Miraquill
Life Problems takes you Down,
Let's Allah's hope Take you to the Sky
©Nishad_nisa
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♥~“Everything we meet Allah in SALAH ,One day we'll meet him in JANNAH”~♥ ln sha Allah💗
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Mout tho sirf ek bahana hai ,
Wo kabhi, kisi ko bhi, kisi bhi bahane se iss duniya se lejati hai.
©Nishad_nisa -
Allah hum sab baccho ku apne Maa Baap ko saath le kar "Umrah" ya "Hajj" Karwana naseeb farmaye ❤️
©Nishad_nisa -
Mushkil safar me Allah k siwa koi saath nahi deta
©nishad_nisa -
Hum Aap se hum tum kab bangaye ...?
©nishad_nisa -
Zakam dene k liye ghair nahi
Apne he kafi hai Janab ...
#Nishad_nisa -
__Anjane log Anjaani baati...,
Anjane raah par he achhe lagte hai__
#Nishad_nisa -
Dil kheta hai dekh the he rehjao aap ki aakho me iss kadar ,
k...,
kash wo lamha bhi kuch iss kadar tham jaye k hum baithe rahe aur zindagi guzar thi chali jaye ........
#nishad_nisa -
U cannot change the world but
U can definitely change urself from this world
#Nishad_nisa -
Barish wo nahi jo bhega de
Barish tho wo hai jo har kham tho bhulade
©Nishad_nisa
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Moment
The moment your rough finger tips brushed my soft hands , I realised the worth of my poetry.
The moment you caressed my hairs , I was taken aback by nostalgic memories.
The moment I dwelled your arms , I found the most secure place.
The moment we whispered magical spells to each other, life turned into a blessing.
//And honey, your cosmic eyes are made to fill my empty sky with celestial magics. //
©pink_berry -
It is not the eye that weeps,
it is the heart that actually
bursts its agony out.
©zakariya -
_gk_07
38w
Read MoreSometimes,
You hide the secret cries with stars,
That you can't reveal.
You want to share those void emotions,
That you can't express.
You want to unfold the knots,
That pulls you down in darkness.
You want to smile with sunshine,
That may bloom your hope.
And,
This "sometimes" is hard to elapse,
Tick - tock of clock freezes,
Length of darkest hour increases,
Voice turns to whisper,
Whisper to muteness,
Turning heart to stone,
Dying slowly and so cold.
©_gk_07
#wod #end
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Edit : thank you for editors choice (26+) and @writersnetwork (8+)for your kind read!
#gk_editors_choice #sometimes
I'm thankful for every beautiful soul for your kind read and wonderful feedbacks.
Thank you @miraquill for considering my post as POD(1). I wrote it as simple as I could and it turned out good.
#gk_podSometimes it's even hard to smell the hope in heart-wrenching cold.
©_gk_07 -
ak_anjali_daydreamzz
38w
Read More#color #ak_prose
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2 Oct 2021 1. 55 pm
#ak_wn_repost #ak_pod
#ak_all_colors
Basic shades of RED are 20 /
& Coz Red is m y favorite color /
Thank you for EC ❤️ Thank you so much for the read and love everyone. I love you all here ❤️
Thank you so much for Repost ❤️ @writersnetwork
3rd Hattrick !!
Red POD ! Whoa ��❤️ I love this the most ������
Thank you so much @miraquill & everyone who loved this !
__________________________________________________________20 Shades of Red
Red ~
I wasn't even five winters old when I first fell in love with red. Beauty, from then was, etched on those tints and shades of red, as if, while every color passed by, red lured my attention and all attraction.
Cherry ~
Kindergarten was a kaleidoscope of rainbow hues yet the bento box with cherry slices sticked to my taste buds. Adolescent days had me fantasizing of cherry kisses that his lips would brush on mine.
Rose ~
I was a toddler springing with bees and butterflies in the park when that scent seeked me. Blossoms that enchanted me with dreamy redolance and beauty was red, a hue that sparked within me such vigour and passion.
Jam ~
Playdates and picnics baskets with Grandma's special fruit jam thwarted homesickness to a limit. After her, someone special also has his favorite jam strawberry, while my favorite part was stealing bites of his breakfast bread.
Merlot ~
Autumn roasted verdant dreams and toasted hopes on grilled grief and nights had me etching my heart onto parchments. Verses soaking merlot memories and dripping metaphors were addictive while amor was so far away.
Garnet ~
Purging pyre polished the stone heart into glittery garnet just like my heart that pains in flames and later let all the light inside. Grieving was prohibited, for glory awaited at the end of trials.
Crimson ~
Sunset ribbons red over the horizon, cloudland blushing a robust rouge. That was my first kiss. Twineyes in the drowning twilight, cried crimson to the careless waves yearning caresses. That was my first heartbreak.
