#wings

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  • claralynne 1w

    Old Soul

    Time stretches.
    Eternity.
    I've been here before.
    Deja vu.
    Here once again to find myself.
    Lost until found.
    One soul.
    One love.
    One universe.
    I'm getting closer.. I feel it in my heart .
    Seeing glimpses of light when the whole world is drowning in the shadows.
    Trauma tricking minds.

    Vibrations and Frequencies.
    Resonating.
    Flying.
    Soaring in the sky....
    Only the shadow of my wings on the ground as I glide amongst the clouds.
    I dance with the sun.
    Rising above.
    Spreading love.
    Discovering Divinity. Immortality.
    A warfare of souls among us.
    Fighting in the dark.
    A mother that is Earth.
    Desperate for an army that brings fire to the shadows.
    An old soul that is Chosen...
    This is my last chance.
    I've been here before.....
    ©claralynne

  • tirip_tirip 2w

    Wings

    Fierce are the wings that spread out to express love...
    A head on start of a motion dynamic enough would help quivering wings to fly high...
    Destination never be a goal, it is love that the wings flutter to reach out to...

    ©tirip_tirip

  • ssunayana 2w

    Fly High

    Being able to trust, you see, is like having a pair of wings. When you can trust, you go a long way in your journey. When you can trust, you get to rise above and see the bigger picture. 

    When you can truly trust, it sets you free.

    But, even the birds have to take their learning lessons. Even they have to wait for their wings to grow strong enough to support their weight. Even they have to make a few failed attempts at flying before taking their first flight. 

    So if today was the day when you waited for your wings to grow strong or made a failed attempt to fly, it is ok. If you could not trust enough, it is ok. Don't lose hope.

    Your wings are getting ready.
    ©ssunayana

  • battleofminds 3w

    Happy New Year ❤️


    What can be said in New Year rhymes,
    That's not been said a thousand times?
    The new years come, the old years go,
    We know we dream, we dream we know.
    We rise up laughing with the light,
    We lie down weeping with the night.
    We hug the world until it stings,
    We curse it then and sigh for wings.
    We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
    We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.
    We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
    And that's the burden of a year.

    #newyearwishes #2022 #newyear2022 #chetanpatel #wordporn #love #fact #motivation #battleofminds #instaviralpost #instagram #viralpost #inspiration #live #life #laugh #dream #emotions #world #pride #upsanddowns #wings #cry #happiness

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    What can be said in New Year rhymes,
    That's not been said a thousand times?
    The new years come, the old years go,
    We know we dream, we dream we know.
    We rise up laughing with the light,
    We lie down weeping with the night.
    We hug the world until it stings,
    We curse it then and sigh for wings.
    We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
    We wreathe our prides, we sheet our dead.
    We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
    And that's the burden of a year.

    Happy New Year.
    ©battle.ofminds

  • maryamfarooq 3w

    Broken wing

    The butterfly broke it's wing today. One broken wing rendered the whole body useless. The other one remains attached at its place looking painfully incomplete and lonely. Now, the butterfly neither looks as beautiful nor can it fly any longer. Nothing feels the same anymore.
    The broken wing, though useless, still had a piece of her heart. She kept it enclosed within a golden box, unwilling to part it from herself. It'll remain there till the next infinity...
    ©maryamfarooq

  • akshay_vasu 3w

    A bird with a million feathers



    #akshayvasu #wings #infinity #soul

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    And that vast bird with a million feathers in its wings flew from earth towards infinity, And in search of something that it hadn't witnessed before, it bombarded with the star and perished. That night the pieces of its soul fell back to earth like invisible feathers. And each feather entered into each one of our souls who were gazing at the sky that night. We remember how the bird felt. We remember the star it saw in the end. We remember the dreams, desires, and fears of that bird. We understand the soul of it like we understand our own. And whoever has the piece of that bird's soul inside their soul, has a deep desire to fly towards that star, again.

    - Akshay Vasu

  • akshay_vasu 5w

    Those were the wings that didn't get wet under the rain and didn't burn down to ashes under the fire. Those were the wings that could light up the sky in the night and bring down the darkness on a bright day. Those were the wings that could churn out fire and storm if desired. Those were the wings that could make the hell rain with feathers of gold and unchain the ones that suffered in there. Those were the wings that everyone wished to have. Those were the wings that everyone was bestowed with even before they wished for it. But those wings showed themselves only when one's heart believed and pushed itself off the cliff with the undefeatable desire to fly.

    - Akshay Vasu

  • akshay_vasu 5w

    After I created that paper boat, I added wings to it. I don't know why I did that, but I did it anyway. Probably, I thought if a day comes where it would face the threat of drowning, I hoped it would fly. But since that day, even though I love this boat that I have created, hopelessly. I've been searching for the water that would try to drown it just to watch it fly.

    - Akshay Vasu

  • rafiaasif 5w

    Missing wings.

    She is an angel yet finding her wings to fly
    ©rafiaasif

  • distilled_thoughts 6w

    Breaking free,
    Shattering tethering shackles,
    I soar high, reaching up into the skies.

    Rushing wind gushes,
    Howling encouragements,
    Whipping my hair around,
    Urging me higher, faster.

    Sweet freedom!
    Ecstatic weightlessness!
    Welcoming directions!
    Let me fly high,
    Wings always beating.

