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  • lazybongness 1w

    #tailrhyme
    Gamsahabnida @writersnetwork for the like :) @miraquill

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    Night phlox

    Flowers that bloom in the moonlight release their sweet fragrance as dusk falls,
    Heady scent with warm summer evening making them ideal houseplants.
    The sun is below the horizon and the twilight darkens the walls,
    Through these solitary silence and rich aroma indolence youth sprouts.
    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 1w

    //Afsoos ke mere dil me woh nahin dekhta
    Nazarandaz karta hain
    bankar mehmaan sa mere dil me rehta hain//

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    तन्हाई ज़रा सब्र कर
    इतना मत मचल
    कि यह दरारें यूही नहीं भरते
    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 1w

    #learning @writersnetwork @miraquill

    The flow of life and its sequel is surrounded by covetous affairs and every time we ensure our aroma without playing the expedient resources and somehow it becomes the chimera of the draft.

    When I was falling, life was looking the other way and that hurts me the most.
    But it teaches me that it's a process where people change, things go wrong, expectations kill us, we loose and fade and still life continues to celebrate and slowly go on.

    Yes I have learned that it is better to let go of whatever is beyond control, I have learned that sometimes failure is always a big backbone before it rises.
    Yes I have learned that the little things for a day are always like sacred moments to cherish. I learned anagapesis and made myself a priority because life is one and learning has no limits. I've learned that everyone here is furious enough in every chronology and that by concurrently sharing the patience of the co-op we can live in peace.

    ~learn the art of living~

    Lately, I am finding the true meaning of life.
    Nothing is right or wrong here.
    The end and the beginning are not possible only till death.
    Today, tomorrow and the past are not conflicts, but an overview of the cycle of life.
    What is there will be lost
    you will get what is not
    every moment is a game of change
    Here, Learning never ends

    Life enslaves us, to make many rules to be paid for success -- that means earning equals (L)earning

    ©lazybongness

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    know inside out

    ~learn the art of living~
    Lately, I am finding the true meaning of life.
    Nothing is right or wrong here.
    The end and the beginning are not possible only till death.
    Today, tomorrow and the past are not conflicts, but an overview of the cycle of life.
    What is there will be lost
    you will get what is not
    every moment is a game of change
    Here, Learning never ends

    //Life enslaves us, to make many rules to be paid for success -- that means earning equals (L)earning//
    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 1w

    #end Thank you @writersnetwork for the �� @miraquill ��

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    A slab of bronze coffin still shining
    Like every night the silent stars come to visit them
    Millions of little hopes of delicate love have sworn to the infinite sky
    And it ain't ready to say goodbye

    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 1w

    My poetry sleeps silently with the duvet of dreams

    I conquered my half thoughtless crowd and mourad parting Asked myself the reason why tears are just a laugh in the sea of sadness.
    Drifting on an empty shore my vacant nest silently sings a lullaby
    cries and without sleep I cried tongue-tied

    My sour way through heaven
    turns all despair into fear
    I often ask myself
    why the noise is music to his ears
    But it grieves my heart to see me trying to be part of his careless love
    Rolling through the rain my shadow watch the clouds above

    Many thoughts come in the way in a day
    Felt the hail falling, I struggled all day
    Here my favorite consciousness
    suppresses the brightness
    And I'm waiting for a light in a sea of darkness

    ~ It's impossible to find metaphors when words are lost in a vast sea of silent feelings~
    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 2w

    I settled down into a routine of daydream and sleep

    What is a secret of success
    something we do daily or
    to innovative entirely.
    I know that the future defines
    the way we reap and sow.
    Unfortunately my routine left me
    with arrow and bow.

    Every time I tried to have
    a little adventurer,
    my routine gets so deadlier.
    Where choices left inspiration consistently and my body fell in love with laziness literally!

    Every morning - laziness, feeling tired, and crankiness blow me out.
    Like an old woman i certainly laugh about
    By the time afternoon - i like to catch a nap however chaos heart looks for tranquility to write without trouble.

    Though i want to tune in another frequency but being a couch potato i feel relaxed, undoubtedly!
    Oh here comes the night - cleverly like a snap
    Just to tuck in and settle in for a long winter nap

    Though struggling for comfort, quietly picked up a book
    The soft beautiful dawn is smiling at me captivatingly!
    Asking me: Why do you spend the day doing nothing - tell me why you remain invisible?

