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Always remember, you have to stand still and alone. It's your journey my friend!
sanctifiednotes
Writes to have serene in my soul����
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sanctifiednotes
14w
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This bizzare yet tranquil is just being wild.
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sanctifiednotes
50w
जब शर्त समस्त समुंद्र से लगाई है,
तो लहरों से क्यों भयभीत होना?
जो तुमने कभी पाया ही नहीं उसे कैसा खोना?
और जब परिश्रम किया ही नहीं,
तो सफलता का कैसा रोना? -
sanctifiednotes
51w
Accept what you can't change
And change what you can't accept.
It's your life. -
Life isn't a rom-com
It happen in movies, it's bitter truth. But yes, in real life there are scenarios where you can be madly in love and still choose to leave that person and move on. This is something you have to accept in real life not every ending is a happy ending. Don't have unrealistic expectations. Have realistic one and may be in long run you will get a person who can fulfill that.
Tag someone who needs to see this. -
sanctifiednotes
52w
Right or wrong and good or evil are subjective.
In our childhood the things the things that seemed right to us might seem wrong in today's time and it is absolutely normal. The things we once believe to be good this isn't necessary it will hold true for rest of our lives. And yes what is right for you might be wrong for others, it's just a matter of perspective. So, don't always try to figure out because there will be scenarios where nothing is wrong and nothing is right. -
sanctifiednotes
52w
Knowing our true friends.
Yes, as we grow life let us know about people who genuinely care for us and our real friends. Friends are those who will stay with us in our thick and thin, not the selfish one who will come to you when they need something. So, value your true friends because these gems if lost once will leave you with regret.
Tag your friends and homies. -
sanctifiednotes
52w
We take things forgranted when served on silver platter.
Everything that is a part of our daily routine like our family , friends , boyfriend/girlfriend, possessions even the food that we eat. Basically anything that we get easily ,we ,as humans have a tendency of taking forgranted because you don't have to work hard or you don't have to scrounge for that. But just think what if anything from the above mentioned stuffs is lost? Exactly , that's the time when we will realize the importance. -
sanctifiednotes
52w
4 things you realize as you grow:-
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sanctifiednotes
52w
ज़िंदगी पहाड़ बन के सामने खड़ी है
पिता की कमी बहुत बड़ी है ।
आंखें दरवाजे पे जमी है
आप आ जायेंगे कही से ये सोच के ये सांस थमी है
पापाजी आप नहीं आए
इसलिए इन आंखों में इतनी नमी है ,
पापाजी आपकी कमी बहुत बड़ी है।
देकर तो सब चले गए
बस इसी बात का दुख, इसी बात की कमी है
छीन गया मेरा आसमां छीन गई मेरी ज़मी है
ज़िंदगी पहाड़ बन के सामने खड़ी है
पिता की कमी बहुत बड़ी है।
आप दर्द बांटते थे खुशियां देते थे
आप जीवन देके बदले में मुस्कान लेते थे
सीधे से इंसान थे, ना कोई अपेक्षा न आस था
आपके मेरे सर पे हाथ रखना मुझे बेटा के बुलाना
सबसे खास था।
हर दिन आपकी बहुत याद आती है
कई रातें आपके ना होने से बहुत डराती और सताती है
आपसे आज भी देख रहे है मैं मानती हूं
पर मेरे सफलताओं पे मेरी पीठ आप नहीं थपथपायेंगे और ना ही मेरे ज़िंदगी के इस सफर में जब मैं गिरूंगी हार कर आप सामने से अपना हाथ बढ़ा नहीं पाएंगे ये भी मैं जानती हूं ।
आपकी इस बेटी ने पिता के रूप में एक दोस्त ,एक गुरु ,अपने जीवन का आधार और पिता सब खोया है
आपको अपने आसपास ना पान से ये दिल बहुत रोया है।
इस बाप बेटी की जोड़ी की मिसाल है,
आप वापस सामने कब आयेंगे बस यही सवाल है?
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saloni__
51w
Read More#childhood #wod #pod #ceesreposts #miraquill #writersnetwork
@miraquill
Thank you so much for your kind repost ��❤️ @writersnetwork
Thank you for EC too ❤️A letter to the 5 year old me
Dear little me ,
Can I see you again ? Can I become the same little butterfly fluttering without any fear?
You dazzled like a princess framing your own fairytale . But were you aware that fairytale would turn out to be the worst nightmare? You were like a beautiful flower blooming blissfully without the fright of being plucked.
