#return

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  • unsaid 1d

    #unsaid #kashmir #return #direction #footprints
    #urdu #words
    Simmat - direction


    ہر سمّت میں تھوڑے سے قدم ہوں ۔
    ہر شہر میں اپنا ایک گھر ہو۔
    گلا ہو جیسے ہر شخص سے یہاں ۔
    اپنے راستے ہوں، بس اپنا ہی رقص ہو۔

    ©unsaid.

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    A Wish

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    Har simmat mei thode se qadm ho'n.
    Har sheher mei apna ek ghar ho.
    Gila ho jaise har sakhs se yahan.
    Apne raston ho'n, bas apna hi raks ho.

    ©unsaid

  • holybible 5w

    रोमियो 1:28

    जब उन्होंने परमेश्वर को पहिचानना न चाहा, तो परमेश्वर ने भी उन्हें उनके निकम्मे मन पर छोड़ दिया कि वे अनुचित काम करें।
    © HolyBible

  • bmp_365 10w

    The return

    I thought my
    Lone Wolf lifestyle
    Was all buried yet
    It seems to be
    On the rise in side
    My soul.
    My friendships with
    The world seems to
    Be depreciating as
    I am vulnerable to
    Return to my lone
    Wolf lifestyle.
    A lonely life is the
    Art of being an
    Ally of yourself in
    The good and bad
    Times in this world.

    BLESS M
    POEMS
    ©bmp_365

  • its_me_luki 12w

    Sometime when we #love someone too #deep, we can feel their #pain, their #emotions and their #feelings. We always try our best to #comfort them in any situation. Sadly, some of us are unlucky enough to get something in #return.

    Yeah, they say we should love #unconditionally, but Don't we also have #right to be treated the same way as we treat them, to be #loved as much as we love them
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    #lovehurts #unconditionallove #writersnetwork #mirakee #miraquill #mirakeewriters

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    Your pain was my pain too
    But my pain, was never be yours


    ©its_me_luki

  • nightsurfer 16w

    Rags

    You brought smiles on your return
    our history was neither's concern
    I gave you a lift down the memory lane
    but veiling my scars and my pain.

    Fool that I'm, ignored the red flags
    soon enough, my heart lies in rags
    Hope we keep our memories alive
    Coz that's just where we duly thrive.

    ©nightsurfer

  • ady_sha 24w

    The BEAM

    I would sleep in my tears
    Rather than speaking about my fears
    I thought it was cool
    Realized , I was the biggest fool .

    Sometimes my thoughts are good
    And sometimes it's bad
    But I don't regret it
    Because that's all I had .

    I thought my character was in progress
    But minutes ago I realized I was in stress .

    And in the dark
    I would tell you
    My secrets ,
    My flaws ,
    My wants ,
    My thoughts ,
    Without being afraid of getting caught .
    ©ady_sha

  • shubham_20 36w

    Aaj toh dhamaka hone wale hai

    Kyun?

    Mere patni aaye maike se
    ©shubham_20

  • shivani23 36w

    Namesake

    How do you meet
    The namesake of a person
    You loved the most
    And lost?

    Won't your eyes well up
    With tears of pure pain,
    Joy and agony?

    Won't you compare
    Whether their smile reaches
    An inch below their ears
    When you crack a silly joke?

    Won't you want to touch
    Their hands to find
    If they are as cold as hers?

    Won't you want them to blush
    When they see your name
    Flashing over everytime?

    Won't you ask them
    All the unanswered questions
    You kept waiting for
    To be answered?

    Won't you keep them close
    In your home
    And never let them go?

    Won't you fall in love again
    With the namesake of a person
    You loved the most
    And lost?
    ©shivani23

  • mrspectacular 38w

    BEST FRIENDS FOREVER

    "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.

    ©mrspectacular

  • nitsuj 40w

    Beauty of Gifts

    A gift, what a wonderful thing
    A valuable thing to share

    If you happen to give it to someone
    That means you really care

    A gift can be plain and simple
    Maybe even a work of art

    There may be a special someone
    Might as well give out your heart
    ©nitsuj

  • mistfying_keii07 41w

    I'm back. It feels good to be back. It's been a hot couple of months and now I have so much to write about ❤❤
    ©keii_qtz

  • shubham_20 44w

    ©shubham_20

  • eccentric_eesha 46w

    No-one returns back once
    life takes them away.

    © Eesha

  • jeetspeaks 48w

    I can never go back

    By now, wherever I am, I feel like I can never go back again to any point of time. What I have learned from the surroundings and my intuition are enough for me to live this life. But, I was just wondering, if I can go back, I can go back to my infancy, to my childhood friends, to my friends at school, to my friends at play, to my memorable moments and to my unfinished tasks.
    ©jeetspeaks

  • fari_tales 48w

    Forgotten

    She was scared,
    Scared of being forgotten.
    Scared of being lost.
    Scared of never finding her way back, cause no one remembered her.
    She was desperately looking for ways to be in memories.
    She didn't think much about what kind of memories she became part of, atleast this way she won't be forgotten.
    Or so she thought...

    ©fariii
    ©fari_tales

  • snehant 50w

    I got lost in your eyes
    And never found my way back again.

    ©snehant

  • vmkhan7 52w

    IGNORING

    Stop ignoring me
    Bcz, Once I left,
    There is no return...

    ©vmkhan7

  • _disha_jn_ 53w

    Stay

    What do I do?
    Where do I go?
    Does it really matter anymore?

    What do I say?
    Where do I stay?
    Will it change anything again?

    Can't you see me shattering?

    Trembling and drowning
    Can't help myself from suffocating

    Can't you see I'm fading?
    Away from existence
    Away from reality
    From all good things the world holds

    Listening in to your hatred
    Every word's like a stab
    Didn't let a single emotion out on show
    Like some robot made in a lab

    The only solution in front of me
    Is to really fade away in oblivion
    It's the second best option, right behind,
    Plunging in a deep sleep from which there's no return

    What do I do?
    Where do I go?
    Does it really matter anymore?
    ©_disha_jn_

  • 90s_beardbunny 55w

    Never Ending Story..

    Once you started loving someone and decide to wait until everything becomes happy,
    Life becomes more complicated.
    Day by Day,
    But heart keeps waiting for that one moment, for some that moment came, for some it's never ending story of ego to have someone in life.
    ©90s_beardbunny

  • the_girl_with_specs 39w

    That Day

    Like the sun kisses the shore
    Can I stay for some more?
    Like his tight knot on shoes
    You're the perfect reason of muse.
    Roses turn red and you get blue
    All those things seem so true.
    I'm wishing on the stars as they fall
    Just hold me tight and love the all.
    I want to have one more dance
    Only just to feel that glance.
    But I want to fly in the sky
    And wait for the times turn,
    Just see the stars and wish for me
    I promise that I will return.
    ©the_girl_with_specs