    Above the crowded world,
    Over the polluted waters,
    Away from the claustrophobia,
    Let me fly free!

    ©distilled_thoughts

  • letsutilak 6w

    #Guts#Love#Treasury#Wings#Trust#Love#Guts#

    You are my realm of Love,
    I am selfish, greedy, Sensitive, protective, insecure and all of more just because sharing my man isn't my idea of Love.
    I trust you and I Love You more than I trust myself.
    Yet the thought of losing you drains me out.
    I am dead on my feet of relationships.
    All I wish is to be your woman so I could live this idea of Love.
    Save me and disown me not for I do not have the desire of this Life without you.
    A day without you or to go back to then Days without you scares me to dead thus ; This Life With you and Not With Anyone. If it is not You it won't be Anyone else.
    My day will be marked with breath.
    If it is not you it is not Anyone.

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    Guts play huge going against the will.
    You lose at a point where you are doomed to understand right and wrong.
    The person inside of you speaks of your deeds yet your brain battles hard to understand enough of your deeds.

    We urge for more we long for more but More is not enough to that longniness and urges one have. The battles are fought to withstand and overcome that 'More' while in Guts play huge.

    Destiny is a daring battle. We are not make to known of their terrain. Trusting thyself is the only way to make proper strategy to battle with the Destiny.

    Fate is a cruel reality of us. It is inevitable they say but road to that reality is how we make our way. Nothing is assured and nothing is rooted

    Love is the greatest of ALL

  • monali03 7w

    PART 02

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    I am Tara Sengupta. Yes, from a typical Bengali family. I don't watch bolly drama, and I love music. Mostly into pop songs and indie. Soft notes can indeed be called a my kind of thing. They help me relax and are so healing. And I really need to heal.
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    Okay. So it's been two days since I last had a crumb. Hmm, I've been fasting. And don't ask me why. Because, really, I don't know.
    I don't think I know what's going on. Every thing is so beautiful and yet so complicated . I called it 'beautiful', so most people don't get it, as I also called it difficult. Yes.

    Beautiful things are hard to get, and when you get them, they are difficult to keep.
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    @mirakeeworld @miraquill @writersnetwork @writersbay






    #stories #wings #writersnetwork #running #nostalgia #book #wn #repost #pod #wod #book #me #love

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    A SILENT JUDGE

    ~Part 02
    ©monali03

  • monali03 7w

    PART 01

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    This is me.
    Lately, I have been running. Running bizarre.
    I have had a few encounters; been a friend to some, and just an acquaintance to others.
    My chapters are messy. It's a big volume. And this book isn't going to take you anywhere, I think.
    Yet if you want to read, go ahead.
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    @mirakeeworld @miraquill @writersnetwork @writersbay






    #stories #wings #writersnetwork #running #nostalgia #book #wn #repost #pod #wod #book #me #love

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    A SILENT JUDGE

    ~Part 01

    Okay, this is just some random stuff I came up with. These are some paragraphs I wrote on my personal Notepad app, which I'm sure, is a place holding the rants of numerous poets and story writers.
    So I thought, why not give a try to this?
    Please let me know if you like this series. Will be posting a few parts.

    With love
    ~ Monali♡

    ©monali03

  • slaughtered_heart 10w

    I don't want to be your burden,
    Even if I am a small feather in
    your wings that help you fly,
    I will gladly accept it.


    ©slaughtered_heart

  • claralynne 10w

    Learning to Fy

    Chasing.
    Sunsets & dreams; My flock.My kind.
    Darkness surrounds; light gleams thru seams.
    Spread my wings.
    &FLY.
    Run no more.
    Awakening.
    Reckoning.

    ©claralynne

  • ashwininargundkm 11w

    What is beauty?!

    #life #dream #wings

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    Beauty is a part of dream wings;
    It's shows your life status!

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  • _barbie__ 12w

    Dear stranger,
    Before you I never knew a love like this

    Your deep eyes captivated my heart
    at the very first time,
    The dimples that you wear forces
    me to love you deeper
    In those scary and worst days of my life,
    your voice was like a sweet lullaby calming my soul

    I was just a fallen leaf with no identity left
    Your presence in my life made me a piece of art,
    I was just an another stone around the seashore
    And your watery touch carved me into a gemstone,

    You are the person who accepted me at my worst,
    And still loved me at his best,
    I wish I could have one more life,
    As this life isn't enough to celebrate our love.

    I have loved you from so long
    And still my heart isn't ready to quit you
    Sometimes it's hard to bear the distance
    But for you I will
    As for me the synonym of love is you,

    For people love sets a boundary
    but for me ,
    You are my wings my love

    ©_barbie__

    #love #wings #strangerletter @writersbay

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    Love you till my last breath

  • night_mist_ 13w

    Fragments

    What will they understand about the value of the pieces of a broken heart, whose heart itself was of stone, what will those people, whose own wings seem to be missing?
    ©night_mist_

  • the_blossom 14w

    #wings #Cruelty #fromwitchpen

    The day he make off me
    The day he cast off me
    The day of bitterness around
    Still he was so profound
    I had dilemma to choose between
    And when I was fall short in me
    This day was emphasised
    To fly with underestimated
    Wings inside me.

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    ©the_blossom

  • giridhar1529 16w

    I pulled her down slowly on to the ground , into the room...
    Only to clip away her wings and destroy her from the inside...

    ©giridhar1529