" Be An Encourager....World Has Enough Critics Already "
Sweetheart you are the storythat will take mea lifetime to write....
& I am at the stage of my lifewhere I'hv forgotten what it's like to be without pain....
I drown in the waves of those memories we made....Its get too much sometimesbut that's how it is....I miss you not the normal wayThe way that makes me go insane..Every single thing about us doesn't leave my thoughts....You run into my mind all the time..Its you & only you....I loved you like the autumn breeze....each touch of wind & leaf my love was circling around you with delight..Its all dark & dull without you..I miss you..Completely lost & incomplete without you....
& Sweetheart how many sunsets will it take for meto stop missing you....?
& sweetheart I am learning how to be wholeWithout the parts of me you took away....
Darling I am waiting for that day whenYou will read out my poemswritten only for you& with a hint of tearsin ur eyesYou would confessthat you loved me too....
It's been so many days I haven't listened to your voice...It's been so many days that I haven't seen your face..It is forcing my heart more & more to get drunk with the memories u gave..I am just living with the beautiful memories you gave..Those beautiful memories which were a reason to brighten up even my darkest times..now are the reasons to throw me into depression's lap..I stare at your pictures by zooming them in & out..I try to get drown in your eyes but before that the tears pour my heart..It was more beautiful to hear your voicein the morning..You were waking up and calling me to say good morningorning..While reading ur texts the warmth of your love swept through my face & took me back to the years our togetherness..Baby I feel you in each breath & see you in each dream.. Are you happy with my absence..?You might be but I am notI miss you so much but u don't need to miss me & think about me bcoz I am good..I am fine..I am just lying..
& I still look for youIn the eyes of everyone I see
Instead of reading My postsI want someone who can readMy eyes....
The words you spokecut through my skin deeperthan any knife could ever....Those words cut so deepMy soul gasped for airLike my life was lost& there was no way to be found....Those words could drivean individual to their last breatheTo the ending days of the life....
When a writer criesPaper bleeds....
अधूरा रह गया हूं उसके बिनावो किसी और के साथ पूरी हो गई...
Baby I don't miss you but I miss ur hand in mine..I don't miss you but I miss the way you looked at me..like I was ur whole world..Baby I don't miss you but I miss cuddling up to you & falling asleep with my head on your chest..I don't miss you but I miss your tender kisses on my forehead..Baby I don't miss you but I miss your warm embrace the one that could fix me in an instant..I don't miss you but I miss the way you held me..Baby I don't miss you but I miss the feeling of loving someone & the feeling of being loved.. I don't miss you but I miss the time we had..&Baby I don't miss you but I miss us..
& I don't miss you baby
Inspired by the latest post of @pramodhThank you for sharing your thoughts and talent with us here :)
Messy palettes are beautiful. Raw and vulnerable. No pretensions. Colors merging into each other, just how it is in nature. They tell the story of the artist, the journey of the brush... how it moved from one stroke to another. Messy palettes, like messy people... do not need rectification... but touch of love.©whitewings
मेरी उम्र ज़्यादा नही,हाँ! तज़ुर्बे बहुत है..!!#true_rhymes
#pod #mirakee #star @writersnetwork@lonethinker @sanjay_kumr @freespirit13
A shooting star
Somedays I wish I could be a starAdorning the gloomy dark night skyHiding all those scars That have been preserved for years I wish I would fall down one dayAs a comet to arise as a new hope The wishes and prayers you always say One day I hope to be your 11.11 wish Maybe I'll be in the empyreanOr just another roaming stray desire Maybe I'll be your fate and time Or maybe just a lost forgotten dreamMaybe I'll just be another dirt Or maybe I'll give life to a new sapling Of hope On this calm earth Or I'll just be another fossil to be preservedI'll just be a little shooting star so bright I'll fall just to see you rise Making sure my dear you are alright I'll fade away in existence of daylight©selenophilic_873
This world likes red,likes it's vibrance,likes it boldness Deep down we adore blue,it's tranquil nature and peace it etches in our mindsIt takes guts to accept this blueness over the red hueIt takes courage to prioritize self peace before world peace Sometimes, it gets too late to accept this and sometimes it's so late that the only way to accept this is to live in a parallel universe where blue is celebrated Let's not be late,let's not pretend to only love red and not ourselves, let's live in the parallel universe now rather make this fake crimson a royal blue©auriferous_dreamer_
#monostichGuys, I'm sorry I had not been able to read any of your wonderful works. I'm gonna try to but as per I know coming months would be even more busier. But I'll be back soon. Miss mq people here ❤️
Have courage to call a spade, a spade. Also have courage to accept when a spade isn't a spade.©kanikachugh
"Earth and the comet" ( a prompt by 'amoondaisy' on insta)@writersnetwork @miraquill Thank you for this wonderful surprise ❤️POD (5) / 16-11-21___#shrey_pod
Behind the metaphors
Draped in the yards of curse,hopes survived 76 years in valleys,How often do you come acrossa poetry, weaving the story of Earth and the comet Halley's?I ached like bruises of the moon when you threw the vermilion on Mars.Albeit, the constellation broke but we were more than the theory of stars.I am the pluto of your galaxy,I am the woman of the dead.Like the sacrifices of sun,I am white and I am red.What survives a tradition,becomes a shining star.What rebels against it,becomes a crater—a scar.©shreyah || 15-11-21
Hum chahe jitna b deny krle , khud ko smjha le but reality is aj b baahri sundarta sb ko bhramit krti h .. Aur ye sirf janwaro tak hi seemitt nhi h !
कुछ तो खास बात है खूबसूरती में साहब,यूँ ही गिलहरी सबको भाती नहीं, और,चूहे से हर कोई भागता नहीं ।।©pie_beta
Nights make me wonder...
Nights make me wonderIf I did what I was meant to.Did I read another page of that book? Did I take good care of my plants?Did I figure out how to complete an assigned task? Did I cook something special for my people?Did I spend enough time with them?Did I make them laugh?Did I kiss them goodnight?Did I forgive someone without being apologized to? Did I try to fix my mistakes?Was I humble enough? Was I human enough?Nights make me wonder did I achieve everything I was meant to, today? Time is gonna slip by and I might not be able to do these again.Because when I do,I sleep peacefully.©kanikachugh
I miss you.More than I'll ever show.My tinted lips smile at your sight.Though they miss the warm kisses.My eyes shine bright seeing you.Though they cry out at lonely nights.©pearlpoetry
Tired of prioritising everyone before me when he said he valued me more than anyone,it felt ecstaticUnsure every moment about my body image when he fed me lovingly,it felt livelyExhausted rejecting plethora of body hungry souls when he kissed my forehead,it felt different©auriferous_dreamer_