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I loved you! And i lost!!©noor67noor
Word Prompt: Write a 10 word micro-tale on Pity
I feel pity on myself for i loved you!
Demon in us! Or angel in us! Who should be out, Depends on your shout! You made it soft like a cloud, Or hard like any doubt! You made something that should be of proud, Or something that should be stuck! Did you made things on ground, Or left someone wounded when found! Did you tell all burnout, Or let them workout! Did you let the demon wipeout, And the angel work loud! It depends you about, And of course throughout! ©️wordzforlifeInstagram ID - wordzforlife
अंदर का शैतान...
प्रत्येक जीव में समाहित है,एक नेक रूह एक दुष्ट रूह,नेकी जो कराए तो हम है अच्छे इंसान,जो दुष्टता दिखलाए तो बन जाते शैतान,थक गई जब ये देह भलाई करते करते,बदले में दुत्कारते है जब इसके ही अपने,तो मर जाती है नेक रूह,और हावी हो जाता है शैतान,वीरान सा जीवन और तन्हा इंसान,कैसे बचे आखिर उससे जो छुपा है,उसके भीतर,उसके अंदर का शैतान...Name : Nikhil JainInsta Id : love.vibes143
You know how it is when the friendship's merely a façade and you're only friends on the outside? So I went to China for a week without letting anyone know and when I got back, nobody even noticed I'd be gone©pinkink
Message from the firesI'm getting closer to the point that all wallsAll the barriers are torn down, Feel me now, there's a point to what I'm saying, and the point will come around when your ready to slow downand hear its sound, A message from yourself thumping around in your brain, A sound alarm to awaken, You've been asleep far to long, And forgot the mission you were on,To enlighten your mind, strengthen your vessel, and get to know the soulFrom here it won't be long,Watching the world from the outsideRealising you don't belong,Men have become the demons they despise, the greedier they get the more you can see the great big empty fill their eye's,Men that lay with men, and women with womennever truly satisfied,Now they lay with beast and lose all human life from their eyes,A true story sad to saysoon to come in future days,This atrocity becomes a normalcy, when morals became second to diplomacy,Addicted to theoretical knowledge, allowed you to trade in your humanity,But you you have the audacity to judge my insanity, formed by feeling the pain of humanities sins of greed and vanity,Expecting me to fit in to your idea of free society, Certainly plain to see society is painfully miserable,masquerading through life as satisfied with life and happy, With an occasional sappy extraordinary story of another individuals unusual heroics,To slap you in the face, with an awakening that your life has been mundane,and it's time to change your story,Step outside your sheep like categorySpeak a voice that's only yours and see how fast the society you once thought the only way will shun you.©rebeljones777
The pressure didn't turn me to a gem , years later .It did turn me into a hopeless wanderer . #mirakee @mirakee @writersnetwork #pod #nature #life #poetry #thoughts #love #inspiration #diary
It's a dead end The path I hastenThe belief is in myself To construct my own route . The shattered strength , it was not .The burden of proving to be the best , it was . The belief of my folks lied in my naive vow .My belief in myself lied with the ruins , now .©ady_sha
पाषाण है वह नारी जग में ,जो ना जग प्रतिकार करे,भ्रूण हत्या पर रोक लगा,रणचंडी का अवतार धरें।मजबूरी का बना बहाना,किसको देते धोखा हो,बेटी घर ना पैदा हो,यह सोच गर्भ को रोका है।भ्रूण हत्या की सोच हृदय को,आतंकित असहाय करें,फिर ऐसा करने वालों को,करने में ना हाय लगें।हर बच्चा अनमोल धरोहर,लड़का हो या लड़की हो,गर्भ में आने वाले से,सब जन को हमदर्दी हो।रोकथाम कर इस कुकृत्य पर,लोगों को समझाना है,लेनी है सौगंध हमे की,जग को हमें बचाना है।©loveneetm
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"First do no harm"
Nearly 5 million people have been in, basically, what any other democracy would call 'House arrest' ostensibly for the last 4 weeks and counting. It has now been revealed that the decision to take this extreme measure, was not made by the police or the Cheif medical officer, or indeed on the advice from either jurisdiction. This measure was decided by the Premier and seemingly based on the idea that it would be 'Easier for the police to enforce'!Surely we should not be making such drastic and never before seen restrictions based on grounds like this! I agree, it probably is easier for the police but I would have thought a far more important issue is the welfare of the nearly 5 million people who this law applies too, not to the people getting paid to enforce it!However, I suppose, if I was looking at it from the Premier's point of view, ie, I'm not included in this restriction, I have plenty of money to chuck at my family at home to keep them amused or at least not bored, in fact, I will probably see them as much as I do before lockdown! Then it may be easy to make this decision. Imagine, on the other hand, the other end of the scale, no income no job keeper payments, living alone, and although you have a hotel paid for by the state while this pandemic carries on, you only get food handed out for 5 days a week! The other 2 days you go hungry! But I digress, this is not about me! I think we all get the fact that the Premier is fighting a war and very personal war against this virus. He probably sees it as 'I will win at all costs' and ' ' Bugger anything else'... The point that I think he has missed ( although the tide, I believe is moving rapidly on this now!), the cost to the mental health of the nearly 5 million souls and the cost to the state of Victoria financially will very quickly out weigh the numbers and cost of both the dead and injured from the virus! However, this will only be seen in 'Hindsight' way too late, I'm afraid, to stop the damage to the people or the state! Please don't get me wrong his plan is working against the virus we are winning the battle but dare I say it? We will definitely lose the war which has been inflicted on us all by the simplest of mistakes. What mistake, I hear you ask?When you treat a patient for an illness the cure should not do more harm than the illness! To further this allegory a little more: the first rule of medical doctors is ' First do no harm', I believe it's called the Hippocratic Oath and is over 2000 years old!Clearly, this has not been the case! I'm sure the Premier wasn't as calculated as I've portrayed him to be but and it's a huge but, if you focus on one thing to the exclusion of all others you will never be able to see the 'wood for all the trees'!!©richardagar
