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Love
Love is life.
You can't swipe back or next
whenever you like.
©solitude_grins
solitude_grins
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solitude_grins
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Oxymoron
I wish I could hide this open secret from the world that a stupid brainy guy took my heart away !!
©solitude_grins -
Oxymoron
I wish I could hide this open secret from the world that a stupid brainy guy took my heart away !!
©solitude_grins -
Higher the love quotient,
More the risk of heartbreak..
©solitude_grins -
❤Bhari Mehfil mein Tanha
Rehna raas Na aaya,,
Teri yadonki tanhaiyome
sukoon jo Paya...❤
©solitude_grins -
खामोशियोंकी भी इक जुबाँ होती हैं ,
जो अक्सर हमें करीब लाती हैं !!
©solitude_grins -
Do it ❤
Spend some time with your Mind, brain And soul
They need you too.. ❤
©solitude_grins -
❤
My imperfections will astonish you,
If they don't, You aren't my kinda
©solitude_grins -
वो किसी नाव सी डगमगाती,
वो दीपस्तंभ सा अचल,
वो दिन का सूरज प्रखर ,
वो रात की चांदनी शीतल
दोनोंका मिलाप होना असंभव
अपितु दास्तान -ए -गुलजार है अमर !!
©solitude_grins -
ईश्क जतानेमें वक्त नहीं लगता साहब,
निभानेमें तमाम उम्र गुजारनी पडती हैं !!
©solitude_grins
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Menu teri chahat ve sajna,
Dass tere bin me ki karna..
Tu kahe ta jee laina,
Tu kahe ta mar jana...
©yash37 -
itscutewriter
175w
They asked me for the proof of my love for her.
Seems like the pain in my writings didn't serve the purpose.
©itscutewriter -
Let me lose love
happily
a million times
but one friend gone
I am lost
never to be found again
©mehreen1 -
आज मला तुझी खूप आठवण येतेय ..
आज मला तुझी खूप आठवण येतेय ..
खास आठवण यावी अन मग तू मला आठवावास इतका कधी मी तुला दूरच जाऊ देत नाही , पण तरिही आज एकटं वाटतय , परत एकदा तुझ्या वाटेवरती नजर टिकवून मन थामतय .
सुर्य अस्ताला जाईल , वाटही सहज अंधारून जाईल , पण तुला येणं जमणार नाही हे ठाऊक असूनही असच तुझी वाट पाहत बसण्यातच मन सुखावून जातंय ,
कारण फक्त इतकंच की ..
आज मला तुझी खूप आठवण येतेय .
वाट बघत बसणं खरंच खूप वाईट असतं ,
प्रत्येकदा माझं असं होतं ,
तू येणार म्हटल्यावर मला खूप बोलायचं असतं , खूप हसायचं असतं .
मनात दडलेल् सगळ मोकळं करुन एक मोकळा श्वास घ्यायचा असतो , असचं काहीसं स्वप्न असतं ..
अन तू आला की मात्र तू सोबत असतोस तो क्षण च इतका विलक्षण असतो की इतकी वाट बघीतल्यावरही आता हा भास आहे का खरंच तू सोबत आहेस हे पटायला काही क्षण असेच निघून जातात .
अन विश्वास बसल्यावर तू सोबत आहेस याच अनुभवाने काही न बोलताच , न हसताच मन सहज मोकळं होतं ...
प्रत्येकदा माझी मी मला नव्यानं गवसत जाते ..
इतकं सगळं जगते तुझ्यासोबत ,
हजार क्षणांच्या बदल्यात सोबतीचे चार क्षणचं तू कैक लाखांच्या गोड आठवणी देऊन जातोस .
तरीही आज खूप एकटं वाटतंय अन कारण फक्त इतकंच ...
की मला तुझी खूप आठवण येतेय ..
©manu92 -
naajnaaj
176w
गुनाह-ए-इश्क़ में हर सजा हमें मंजूर थी
पर उन्होंने तो हमें 'रिहा' कर दिया।
©naajnaaj -
I never thought you'd be gone...
Your arms were wrapped around me just yesterday...?
Or what seems like yesterday.
