Chal rah pakad ke rahi,
pagdandi par hi kyu ruk gaya,
Tum toh bade race ke ghode ho,
tum aadhe me hi kyu ruk gaya,
Jiska Sath jo tha tumhara,
usse rishta kya chhut gaya?
Tumhare pav me thode chhale kya pada,
apno ne nata tod gaya,
Chal uth daur laga, bhag le
jab tak bediya nahi lag jata,
Tu daur le apne majil ko chhu le,
jab tak sanse nahi ruk jata,
Jab tak sath hai khud ka,
khuda hai sath tumhare,
Aaj thoda dard hai pav me,
Aaj uska hai toh,
Pura zindagi pada hai tumhara
#potrait
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precisel_unheard 12w
Loveses!!
Glances
Chances
Stances
Advances
Glasses
Hats
pats
Dances
Chants
Blacks
Baths
Laughs
Noughts
Crosses
Roses
Maps
Paths
Grants
Tense
Gaps
Cracks
Lacks
Graphs
Perhaps
Loves???
©precisel_unheard9 0Wrinkled outside,
Young at heart,
Draped in traditional,
Cheerful her talk,
Selective in work,
Spiritual in thoughts,
Her empathetic words,
Got everyone's attention caught.
She is the old lady with renewed will,
She is master of living,
Service her skill.
©shivatado9 0dinner 18w
A shy playful kid. I think such kid is hidden somewhere in everyone’s life.
#Potrait #Miraquill,#Writers network # mirakee.
#zpodShy kid
I hear him cry everyday
So I play with him everyday
Wondering what makes him cry
Than I realise he wants to fly
He likes to play hide and seek
High above the cliff
Sometimes he is timid
And does things stupid
Barefoot he walks on the green grass
Greeting every one on with grace
Now I don’t hear him cry
Instead I see him fly
He has got new friends
Their stories and laughter never ends
He now walks tall
With confidence not to fall
His presence is filled with sweet aroma
Makes me wonder he is now grown
He is no more pale and weak
He is healthy and no freak
He is my neighbor’s little boy
A cute grown up boy now he doesn’t coy
He greets me with a hug everyday
And says after school we will play
Palak
©dinner12 0Gracious Sunday
The Sunday sun zooms in on my father's stubby gray chin,
A hymn of thanks to the Lord on his lip,
His striped tie swinging back and forth,
The relaxed squeak of his thoroughly polished shoes on the floor,
The extra sound his teeth make as he chews his eggs,
The curl at the end of his mouth as he goes to the car,
Indeed it is blessed morning to be able to go praise God!
My mother is not to outdone either, her nails sharpened and cleaned to take that which the Lord has set in front of her,
Her black hair smooth and finely streaked with silver,
Oh that joyful tell-tale click of her heels against the floor ,
When it's about her God you better get on board or get out of the way!,
Her Cupid's bow painted with red and a permanent smile,
Her dimples deep enough to sink all negativity,
Her clothes fresh, her sweet and spicy perfume inciting vigor for whoever smells it,
The gleam of her rings resemble the sun's rats against my father's chin.
What a gracious Sunday!
©chisola5 0Mother's Portrait
By beholding became change
Be aware of her golden rules
Fight a good fight of faith baking treats
Smelling like flowers scented breath
Bloom when ever sunshine feeds the soul
Cultivate fruits from planted seeds as a humble task
This is my Father world with dew drops rain
her voice sounded like some good old gospel song
Melted the heart of stones
Created sculpture to experience art
Visualizing her different stages of growth
Tested waters capacity on daily basis
Subjected to cross rivers up hills
Run the race of life trouble seas
A perfect picture of strong minded, love
Purpose of believe in yourself ,is faith
Even when the back stands against the wall
But rightly God got her back
©shabz_felix28 9 11- lovenotes_from_carolyn A beautiful depiction!
- shabz_felix @lovenotes_from_carolyn thank you ❤❤
- lovenotes_from_carolyn You're very welcome.
- strxberry_ So beautiful
- shabz_felix @strxberry_ thank you
the_matchstick 18w
Clean Slate
Sluts I slept with,
Souls I dealt with,
Sages I travelled with,
Sinners I have sinned with,
Saint I have to turn into,
Clean Slate I have to become!
Can I wipe everything and start over?
©the_matchstick11 0Potrait poetry
The memories of summer
I don't know how it's
strange, but I try to figure out all
on the day of 12 th May
she met me suddenly on my
Instagram posts, and commented
on my posts like the rainfalls
touch the earth's face calmly
It was just weird to reply
her with a smile indeed
I didn't understand at all
what was going on there
and we talked enough on
every unexpected subject
like career, love and etc.
we both explained each
other subjects very well.
after few, days we had an
argument with each other
on a funny meme by chance
how it's strange to tell you all
but it's so true thing, it happened
after that day we never crossed
each other path on any social
sites, I liked her infact I still like
her with all mysteries of forever
that's still alive in a poet's poetries
I didn't say I love her, I only like her
now, I'm feeling too weird for myself
so, let me stay there with weird memories
©bemyonly_faithofheart10 4 1- summersin Touch*
- summersin It's such a bittersweet read.