Ruby ~
Pale skin infected with infatuation, some butterflies fluttered near hip bones and ruby pimples sparkled on my cheeks while my heart slipped at his feet. Later on at late nights when sleep evades me, I grind some ruby and chew some philosophy.
Scarlet ~
Though A letter in Scarlet print was stamped for shame, it synergized to pride through flipped pages. Dawn welcomed my days only when he spreads some scarlet sindoor on my forehead, and that's where pride glows.
Wine ~
When winter passed without a summer or spring in reserve, dusks lead me astray and some bottled wishes swished in an oval glass to bring me back to the land of undead. Winedrops that parched my momentary thirst knows how deep my drought rooted.
Brick ~
I was twenty two summers when I held his arms and stepped into our cottage in the hills. The brick walls smeared red of our raging scent and tapped our whispers. Those winter bricks sang lullaby to my loneheart clutching to a faded silhouette.
Apple ~
I wasn't going to fall for temptations in this birth and you shouldn't have too. Yet history repeats itself but altered in a way, in the place of single serpent, venomous tongues tracked you. And I couldn't say no when you pushed a poisoned apple into my hands.
Mahogany ~
I was sweet seventeen, scared and shy, eyes searching for alphabets sewed into stories slumbering in mahogany shelves, when his gaze crossed mine and we fell into a new story. Scenery turned sweet to sour while memory remained sweet.
Blood ~
A hue is innate to me within, running circles while blooming life into me. Blood red races as a tapering ivy, branching off beliefs, illuminating illusions and igniting musings. If passion has a color it would be blazing red.
Sangria ~
First grey clouds on our skyline didn't fade away but gifted some purple patches. They lay fuming betwixt frowns and tears. Eventually cascading as burnt red anger. That was our first fight, the one that we couldn't resolve afterwards.
Berry ~
I was as ripe as a pink berry, and kisses were never enough. Some cravings yearned for more than sweetness. We danced through blue to red and reached purple and sour desserts sated souls. One bite of berry and I'd think of your marks on my soul.
Currant ~
And I hide behind black and grey shadows when my own love scares me to death. Red also meant danger, so I lay under the veil of tinted melancholy, my love growing in the shade. My red wasn't really red, it was a mirage of black.
Blush ~
And he never wrote Poetries about my smile or sang songs about my dimple. When the last of my blushes sank, I realized that he did nothing but made my blushes bleed.
Candy ~
I was twelve springs young and ignorant of the taste of kisses but my dreamboat chewed on bubble gums as if obsessed of it. He replaced the flavor of candies and gems and sowed some red seeds that tasted of his breath.
Lipstick ~
Life was too short to stay wilted forever. As the spring of love dried up leaving lipstick smudges as signature of heartbreaks, I gulped some red and saved the rage to ensure my fight. Because even if love ends or not, life sure goes on.
©ak_anjali_daydreamzz -
Longing for your love
Ocean waves yearning the shore
Lone moon shines afar
Sunrays part the horizon
Winds blow diverse directions
@jeniayn -
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They went in the of
bring some of
And them in the ʜᴇᴀʀᴛʜ
But still my poetries were accepted by
That is why she has a on her .
©faisal_hussain_haqqani_ -
shaiz_fs
40w
Some sapiens weep without tears in their eyes and agony on their face. The world calls them poets.
©shaiz_fs -
i_am_girish
40w
Read MoreWhen i hold your hands in mine
Everything instantly gets fine .
Curiously waiting for the day when we meet ...
Will not take a cab together take a walk on that lonely street..
We will go to some place for dine ..
I will pick u up exactly at 9..
That will be our first date ..
So please don't be late ...
But its fine you can take
Your time i will wait ..
No one around us just me and you With a gorgeous night and an astonishing view.
I am a shy guy so i have to prepare what to say .
But i have decided i will not let you pay .
While talking with each other i will drop you to your home .
Reaching at your gate take you closer to me hold your hands and give a forehead kiss with a warm hug
We are short of time otherwise i can stick to you forever like a bug
I will try my best to make that day memorable for you.
now who cares for future if his present is you just you .❤️
Some dreams are worth to be given some extra sleep and seeing that dream complete in dreams.
©i_am_girish -
altafmurtaza
42w
Read MoreIt reminded me of a quote by Wordsworth
"Nature never did betray a heart who loved her."
So.... I wonder whether I slammed or loved nature last night!Love or slam?
Last night
I slammed nature
For being mundane
And today
Nature gifted me
With several
Moment's of treats.
©altafmurtaza -
andthen
194w
I guess the weight I carry in my soul would be a little lighter,
If only I would learn to leave my pain behind,
And yet I know I won't,
But not cause I'm a fighter...
It is because I hoard the tiny broken shards and shells,
I hoard the pebbles I find from ancient wells,
I hoard the memories I can but also all the wounds,
Because I'm made of clouds you see,
And I would float away like a dozen blue balloons...
©andraya