    Here repetition and regret of friendship is fake. This life has lack of calmness.
    What's the fun in saying that but whatever is happening, I am to blame!
    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 2w

    मझधार

    #rachanaprati111

    मेरा 300th पोस्ट रचनाप्रति को समर्पित ����

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    जीवन का सत्य यही
    बिन ऋतु जीविका नहीं
    पर्याप्त नहीं सम्पूर्ण जैसा
    पर पतझड़ से घबराना कैसा।
    आए आंधी आए तूफ़ान
    जीवन दर्शन का रूप एकाकार
    स्वंय को सशक्त कर, न डर जीवन पथ पर,
    तू ले सपथ।
    जीवन रूपी सागर में
    तू बढ़ता चल निरंतर
    विश्वास मार्ग पर ही मिलेंगे परमेश्वर
    स्वंय मांझी बन पतवार को मझधार से निकाल
    जीवन संग्राम को जीत
    बनकर मिसाल।
    है जीवन का सत्य यही
    बिन मौसम जीवका नहीं
    यह पर्याप्त कहां सम्पूर्ण जैसा
    परंतु अब, समंदर से घबराना कैसा।
    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 2w

    Sahil - Beach, Coast

    Amber - Sky, Heaven

    #start @writersnetwork @miraquill
    Thank you for the EC ��
    Thank you for the like WN ��
    And Thank you all for the support ������

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    We are in the ocean of love, gradually we are drowning in its depth.
    Of course we both were expert in diving but has anyone been able to cross the ocean of love!

    Our part will go as a wave till Sahil, touching the distant amber, the moon will come to salute the stars,
    The story will be scattered in the bottomless ocean of love,
    But even the sand on the shore will not be able to erase it.

    ~And love will be immortal~

    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 3w

    #like #feelwarmc
    Thank you @writersnetwork for the kind read and like�� @miraquill @writersbay :)

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    Memories are like a gust of wind️

    //My conscience became louder and my face started burning with the ecstasy of remembrance. The song of my heart wants to address the wild past//

    ~~~~~~~||||~~~~~~~~~||||~~~~~~

    Like falling leaves on a windy day my grief turns crimson and my mind goes blank, while the comfort I longed for is filled with empty sadness. 
    Unfortunately autumn is here with its stillness

    With his thoughts my body starts to betray me, restlessness behold and i don't feel emotions anymore
    How empty I feel filled with untold words
    On a windy day, look how this heart burns

    Little do i realize the reckless warm can easily left like a seasonal flu, When autumn comes the birds fly away from the branches 
    As everything is not eternal, though i ever knew

    Sunshine or shade is the definition of life, here only one season does not make a house, so give wings to your emotions that they also flow with the wind and find their home,
    like my poems can roam easily
    but will always belong to me.
    ©lazybongness

  • lazybongness 3w

    #season
    Thank you so much for the kind repost @writersnetwork �� @miraquill

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    the sound of spring

    The four seasons regularly follow each other, each with its own aura, which repeats annually.
    Where noticeable change adds flavor to life.A beautiful journey begins to analyse.

    "Period of the Year" Exchange Highlights. "Edited Dreams" Full of Twilight.
    The Tranquil Sphere spreads its roots while romancing, like an equestrian of France, begins the spring dance

    The seasons are the source of the ecliptic plane, the six seasons adorning the Indian earth. I collect season most of my mood,
    Sustain myself with seasonal food.

    All the seasons have serenity though Spring has more unfaded beauty.
    Here my poetry is born with utmost sincerity.

    Through the winter we welcome the spring endless song under the green cedar breeze are soft and gentle like silhouette of keeper

    Garden is the festival of blooming in spring
    Butterflies flap their colorful wings
    Unmatched gently the earth decorated itself, Cuckoo angel sings wonderfully

    Delighted to hear soothing songs in shelter The purple blossom mind flapped with joy and happiness floats in the blue skies.
    My emotions meet wordsmith to preach sentiments alive

    I often look at spring from the window, longing for it to come.
    Nature adorns like a bride, Love and belonging spread all around.

    That's why the heart waits for the arrival of spring. It showers youth abundantly enchanting offerings.
    ©lazybongness