42 posts
  • last_haven 7w

    Broken Body

    I came to the realization things will never be the same
    My body, once invincible, now my prison
    Once a hopeful dream, now a mere fantasy
    Life is different for us all, some run, some walk, some limp, some sit, and some lay
    Let us not forget those that are hurting
    As much as we try to deny it or forget it, death will come for us all

  • suza_kulung 46w

    Her eyes are screaming,
    Her mouth is shut,
    Her soul is crying,
    Her heart is hurt.


  • heyoka_warrior 59w

    Breech Journey

    From God's breath of life in mum's womb,
    An embryo was formed, a peculiar;
    Head up, feet down, why didn't I turn?
    I was conceived, received in wonder.

    Did the thunder beings favor me?
    Did lightning strikes when I was born?
    I didn't choose nor did I plan this;
    Did God thinks it's best for me?

    Breech birth it was but not Caesarean
    For I did come out of mum's birth canal;
    Was I forced to do it or did I finally decide
    To face the world with strange eyes?

    Childhood years were not so pleasant
    With all its drama, pain, and lessons;
    An outcast in this exile, I bore
    The weight of my life's purpose.

    Darkness was fond of me, I adopted
    The void, the depths, the fire, the storms;
    My soul was battered, mind injured
    From fighting foes and my violent demons.

    Innocence torn like broken angel wings,
    My wounds they turned into wisdom;
    Obstacles bumped along the way, I fell;
    Thank God, my Messiah caught me.

    I came out fine, resilient, and able
    With carefree, happy-go-lucky nature;
    I withstood the serious blows and thrived;
    God upheld me in the power of His might.

    With all sobriety I focused on the race
    By the grace of my Lord and Savior;
    He shall finish in me until my last journey
    And I shall dwell in His Presence forever.


  • mrspectacular 61w


    "I will be a fool not to recognize how lucky I am to have a friend like you," Tommy says. Knowing how much Nuella does for him on a daily basis to help him be the best he can and most especially in the way she would always do whatever it takes to make him, he is not prepared to lose her for any reason. This friendship they share does not feel like the regular one as although they are opposite sexes, they would spend virtually everyday in each other's company. The relationship does turn heads. Whenever they would walk into a room, people would stare, some wishing they could be just like them, others imagining that the relationship would end in tears. Some would go as far as warning Nuella to be careful with Tommy because like all men he has a pole dangling between his legs and once he is done getting her oil using the pole, he would abandon her like an old refinery and move for the next available lady but she would debunk the suspicion with the position saying,
    'Tommy is not capable of such and besides we are just friends. I mean if we would be more, that would be in the marriage circle and environment so there is no hassle'. Her greatest fears suddenly begin to come through, on one Saturday night after a little outing with Tommy and it would turn out to be the worst night of her entire life and existence. Having gone out in celebration of Tommy's birthday, they are both so spent.
    'Wow, happy birthday once again. Good man', she says as they make their way back to Tommy's apartment in Nuella's SUV. She had earlier insisted they used her car for the day's outing considering the fact that the occasion is Tommy's Birthday.
    'Thank you so much Nuella', Tommy says. 'I really do appreciate this gesture. I mean you really made my day. I had a swell time today. Thank you'
    'Don't mention', Nuella says with a wide smile.
    'Won't you come in?',he asks. 'Just spend at least a few minutes. Maybe we could watch a movie or something with a bottle of wine or a pack of juice as you prefer before you leave. I mean I cannot just let you drive me home and I would not at least say thank you even in the littlest way possible'
    'Oh. That does not sound like a bad idea....Let me park the car somewhere and we can go in.'
    'Why not you just drive right in?'
    'Oh that would be most expedient'

    Nuella expertly operates her vehicle, speeding into house as though the house is a mile away then promptly hitting the brakes as soon as she is into the gate to avoid ramming into Tommy's car before turning off the engine. She lets herself down easily out of her vehicle to follow after Tommy into his house.
    'Alright, alright...Make yourself comfortable. I'll be right back with a pack of juice for your entertainment. You can equally help yourself to some television.' Tommy says as he leaves Nuella for the kitchen. Returning a few minutes later with the pack of juice in his right hand alongside to glassware cups in his left, he extends his hand towards Nuella offering a glass with which to hold the juice he would later on pour for her.
    'Oh thank you my good man', she says with a smile as Tommy takes a seat on the third seat on the three-seater sofa living a vacant space between them while pouring a portion of the content of the juice pack for her and later himself. There is an awkwardness building up as they sit alone watching some random movies. Two hours into their unplanned movie night, they both begin to steal periodic glances at each other. They did earlier make an agreement not to allow their emotions get the best of them and lead them into temptation but in the next hour, all of that would go up like smoke.