You were fearless procuring felicity in every little thing present around you. It was the time when the mighty sweet candies made you smile when you ought to cry because you fell while playing . You were like a white lily full of innocence blossoming in the garden called 'world' unaware of the atrocities of the world which you would have to face in future. With thousands of silly illogical questions arising in your little mind you would get appeased by the answers given by your mom even though they weren't right .
When world was full of chaos you were at peace revelling your own company and playing with your tiny toys . You were busy making beautiful memories with your best friend without the fear of being drifted apart from her. You used to cry when you were sent to school , you never want to stay away from your mom but gradually you loved playing with alphabets and chanting nursery rhymes. It was the time when you loved dreaming even though it was never meant to be fulfilled. You were a little girl contentedly enjoying your existence unaware of the fact that you will have to question your own existence one day .
I wish I could tell you earlier about the struggles you have to face. I wish you knew how cruel the world is , you won't find anyone to admire you even in between the crowd. I wish you knew you will have to face heartbreak and it might get hard to trust your own self . I wish you knew your friends will abandoned you one day. I wish you knew someday you won't be passionate about your dreams . I wish you knew someday you will lose yourself. I wish I could have made you a little stronger to fight hard with the circumstances.
I want to reconcile with you to rejuvenate those beautiful memories which were no more beautiful.
But I can reminisce my childhood only in those old photographs , in those old smiles which are lost now and even those memories are dwindling away.
I wish I could meet you once.
From
Your younger self
©saloni__ -
thunderbird__
105w
Read MoreThank you so much @writersnetwork and @mirakee for the kind repost. ����
i was trying to create the
origami of my smile
from the wings of Caladrius
flying towards crestfallen hearts
teleporting the universe
to the seventh heaven
bearing the heart spasms
from dusk to dawn
after shifting unknown emotions
meeting me at the intersection
deep into my cavern
and your were writing elegies to life
keeping them in sheath of poetries
narrating your story as the
Bad orphan bird condemned
to live in darkness beneath water
your words pricked my night's sleep
so i rushed to the magical island
of Buyan gathering the
enchanting melodies of Alkonost
and singing them to you
scribbling the song of rebirth
you caressed my speckled feathers
turning them all golden
naming me Garuda, the king of birds
together we painted the Halcyon
calming the mayhem of our lives
with dazzling strokes of red
one night, i read about Boobries
i told you about their art of imitation
how they mimic the cries of injured
for their act of hunting
you asked me if i knew about Stymphalian
and i didn't nod my head
you grabbed me by neck
and reduced me to vestiges
screaming out loud
"I'm one of them"
now i sit in a void
with closed eyes
hiding away from the sky
trying to draw the wings
of Phoenix
looking for myself
Ps : Name of ancient birds - Caladrius, Alkonost, Bad Orphan Bird, Garuda, Halcyon, Boobrie, Stymphalian
Phoenix is the bird said to have rising from the ashes
@mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay #pod #birdc #halcyonc #writersbay #mirakee #writersnetwork #writeBefore we met,
I was trying to create my smile from the wings of Caladrius,
now I'm trying to find myself, drawing the wings of Phoenix.
©thunderbird__ -
ltsoul
137w
I love this brown skin
That I exist in
But I love the soul more
Which allows me to soar.
I'm only passing by
In this fleshly life
From my home beyond the sky
Where my treasures lie.
Do you see who I truly am inside?
In the place that I cannot hide?
Through what may cloak my essence
But not my pride.
Past this skin
Who I am within.
Do you hate the color
Of any other?
Detest their existence
And seek to smother?
Take their air
And refuse to share,
Hate in the place
Where there should be care.
Who is left
When you only care for self?
For those that look like you
Will you forsake all that is true?
Turn your back on what is just
And proclaim yourself to be righteous.
Sad souls who can't see beyond the skin
Allow themselves to be enveloped by sin,
Don't remain weak-minded until your life is through
There is still potential for all the good you can do.
Through God we can wake a dream
Mine for you is to be redeemed. -
deepsea
199w
Desiring Her
They want the crazy girls
Who leap through flames with them.
They want the bright ones
That sparkle like a hidden gem.
They go ahead and call it love,
They claim to give their hearts,
But darling, what are you playing at?
You're just crazy about the fun parts.
You don't like her silent nights,
You can't stand her nightmares,
You hate all her insecurities,
As she cries about faded scars.
Do you call that love,
When you don't want her whole?
You just want that crazy girl,
The one who plays her role,
Laughs like there's nothing wrong,
And is always ready to dance.
If she really was so flawless, baby,
Do you think you'll stand a chance?
©deepsea