- bemyonly_faithofheart @summersin thanks for correction, Lil sis
- bemyonly_faithofheart @summersin yeah it's absolutely
_desaiagraja 22w
If you can imagine the portrait, it's my victory
Dark & deep!!
OR
A literal shit??
Immortal bijour: eternal jewel
#pod #wod #end #rose #live #love #life #forever #kindness #wineglass #sunshine #immortal #painter #potrait #dead #garland #flowers #blood @miraquill @writersnetwork @mirakee_post @mirakeeworld @mirakee_words #writersnetwork #miraquill #mirakeewords #mirakeeworldPortrait
Cotton candy skies reflects in her eyes,
Wrapped by the lush, green & bright.
Her cheek tinted in pink,
And eternal beauty, she breath.
Magic paint brush, perfectly blends.
Cracked lips turned to cherry red.
The throne studded rose,
Tattooed on the back, of her neck.
Crooked & hooked flowers in the gown,
Illustrating her as immortal bijour.
Blooming garland on her braided hair,
But the flowers, oh so dead.
And the fragrance was still intact,
Smelt like a fresh blood extract.
Portrait itself gave the clue.
Dead poets painted it, for you.
©_desaiagraja41 3 4-
diwangee
Beautifully penned And last paragraph...
portrait itself gave the clue...
dead poet penned it for you...
Just outstanding...! - _desaiagraja @diwangee thank you
- _desaiagraja @go_lean thankyou
martindangelus 27w
Portrait of Dismay
As she ponders in disbelief.
No grief in her eyes.
Just regret that reeks of betrayal
a ballad enthralled by false hope and dismay.
©martindangelus
November 13th, 2021Photo By Martin Brechtl on Unsplash5 0rayhannahere 18w
#potrait #wod #pod @writersnetwork @miraquill
I know, time spent in person was very, very less with you, but you presented me best memories, just like your name. Was so humble of you to make me feel special. I'll always be thankful for this. Till end of time yet forever.
For time being,
Kisi Roz Tumse Mulaakat Hogi..
Meri Jaan Us Din Mere Saath Hogi..
Magar Kab Na Jaane Ye Barsaat Hogi
Mera Dil Hai Pyaasa, Mera Dil Akela..
Zara Tasveer Se Tu, Nikalke Saamne Aa
Meri Mehbooba..
Meri Taqdeer Hai Tu, Machalke Saamne Aa
Meri Mehbooba..
●
(Some day I’ll meet you..
That day my beloved will be with me..
But I don’t know when will it rain
My heart is parched, my heart is lonely..
From the picture/potrait, please come out in front of me
My beloved..
You’re my destiny, jump out, come in front of me
My beloved..)
-Meri Mehbooba by Kumar Sanu & Alka Yagnik (Pardes)Black coffee for two, with sunset, on deck
Snuck glimpse of his profile, glistening under sun's peck..
Ruffled hair, glasses adorned, looks techie geek
With that cute mole on the eyebrow's peak..
Small nose, voluptuous cheeks, pink lips blowing his hot brew
His pleasant pheromones, so superior, air graciously wafts thru..
Minute creases, his attire simple and comfy, so like him
Blessed baritone, makes me vivid on mood livid, grim..
And such swift gait, but to tell something, takes moment, waits
Balanced toned body, and persona, wits with humility, underrates..
So sweet of my fate, happy that relationships didn't worked in past
Batchmate, turned Buddy, turned Bestie, turned my Life, at last!
©rayhannahere8 2 1bleedingkalam 92w
VISION
Landscape shows you the entire view
Potrait gives you just what you want to see
Have a landscape vision and not a portrait one
©bleedingkalam15 0☑️
Lonely soul,
Drifting adieu of metaphors and hyperbole
In the end, everyone turns yellow
Like autumnal leaves
She is like a golden fibre that needs to darn parts
It's alright to fill with misty - eyes, sometimes
Feeling barren and shattered from the core
Yet she can shed salty droplets in rainy nights
But it is too heavy to portray abstract in an art piece
As if she has lost her direction in the ocean fierce
But she wants to fly high like a kite
©leena_afsha_ishrot34 20 9- leena_afsha_ishrot @gift__ @girlwithsoul @withlove_mrwriter @love_canvas @caffeinatedsoul
- leena_afsha_ishrot @malay_28
- malay_28 I have already read it and commented too.
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wordsofpragya
Wow!! Beautiful lines.Your words are magical.✨You can publish your writings in a book.
I'm compiling an anthology named, "SHADES OF NIGHT". Dm me on Instagram: @wordsofpragya .....If you want to be a co-author in this book to rewrite your own stars. You'll get many special rewards. - leena_afsha_ishrot @wordsofpragya thank u
Portrait
Portrait painted in black,
Beauty mysteriously hold back,
Hairs slyly covering track,
Eyes glaring through crack.
Lips gaping little hint,
Face lacking bit glint,
Chin looks perfectly mint,
Artist leaves huge imprint.