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the wind is in the cherry trees here,and I want to ride a bicycle by your sidetill the end of the sunset's orangeof long, frittering shadowsand kiss you as the moon rises-in the amorphous face of the moon, so to say.Which also goes to sayit is a crazily windy day hereI love when the wind isin the trees and the shrublashingand infusing wavesthe universe-a meagerly shrubglisteninggreen sea- majestical.Which also goes to sayIt is not dark yetthe moon hasn't risen tooSo I would ride with you indeed- I wouldInto the end of the day (haven't I already said that-!)Which then goes to say that, this day itselfis an incandescent moonlapping up all the compound directionsfreely floating (you see,because of the wind)and I'll kiss you kiss the bracket of your faceright through this tremendous day in the face of the day that is like the moon.By which you should also knowthat I do not own a bicycleI am not sprightly eitherAnd I do not know how to ride oneMaybe it already is too late yetfor me to learn how to ride a bikeanew- but these are thingsI want with you-By- cycles I do not ownthrough the wind that jigglesin the ringlets of my hair,then it's gone.KissesLove, ah so many kisseslike spring timesthat aren't maintained in any territory of the world.You'll come to me.And time'll free itself from me,and float towards looming eternity.And these shall eternally remain things of the nowThat I may notever have- or that I may have to have forever,So tell me now, my sweet love,the difference it does make-?!- "- I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.” - Pablo Neruda.~
To The Man In My Life
I don't think there is a need for meto beat around the bush here.I just need you to know thatthere is no such thingas being "too sensitive".Yes,society deems showing emotionsor crying to be "girl thing".Yes society deems you are to uphold the name of the family.Yes, society deems you cannot be vulnerable. Yes, society deems you cannot be seenin a moment of weakness or ask for help.Yes, society deems you've got to bein control and any display of emotionswill have you perceived less of a manthan you are.Yes, yes and yes,trust me, I know..But let me tell you,I've seen my father cry in prayerswhen he rests his forehead on the ground.I've seen him weep like a kidwhen he thought all was lost.I've seen him get a teary eyedwhen he has embraced me in the moments of pride.And I've seen my motherbeing his strength during it all.And to mehe's the most courageous and bravest man I know..If there is anything thatbeing emotional makes you,it's human. not weak.It does not strip you of your masculinity.It does not make you look like a "sissy".It does not mean you're a crybaby.It does not mean you're "feminine".It does not mean you are any less worthy.Because true strength lies in being able to feel and expressand in dealing with your emotions,without feeling the need to hide..This, right hereis a safe space.You feel just as much as me.You cry just as much as me.You suffer just as much as me. Hence, you should also b able toprocess your emotions like me.Knowing that it's perfectly okay to do so..Remember,You matter.And everything about you matters too.And your feelings, your emotions,your copying mechanism, are just valid as mine..Thank youFor just being who you are,and for doing what you do.I see you,And I appreciate you. ©anamika06
Nothing elseBut scintillaAs a souvenirOf what wasLeft to believeIn happiness.Nothing elseBut memoriesQuintessentialTo bring a smileAcross a faceWhen it pains.Nothing elseBut images Now vagueNeed clarityFor heart's Satisfaction.Nothing elseBut a small gainConverted toA pricelessReward for ridingOn your own path.Nothing elseBut exploringSmall yet newHorizons whichContrast theirOwn true identities.Nothing elseBut perfect blissFound when aRemarkable objectIs discovered andTreasured.Nothing elseWhen a rapidPure positiveSensation is vibedThrough sensesOn achievement.©sargam7bliss
Let’s burn our women,It may control the rape rate.Let’s burn our children,It may save our child’s fate.Let’s go to the forests again,Caves may hide our pain.‘But you Rape the animals too’A parrot cried in anger, ‘don’t you?’Ok, let’s burn our forests, Wild life,It may prove a timely strife.‘But why don’t you hang the rapist’The parrot did propose,‘Rape this insolent bird’ he cried in anger. And it was raped. ©shoaibmehmood
The Dream It was dark outside-- almost a grey darkThere was a hint of mist in the airI was in another country Your country -- searching For youWe had lost each other for a long timeWe had been torn apartLike Romeo and JulietI was trying to find youI was told to come hereI was out in the country somewhere I came upon a caveVery large and darkI entered itAnd walked towards the back of itThere were shadows of flames dancing on the wallsThe air was cool but dankAs I approached the fire I saw you sitting beside itWearing a brown fabric robeAfter so long you were thereI couldn’t believe it You did not speakYou held your hands by the fireI asked you where you had been, how you wereInstead of answering And in an instant you disappeared back into the night All that remained was the remnants of the burning fireI called out your name but you did not answer Once again I was alone without you