Miraquill
If you don't take charge of your life, others will start controlling it!
- Mansi
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#independence
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Every independent step that a woman takes,
Is probably because of the pain in the past.
Every wall that is built
Is because of the consequences of letting it down.
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lovetheonlytruth 10w
Read MoreThoda mushkil lgta hai!!
Pr khud pe badish mat lgao.
#monikasoniqoutes #independence #lovetheonlytruth #tmsGirls,
There's no need to trust blindly on anyone, and to take care about the make up tools or about what's going to wear next morning with matching shoes.. it's not worthy in your life.
For family, for friends, for husband, for society, you need not to be fit for everyone, everywhere.. we are not Goddess.
Why you do always cry,
You can hurt if you get hurted.
Monika Soni
©lovetheonlytruth7 1
asjthewriter
15w
Waste Management
I came alive to ask for time;
The one belief that love can grow.
If thrown away, then a lifesaver,
Past the waves my eyes push forth.
Beside the table, bags of fairytales are tied.
My father tells me, "This will be a weekly thing,
The trash goes out on Wednesday nights."
I promise him I won't forget... That is a lie.
Week after week, I overflow into the street.
The sanitizer doesn't laugh or wink at me.
This act is causing me to think, I must be man.
A bit amused, My father pulls the faithful can.
Shaking his head,
he says, "perhaps you actually need one."
Then again, prompts me to analyze myself.
I leave bright notes around my home,
Draw little bins in permanent ink.
Taped at the level of my eyes,
Some scream with exclamation marks.
The panic builds into next week.
Reasons: It's only Friday night and
I am well aware of him; the way he thinks,
The sanitation it provokes from fold to pore.
Safe in the shower, I sing out loud,
"I will not apologize for being woman anymore!"
©asj18 2 4
#भाईचारा
हिन्दू, मुस्लिम,और सिख ने,,,सब ने ये ही पुकारा था ।।
भारत को आजादी मिलें,,,दिल से सबका नारा था ।।
खून एक था एकता बहुत थी,,,ना कोई भी न्यारा था ।।
मर मिट गए चढ़ गए फांसी,,,तब बेहद भाईचारा था ।।
©alonestar18 1 1
The way of life
Rashid was there when the radio said
Lo! Behold thy independence, thy freedom
And in unison, the country lead
To an era of growth and wisdom
Fascinated was he with possibilities infinite
So he ran from one end to another of the small town
Clutched on one hand was a cloth woven of colours three
On the other was a piece of paper that said "today we are free".
Speckles of sweat on his forehead crowned his tiny frown
A heart beating with hope finally found an unbeatable spirit
Surrounded by a pile of books
Sometimes by a field of crops
He admired the birds flying by and the swaying brooks
Tired, asleep he fell, to be woken by the din of newly opened shops
An unworldly energy surges through his frail self
As he rushes to see his comrades in the small hillside school
His shoes thrown over the murky ground are reminiscent of his restlessness to dive into the earthen pool
Alone he is not for the buffaloes are also there
He twists and turns and flips from the nearby cliff
Fists raised in the air, he beats his chest and yells: "O, Beware be the bear!".
The fiasco ends soon
Like a full moon his mother is here
With a stick that makes him stiff
To the left he runs, then to the right
Water for drinking is hard to find so he accompanies his mother counting miles nine
Steadying the pot with all his might.
He sits amidst his two brothers and sisters three
Neither is he in the centre nor in the corner
With folded legs, elbows on the thighs
Eagerly they await for dishes baked and fried
Served by their mother, each get what others have
Equal portions they receive so none complain what the other had
He readies himself for another night of dreams under the starlit sky
Just like other fellows of his country
Eager to wake up tomorrow for a day newborn
Of the freedom found anew
With their fiery spirit renewed.
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eyeenma 20w
Secret to love #9
Enabling independence
Once you love someone ,
You help them to become independent
You help them to become dignified
Help them feel self reliance.
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night_mist_ 22w
Read More#miraquill #wod #pod #like #repost #share #nightmist #independence
@atif_aslam @pink_berry @eraxutirxur @miraquill
10:32 Pm, Thursday , 16 December 2021आजाद पंछी
मेरी ज़िन्दगी मेरी लगाम ,
ना कोई रानी ना कोई गुलाम।
©night_mist_20 2 6
Emotional Independence
Is of more important to you
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pbwrites101
30w
Read MoreWhat one can do when the person is 23 years of age. Just how much one can go ,possibly they are beginning their vocation ,Exploring Their Options ,meandering and celebrating with their companions. Studying ,making reels and tik toks or working for their brilliant future yet what one thing which is common in above things is that they are doing it for themselves ,to their benefit.
At the point when this entire world has a staggering feeling of the centrality of the "Me" in regards to their own characteristics ,what this person was doing nicknamed as "Sahid-e-Azam " battling for the freedom of his nation , from the British force who can obliterate him in a moment or two and effectively did that too.
However, why I'm saying this now and for what reason is this influencing me.
Today I'm 29 years of age and what I was doing when I was 23 nothing running the race of more promising future to come .I am not faulting anybody for what they are doing however give it a thought how one can so sacrificially at such youthful age can do this what I can't envision of doing even now. #Saheedbhagatsingh #india #freedomfighter #independence #udhamsingh #jalianwalabagh #insipiration #sahideazambhagatsingh
@writersnetwork @miraquill @writerstolli23 Years old....