    Catching each other's glances, the moment becomes rather tense. Right there, they could feel something more than just platonic friendship but would later swear it was a crazy error of the moment. Unplanned and rather spontaneous, too spontaneous, they lean in for a kiss. A young man, very cute and innocent and a young lady, beautiful and seemingly naive. They both thrill themselves to the joys of kissing and like a twin effect, the sex also comes along rather unknowingly. Almost into the sex after some intense kissing, Nuella suddenly remembers what her friend had told her earlier about Tommy being only interested in how she tasted and how he would live immediately after so she quickly stops the festival and demands that Tommy promises one thing,
    'Have you only been with me all these while as friends only in a bid to get in my pants as you are about to do?', she asks curiously and seriously.
    'No...What makes you think so? As a matter of fact, I'm only doing this because you want it. I promise you if you were not down with it. I would not dare'
    'So we will still be best friends after this? No shading....No sidelining.... Nothing or such?' To this, Tommy gives a nod. 'That's beautiful'

    A few moments later, they have had their fun and sit quietly naked under the sheets. Nuella waits on Tommy to say something but he remains as silent as can be. Unsatisfied with the earlier assurance, she moves for a more tangible assurance.
    'Today's your birthday right?' she hands him a gift-wrapped box. 'It is a wrist watch. Oh I ruined the surprise right? It's just a token to let you know you'll always be my best friend forever till time itself fades'.
    After she gives him the gift, she begins to get dressed so she could drive herself home to reminisce the moment she has just had with Tommy and have a good night sleep. Getting home, she quietly goes for a shower and rest for the night.
    The butterflies she picks from the experience with Tommy would not let rest. She keeps thinking of all they have done together even to the point of dreaming about their future of four kids, at least Tommy had given her such an assurance and made her believe they would be together but even Tommy does not know such would not come through.
    . Unable to sleep, she goes on a joyride around the city between the hours of one and five in the morning, some early joggers find her in a coma with her head having hit the steering wheel with a great force upon ramming into a tree,
    'Oh my Gosh. Please help me take her into the car so we could get her to the nearest hospital immediately', Ferdinand Clark, one of the joggers screams having flagged down a passing vehicle.
    They manage to get her into the vehicle with a 45-seconds combined effort before the flagged driver zooms off to the hospital determined to save her life.
    For sixty full days, Nuella does not move a muscle nor does she speak a word but remains as stiff as a stiff. On the sixty-first day, the doctors decide that she is most likely dead and decides to shut down whatever treatment they have been doing and take her to the mortuary but 8am, she moves one of her fingers to the shock of the doctors who then decide to examine her once more and are thrown off their horses by the fact that she is alive.
    Two days after she is out of the two month coma, she is discharged. She thinks she knows who Tommy is and that he will wait for her to return and hopefully marry her. A young lady, she thinks he loves her in that manner.
    A mutual friend who had been at Tommy's wedding in England, Marriet is who she runs into while trying to fix things up at her house seeing it had been left unkempt for the past two months. Bumping into her at the mall where she goes for cleaning supplies, they begin talking about the trending events she had missed while in the coma.
    The wedding of Tommy and Emilia.
    She goes on and on about how it was the talk of the town for a full month. As she goes on talking, Nuella is infuriated and feels very betrayed by Tommy.
    'I will see you later, Marriet', she says to Marriet as she storms out of the mall enraged and pissed to the astonishment of Marriet.
    Infuriated, she drives over to the Tommy's new home , almost ramming into the house, getting out of the car and stalking to the door muttering some bitter words while letting out some tears momentarily. She rings the door bell,
    'Who's there? Come in.', Tommy answer from the couch where he is seated with Emilia resting her head in his lap.
    As soon as Nuella strolls in to viewing range, Tommy springs up to his feet astonished at her presence in the house. Scared and shocked, Marriet follows suit wondering why he had jerked up so abruptly.
    'Oh so she is the lady you threw our promises of forever over', she asks almost in tears.
    'Everyone thought you would not make it out of the coma. I did not know what else to do in that scenario'.
    'Oh really?', Nuella pulls a gun at the couple. 'What happened to waiting? Oh yeah I forgot you are an impatient dog'.
    'What do you mean?', he asks surprised. 'You said you wanted it too'
    'Yes I did but not a fling', Nuella responds. 'I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you but I guess I was foolish'.
    'C'mon. Come off it. You know I....', he attempts to clear the air. Before he can finish his statement, she pulls the trigger letting out a bullet from the Beretta pistol she holds which meets Tommy in his neck killing him instantly.
    'No', Marriet screams as she falls down to her knees beside Tommy shaking him vigorously in hope that he is still alive but he is lifeless, cold and stiff.
    Nuella makes a run for it and is never seen again.


