my interests are in life's philosophies..
I bathe in the sun and kissed the sky I loved the ocean;an endless paradiseon a bed of sand I lay awakewatching the light slowly fade twinkled and twinkledlittle starsbeneath the moonlight the world was ours©poemsophilia
I used to love with all my heartand with everything I have. But now I realise how worthless it makes me feel. I'm happy with what I have, but when it comes to love, no one will love me like I need to be loved. I literally feel a heartache. It has changed who I used to be so much. So much so loving someone in a fantacy world is better than this real life shitty people.©poemsophilia
it's strange when someone says they love you, but they just move in and out of your life as and when they need you and pretend to show love when you bring up their utter selfishness and fake love. and what a disastrous choice it could be if you're married to such a person.©poemsophilia
may you shed fake love & fake people in the new year instead of shedding tears for almost no one.©poemsophilia
seek no love on the internetseek no love from the side of roadseek love from only that onethe one you call Godhumans are wounded beingstrying to fly with broken wingsdon't chase after them at allit's like chasing unseen wind©poemsophilia
you gave them so much love. and now it's just fading. a little care is present but, it seems like this care has no strength. a relationship is delicate and hearts can just be broken with nothing really left to share. you just can't give that person your all. there's no way you wanna feel the return of less efforts to no efforts at all. it just feels like clapping with one hand and there's no cheer. dull and lonely this is. like how can some people just be like this. all I learned from love is, yourself should always be a priority. knowing yourself and every part of you in every detail, and loving especially the soft side of you can bring so much peace and happiness within instead of seeking and forcing to be loved and accepted by another. there's no guarantee and no one too is meant to be with you to the end, but only you.©poemsophilia
love,but don't expect.love, but don't lose self respect!©poemsophilia
you'll find a way,until then, just hang in there.
I heard a voice in the windat seven in the morningit said there's a way out if only you keep listeningso I sat down in silencethere was so much of peacethis was the only way outand now I'm so happy©poemsophilia
there are no people to listen to you, and even if there are, they too are filled with their own burdens. but there's that one woman who just waits for you anytime and every time. she listens to everything you want to say or share. she is our lady, the immaculate conception.. she holds the love that's truly pure. and the one that gives you comfort.. you can always turn to her..Happy feast of the Immaculate conception of Mother Mary..
I hate the thing some one say that there are people already at top,at best so I should not try?It's like one telling there are many living you die©silva9490
You're a subtle metaphor,Too hard to understand,And unpredictable at times.Yet I crave for you.Hoping someday,To get enlightened.And possess the wisdom,To know you.For now dear,You're a mystery.©monjit
A little bit of hurt is the best armor.
Rest in peace while you’re alive, create havoc when you die; your words live forever.
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"Delicate, easily broken,and it doesn't last long. Yet,undoubtedly beautiful.Could it be that everything that is beautiful,is delicate and easily broken?Or could it be thatevery brokenness doesn't last long,that somehow,the beauty from within would come to surface,blooming.Delicate,yet strong."©Lan @writersnetwork @readwriteunite @mirakee #writersnetwork #mirakee #readwriteunite #poetry
- Delicate -
My walls have always been blue,Somedays it's a bit pale Somedays it's the darkest hue."Women", they say"Have fragile wingsVulnerable like a white dress,Delicate with disputable frames" The "Proprietary School"is where we go.We swallow dictionaries and storybooksAll made for us under the lawOf modesty and accepted norms:"Do not question but conform." Our skin has myriad shadesBut underneath it's the sameBlood and flesh of a sacred motherWhose eyes have only known fearWhen it's dark and cold outsideand her daughter hasn't arrived home.We flow into vessels ,we take shapesWe are made and remade,Loved and despised.We become a construct, a product, an opinion, a definition:A fallen woman, a damaged woman,A mad woman, A WO-MAN. "Women" ,they say "Have sharp claws, they bite.Witches should be burned alive"So, we thrive to fit in , to blendBut belongingness is a mythAnd to stand out is a lie.History, we carry in our bones,One that is always his but never ours.So, I shall sit inside these four walls nowAnd write down my story in blank pages Devoid of any stain and marks from the past."Women", I say, "Shall rewrite history , this time the ending will differ."©hridayee
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#R #River #Bestie #eveningthoughts
R. You're the greenest leaf I can find my drop of life on. I can land on you without fear of slipping. Dancing with you, I glide down to the ground and lie down with you, protected.©skypan
Boon or Curse???
You are the Best & the Worst thing ever happened to me, I don't want to Remember u at the same time I don't want to Forget u, I loved u but I am not loving you, I'm missing you but I don't want to live with u, I don't want to leave u & also I don't want to Stay with u, I'm in that situation I can't live with or without you ©feelingless_soul