Stare that pierces soul,
Drifting attention from whole,
That may be the goal,
So you never scroll.
©rasbharee7 0 1aa_risha 100w
Success ke baad ka plan sabke paas hai ... lekin agar galti se fail ho gaye ... toh failure se kaise deal karna hai ... koi baat hi nahi karna chahta
And we all thought...what we will do...if you get a chance to meet you....but never thought how to console ourself in your such early demise...no one literally non of us....but we need to accept the harsh reality .....
Jis mehfil ne thukraya humko, kyun us mehfil ko yaad kare ... aage lamhe bula rahe hai, aao unke saath chale....the way you delivered your dialogs....the finest of finest acts....Are you hearing the cry of your fandom.....you r hearing right??
That smile...and the freshness in you.....how you thought of leaving us all in tears....to an unknown place ..maybe to which we don't know the way to....and if know someday...maybe we won't cm back to tell the others....
Tumhara result decide nahi karta hai ki tum loser ho ki nahi ... tumhari koshish decide karti hai
WE MISS YOU SUSHANT SIR...
BUT WE KNOW WELL
LEGENDS NEVER DIE THEY BECOME A PART OF US.
may the soul rest in eternal peace!!!
#sushantsinghrajput #hero #msdhoni #14june #miss #you #kedarnath #love #loadsofrespect
#arijitsingh songs #art #potrait #watercolourEk Vaari Aa
Dhal rahi shaam hai
Dil tere naam hai
Iski aadat bani hai teri yaariyan
©_ephemeral_seeker_17 4 2- scribbling_thoughts ,
- aa_risha @alone_fighter .... it's still like a bad dream for me!!
- k_ravikul Even I can't belive ...abhi.tk.mtlb ykin hi nhi hora
__poison__ 106w
Doesn't matter who speaks who
Doesn't matter who likes or don't
You know you are the best
Cause' you give your best.
©__poison__5 0jeitendra_sharma 122w
नाटक के पात्र
ख़ामोश हैं
ज़मीर मेरा
क़ातिल मैं ख़ुद
गुनाह हैं मेरा
सज़ा है ख़ामोशी
सलाख़ के पीछे
सच बैठा अँधेरे कोठरी में
काला पानी की सज़ा
काट रहा हो जैसे
दम घुटता हैं
नक़ाबपोश लोग
सब क़ातिल हैं मेरे
सब आज़ाद हैं,
कैसी आज़ादी हैं?
जुल्म करने वाला
ज़िंदा हैं, सहने वाला मुर्दा
रगों में पानी बह रहा हो जैसे
वोह भी काला विषैला
जैसे कालिया नाग हो
ज़हर फ़ैल रहा है
नफरत का
लालच का
खुदगर्ज़ी का
दवा, नहीं कोई दवा नहीं
तुम कुछ नहीं कर सकते
न बोलो वरना
बाहर कर दिए जाओगे
इस समाज से
इस नाटक से
जिसके पात्र
बस लूटना जानते है
कभी किसी की इज़्ज़त
या फिर कभी किसी की मज़बूरी,
©जितेंद्र_शर्मा
जेकेएस11 1 2lekhakshish 141w
तस्वीरें।
क़ुछ धुँधली सी हुईं,
क़ुछ की चमक से हुआ परेशां,
क़भी अतीत का हिस्सा बनी,
क़भी साथ चलती रहीं,
यूँ ही आकर रुला दें,
यूँ ही ख़ामोशियों से हँसी,
डायरी के पन्नो के बीच से,
या मेरी पुरानी यादों के संदूक में,
तस्वीरें बहुत मिली,
गलतियों, खामियों, जज़्बातों से भरी,
आज भी क़ैद हैं कहीं,
तस्वीरें वो।
©lekhakshish8 0taytay_nicole424 143w
Grandma's Poem
Old time country playing on the car radio
The aroma of Elizabeth Taylor's White Diamond perfume filling the living room
Family Feud playing on the tv
It's amazing all the little, memorable things you start to miss
When you lose someone so special to you
That grief begins to drizzle in your heart
Like an everlasting storm
Waiting two hours for you to get ready for the store
Agreeing on how phycho Claire, from Days of Our Lives, is
Watching A Dog's Journey and crying throughout the whole thing at $5 Tuesday at Movie Tavern
What I wouldn't give to have those moments back
Every memory we've ever made
Constantly plays over and over again in my head
Like a ballad on repeat
Grandma you'll forever live on in my memories
You'll always be such an important part of who I am
You were my best friend
One of my greatest blessings
Now you're one of my
Beautiful Guardian Angels
Watching over me
I love and miss you so much
This is my poem sent to Heaven
I pray it finds it's way to you
Love your lost granddaughter
©taytay_nicole42412 0takytales 146w
°°° एक दोस्ती कुम्हार और मिट्टी की : happy friendship day °°°
#photographer #potrait #potter #pottery #poet #lovetowrite #pod #kulhad #mirakee #writersnetwork @writersnetwork @mirakee #friendship #happyfriendshipdayPhotographer
Potrayed
Potter's
Pottery
Poetically
.
.
©takytales
©takchakPhotography