  • anuradhasharma 69w

    दिल के पुराने इल्ज़ाम-ए-मर्ज़ , ने रुखसत नहीं ली ।
    तुमने , उसपे नए इल्ज़ामात की पट्टी चढ़ा दी ।
    और ज़ख्म फिर से हरे कर दिए ।


  • preranarathi 72w


    क्या कहे आपकी तारीफ़ में,
    आपकी हर अदा क़ातिल है।
    देखने वालो का क्याँ कसूर,
    देखने वाली हर नजर घायल हैं।

    - प्रेरणा राठी

  • anonymously_mysterious 85w


    मेरे पुराने ज़ख्मों के निशान हो तुम,
    ताज़े ज़ख्मों की दवा हो तुम;
    और जो ज़ख्म अभी आनेवाले है,
    कहीं न कहीं उनकी वजह हो तुम।।


  • sarahrachelea 113w

    With gold saree she was wearing
    And red bindi in her forehead
    Wiggling bracelets in both her mehndi henna hands
    The scent of her presence
    Attached like a permanent tattoo
    On the back of his injured soul

    With her sea melodies and Sanskrit mantra
    She's an ashram, a sanctuary and his shelter
    Like a goddess of life
    She's dancing in nirvana of his deepest mind
    And keep him alive, keep him alive


  • pausedthoughts77 128w


    The strength of poets are too high no one can reach their because no one can take this ‘’WAHH WAHH ,KYA KHOOB KAHA/LIKHA ‘’on their injuries

  • anthonyhanible 134w

    The Breakup

    The break down
    Mind on insane
    A car crashing into a tree
    I'm drowning in the ocean
    The plane took off then blew up
    The train derailed
    I'm the only passenger
    I'm injured badly
    I don't think I'm going to make it
    I'm losing too much blood
    The Breakup

  • tara_101_online 136w


    One day I will stop them,
    The river that wants to build,
    In my delicate, tear-shot eyes,
    People that cause pain, have pain.
    They inflict it on others,
    The 'victims' with no pain, now have pain,
    That's the cycle, but there is a cure...

    Use their pain against them or...
    Build yourself and build it into,
    Something great and powerful,
    Those who cannot do that are weak,
    They will continue to accept pain,
    They will accept and continue grief,
    Or either inflict it on others,
    And never be satisfied and that's it.

  • a_hopeful_heart 139w

    Don't speak, don't share...born a girl...live long until you get raped; then die cause you are born in a wrong country!!

  • soulful_chik 148w

    Hum hi pagal the jo Itne khush hogaye the ��
    #injured #scars #meet #love #legs #fell #hurry

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    In a hurry for meeting her
    He fell from the stairs injured his legs
    Yet was excited to meet her
    But she dropped the plan later


  • bellemoon99 150w

    It's alright

    Ssh, it's alright. I know you don't see blood or an open wound but it hurts just as much.
    You were injured within your soul, it stings and the wound doesn't seem to heal. Breathe, it's alright.
    Take care of yourself, dear, you deserve it. Give it time to heal, you're worth it.
    Soon enough you'll be healed, you're stronger now. Just breathe, it's alright.

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  • amrutha_writtings 158w

    I cry

    I cry when I'm unable to dance...
    Though my leg is injured i feel the pain in my heart...
    To me dance is the world..
    If I'm being stopped to dance then that equals to death to me..

    It might sound silly to you.. but not for me..

  • yaish__ 160w



    I am the book that you never opened...��
    and if u would have opened you would have been realized how terribly and injured is the pages torned from the corners, with the flowing blood of insects with teary eyes of pages...��


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    I am the book...injured from inside and unscathed from outside..

    (Read caption)

  • neha_gaur 166w


    I went out to play
    Bruised my knees
    Had a severe injury on my elbow
    Came back home
    Grinned unstoppably
    I opened up about myself to someone
    They left
    Heart broke soul shattered
    Didn't shed a single tear
    I couldn't slice cheese evenly
    Cried inconsolably


  • shailesh_pathak07 166w

    More then 200 people died in श्रीलंका about 450 people injured
    #attack #shreelankaattack #injured #hurts #love #Mirakee

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    अब शर्म कर

    बता दूं तुझे तेरा कोई न धर्म है
    तूने बुरा ही किया जिस पर तुझे गर्व है
    तेरे कुछ ऐसे कर्म है
    तेरे खुदा को भी देख कर आती अब शर्म है
    वो खुश है तुझसे तुझे इसका भ्रम है

  • heyoka_warrior 217w

    I've been negative for a very long time.
    My wounds they took over me.
    My sufferings they killed me slowly.
    I was badly injured, unable to get up.
    Until I cried out to you,
    You felt my sorrow and delivered me.
    You taught me incredible things.
    I've found out some treasures from you.
    I don't have to wear my old self anymore.
    With the treasures you've given me,
    I'll choose and try to be positive.
    Thank you for saving me.