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Mine
I am often brushed by a passing vision,
a vision where I bite the hand that feeds me;
it was not as they said,
I did not wear gluttony's crown upon my head,
nor did I chew off a five-star future in a blind, possessing rage;
no, I did not, soon after, lick the blood trail off my lips,
nor did I whine
and tuck my fickle-minded tail between my limbs;
but, I confess, I was entirely bewitched
by a distinct, resounding ringing,
as my bark rattled the steel of my ornamental chains
and left them at my feet, bowing.
If only for that fleeting moment of profundity,
I stood supported by my own, inborn spine
clothed by the embrace of a stolen birthright,
even the quiver of my newborn totter
could be called entirely mine.
It did not matter to me then,
if I'd soon be lured to sleep or shot to my death-
no matter the number branding my footstep,
none could scrub off the unapologetic indent
of my rusted, resilient stride;
the brazen stroll of independence
imprinted on the elusive sands of time.
~bush
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- shailja33 Nice one
- tamanna3 This whole post felt like a rebellion! Strong, impactful emotions ❤️
- bushbaby @tamanna3 sorry for such a late reply, something's up with my notifications thank you for reading and I'm so glad you sensed the rebellious tone. That's definitely what I was feeling. Thank you!❤️
- bushbaby @shailja33 so sorry for the late reply, thank you so much❤️
the_petite__
31w
Chicks are suffocate
But they will break the wall
One day
One day they will break the narrow shield
The more heat they will recive
The more they grow
They are lil nuclear
They are strong
One day they will break the wall
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darared 32w
Hung head, long shadow
You think we're any different?
Time and geography don't change a thing
Show me certitude and I disbelieve it
It's fiction, it's an act, it's a confusion
of perspective
No man can see himself
All he can do is tell himself a story
that makes sense
Survival is in the dance
It's in only hearing the music that's his
Then he's the needle in the groove
Then his world turns
We all feel the weight
of heaven
©darared7 0 1
Where are we now?
Where are we now?
We are a people of life and color
Food that savour our core
Ancestral eulogy that we adore, but
Diversity without candour
We stir and serve penury
In golden plates of bemuse
Eating with expensive cutleries
And wine that cannot come from palms, except it's Italian.
Our contributions are only irrelevant,
Since government of the day holds the mantle.
We sit on our high horses
Arrogating affairs from our
Thrones of hypocrisy and inane critics
I'm responsible as much as you are
we can choose when we are ready
To own our farmland or
Be a passerby amidst chaos on our heritage.
So, where are we now?
©vibx_poetry6 0
Father Of Our Nation
In nineteen seventy five
Papua and New Guinea took a big dive
because we were being deprived
and through you we survived
Free of blood shed we arrived
An independent democratic nation under your hive
A natural born leader with a vision
to free his people from submission
Although it was an impossible mission
To the ‘nay-sayers’ he never listened
and now an independent democratic nation has risen
A member, our first Prime Minister, a Governor
meeting you was any Papua New Guinean’s greatest honor
Being the father to this nation you were never our owner
You are much more than a history donor
You are a king in our culture
Your words and actions will always strengthen us even in our darkest hour
What you did money cannot buy
You have our respect at utmost high
You taught us to walk and now we can fly
Our hearts are with you until we die
❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
©hawaii5 0
Bharath thum ho Mahan
Bharathiyon ka Jaan, hai Bharath thum ho Mahan
Advitiya sanskriti, Vishwa mein mila thumhe Swikriti
Mohobbat aur shanthi kho kiya prachar
Mila arbhon ka pyaar beshumaar
Rishi, Muniyonka nivasasthan,
Mila har dharm kho samaan
yog aur adhyathmik gyaan kha bandaar
Haath jodhkar poojthi hai poori Sansaar
Param Pavithra karm kshetra
Himalay se kanyakumari thak phela hariyali ka keth
Saahthiya aur kala khi khaan
Tarah tarah pakhwaan khaan paan
Lahoon sinchkar kamaya ye swatantra
Karna uska izath aur raksha, nashtkaro rajkiya kutantra
Thakthi nahi hoon mein karthe tera gun gaan
Aazadeeki pachathar saligira par subh bharathiyon kho abhivadan
Vande Mataram
©superrita_216 0
சுதந்திரம்
அவளின் சுதந்திரமெல்லாம்
அவளை அவளாகவே ஏற்றுக்கொள்வதிலும்
இறுதிவரை
அவளை அவளாகவே இருக்க விடுவதிலுமே அடங்கிவிடுகிறது ...
நாம் கொடுப்பதற்கு எல்லாம் ஒன்றுமில்லை
அவளிடமிருந்து அதை பறிக்காமல் இருந்தாலே போதுமானது.....
❣️
#என்னவள்
©gotoark2 2
arnabi_bhagat
40w
Even India got independence today,
Then, why am i the only one still struggling to be independent from your memories and thoughts!
©arnabi_bhagat13 0
rishi_chauhan
40w
तो क्या अगर जोड़ भी लूं लफ़्ज़
ज़माने भर के
हां मगर
तेरी तारीफ़ लिखने में
मुझे अभी कुछ वक्त लगेगा ।
©rishi_chauhan6 0
anuradhasharma
63w
ये रीत रिवाज़ तुम निभा लेना,
अभी जीने दो मुझे।
कब्रिस्तान बन जाऊं,
सब निभा लेना।
इस दर्जे का निभाने,
का क्या मतलब।
जो जीते-जी
कब्र बन जाए,
मन में।
©anuradhasharma
