Morning mantra
Keep trying till you succeed,
Accepting failure is your choice but facing that failure depict the depth of courage within you to overcome your obstacles.
©queen_of_words_ashu
queen_of_words_ashu
Girl with honey Co-author Believes in "Self-Respect" "Incredible Queen of her Poetic Kingdom"
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Don't let people to adjust you according to their convenient
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Pearls from the garland of hope,
Losing their shine slowly,
Trying hard to polish them with positive glow,
Negative thoughts occupying space in mind,
Pushing me towards the edge of fear,
Negativity all around, stubborn and depressed,
Like wings burnt and no option to fly,
Somewhere, in the corner of heart,
Beam of hope is still glowing,
Encouraging me to keep trying, to move ahead.
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Allow someone to love you but don't let them to contempt you,
When you love someone, you give them authority to understand, to care, to support, to love you but not to rule, not to judge and manipulate.
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Blooming flowers of my garden are no more fresh,
Freshness is robbed by the ghost of past,
Struggling to glitter in the wide sky,
Scattered petals craving to blossom,
Hoping, it's not too late for another beginning.
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Never let one sided expectation destroy your inner peace
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Even without any topics , we love talking with some special souls
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Fallen angel screaming, scratching , scorching,
Every piece of her heart is bleeding,
Wings had torned, rambled and lost,
Still with hope searching for every piece,
Trying to re-live its beauty with simper.
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The more weirdness, the more comfort zone
#bestfriend
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No woman in this world will satisfy you, if you are behind every face and body rather than soul
©queen_of_words_ashu
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eshamahajan 39w
#autobiography #wod #miraquill #writersnetwork #ceesreposts #pod
Thanks for editor's choice
Its like a dream come true.I am a paper,
Canvas of a poet,
Where he paints his emotions,
In a metrical,embellishing and euphonious way,
Using different colours gifted by life,
He paints his soul and heart on me,
And I expressed everything who gazed at me.
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Playing with words,
And wreathing them,
In the beautiful metrical strings,
Gives me my own magical wings,
Using which I fly in the utopian world,
Where everyone is busy in making their strings pearled,
Spellbound by their creations,
I fell as if I have dived in dilettante's ocean,
Where everything is sublime in nature,
And that reminds me of our world's creator,
Wants to live in this cosmos forever,
Where I would remain busy in my own endeavour.
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Words and Heart
Kind words,
Enliven the heart,
Bitter words,
Shatter the heart,
But unsaid words,
Loiter the heart,
And leads to ambiguity,
So speak up whatever is in your heart,
And resolve the dilemma.
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One can do miracle with the words,
Words that have the power to touch the heart,
Heart which has direct link with God,
God who is the creator of this world,
World which will become more amiable if there is love,
Love that can be gracefully expressed through poetry,
Poetry which imbibe our emotions in alluring words.
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veenakathera 38w
बेटी का बाप
हर फर्ज निभाते हुए,
उनकी जिन्दगी कर्ज हो
जाती हैं।
मेहनत से कर्ज चुकाते हुए,
फिर वो हाथ
कर्ज के पास गिरवी रहते हैं।
सबको चैनकी नींद देते हूए
उन्हे चैन की नींद कभी नहीं मिलती है।
दहेज के चक्कर में,
वो जिन्दगी को खुलकर जी
नहीं पाते हैं।
शादी के लिए जमीन बेचकर,
बेटी का घर बसाते हैं...
सबका सूरज बनकर..
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Spring
Nature is blooming with aromatic hue,
Lovers are enjoying this charismatic view,
Wrapped in each others arms,
Implanting love and making it a perpetual charm,
Fragrant groves are alluring the nature's disciples,
To pen down some fascinating melodies,
Spring brings us close to the Ultimate Power,
Edifying us how to live under His bower,
It teaches sorrows are followed by happiness,
Nothing in this world is timeless,
So enjoy every moment of your life,
Forgetting the mundane strife.
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Not all poems are meant to be read,
Some are meant to be felt,
With the pure heart,
Some are meant to be visualise,
With closed eyes,
Some are meant to be heard,
Like the wharbling of the bird,
Some are meant to be tasted,
With love buds,
Really,
Not all poems are meant to be read.
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Memorable Memories
I would rather weave poem,
With your leftover memories,
Than trickling the tears,
While remembering you,
I don't want to disgrace,
The bond we share,
As it's uniqueness,
Doesn't demand anything,
It just spread happiness,
Among the others,
It speaks in volumes,
Without uttering even a word,
It makes me croon the songs,
Which I have always longed,
It brings a smile on my face,
It has gleamed my nights and days,
It has some magical vibrations,
Which makes me aware of your well-being,
So doesn't matter,
You are here or far apart,
Your memories will always be close to my heart.
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eshamahajan 43w
While disentangling my Elflocked hair,
He got entangled in my love.
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leena_afsha_ishrot 46w
Set A - divine power
Set B - poetic compositions
#combination #leena_unsaidwords #wod #pod
Thank you so much for EC @writersnetwork
7:01 30-6-21
Poet bleeds an excitement of pleasure at the time
To arrange words in an order
That reflects his manner of composition
That connects with people who read
And makes a bridge to communicate the same thoughts
Poet is no less than a prophet
As because sometimes he bleeds
At such a higher level in which he is unknown about the subject
His sensibility and capability to carry emotional aches has the incredible profoundness
❣ Leena Afsha Ishrot ❣✨
Ode states tranquility of mind
That is more or less has a state of the universality of thoughts
That leads out of extreme agony, stubbornness, or excitement
©leena_afsha_ishrot