It's been a while now,
Tears were overwhelming
the missing you was way too strong
I didn't know my heart could take it I never knew I'd move on I didn't think I would
But I also never thought you'd be gone
I still feel the kisses in the drips of this bottle of rum spilling on my tongue numbing the prison cell that is the thoughts of you
I loved you with the life of me and would have given mine for you
I never saw myself living life without you so forgive me if at times I am a mess about you
Our arguments still turn inside my head about you I wish I would have said all the things I never said about you now it's doubtful I will ever hear your voice again I know
it's doubtful I will ever see your face again though it feels like my worlds end
I still want you here so I pretend and wish you here until the feeling ends then I just try to get through my day without thinking about you or missing you
Or without needing kisses from you
Or without taking chances with you
Or without making wishes with you
It's over but I'll never be over the stain on my shoulder and there's no fuccing way to ease my mind
all these days are much colder
These nights they are torture
I can't stand that you're gone
I never thought it'd be over....
©addictivetendencies -
ruhi_fatima
176w
Read More# this is my first story and it is really very close to my heart # I wrote this story at my school competition in 6th standard # this story is bit chidhish bcoz I wrote this at the age when I was child ���� # but after this I wrote many stories which is really matured specially love and inspiring ��☺�� # plzz do read it completely # it will take a time but uh will get a message through it for sure #dont just read it# imagine and feel it☺���� # plzz do give me a feedback # education # light #life
@authentic_munda @amritapaulchowdhury @kim_kim @chandni_nigar @arafat @rameez @love_poet @falak_kathpalia @mustafa_khn_"""ÈDUCATION IS THE LIGHT OF LIFE """��❤
This story is about
Four freinds kania
,kushal, aniya,anay.
This gang of four
freinds two boys and
two girls are in third
standard they are
very close to each
other they does
everything together
aniya (a middle class
girl) was not much
interested in studies
her interest was in
dancing ,kushal(a poor
boy )was excellent in
studies, he is so focus
and determined
towards his studies
,Anay (a rich kid )he
never take anything
serous in his life he
always take studies
as a joke or in other
words If we say he was
proudish about his
wealth as his father
was a political
officer and kania she
is simple girl neither
so excellent at
studies nor so weak
just an average
student but one thing
she work hard on
every work what she
has to do simply she
was hardworking by
nature .as they are
kids they are so honest
nd pretty caring
towards old people
one day, and old man
need help all three of
them help the old man
but not Anay due to his
wealth proud his
father when he came
to know about it here
ignored the incident by
saying that he is child
when he will grew up
he will be alryt .........
the life continued of
four of them together
.............................:))))))))))
)))now ,.........after five
years they are in
eight standard aniya
she could able to focus
on studies she was
getting so crazy about
her dance passion, and
kushal he is bright
student of the school
as always much
interested in studies
and so determined
towards his aim to be
an ias collector
officer one day .
Kaniya a pretty simple
girl she study she play
and does everything on
an average level☺
Anay his proud is
raising his level of
rudeness and careless
ness towards others
and studies
respectively. Anay and
aniya use to be depend
on kushal to write
exams they habituated
to it the same story
continues now they are
passed to tenth
standard kushal and
kania explained to
aniya that besides her
passion of dance
studies is also must for
her just she need to
focus for sometime
then she can continue
with her passion they
said if uh don’t focus on
studies then it will be
also a problem for
her to interact with
people through her
passion of dance she
will face lack of
confidence and lack of
strong communication
and they said if you
study for some time it
will be enough but now
if you don’t focus and if
you don’t study then
you regret life long
and they said (
everything in life has
its own time to be done
and if uh realise that
you will be successful
in life )and now it’s a
time for you to study
so better you study
for sometime then you
can focus on your
passion happily aniya
understood the
cruciality of the time
.............the life
continues ...............mmm.
Now,after six years
they all decided to
meet after a long time
three of them met but
not Anay everyone was
waiting for Anay mean
while they sharing
their success stories
with each other kania
and aniya was very
much glad to meet
kushal as an ias
collector officer andkushal and kania was
much glad to meet ania
as a top dancer of the
most popular show and
kushal and aniya was
much glad to meet k
aniya as marketing
executive and part
time make up artist
now it’s getting so
late for them to wait
for Anay they left the
place were they were
decided to meet after
few days kushal met
Anay he was soooo
shocked to see Anay as
a vegetable tender he
called Anay with full
of tears with in his
eyes and hugged Anay
and asked what is this
bro!!!!!!!!!!!!
(???????????????????? Anay
was unable to respond
to any of the question
of kushal but later he
revealed how after his
father’s death
everything has change
d in his life then he said
kushal you people
were right I would
have studied at that
time so Atleast I could
earn in an easy way
Atleast there will be
no need of selling this
vegetables And I
really regret why I
have always proud on
my wealth why I did I
hate myself I hate
myself kushal then
explained everyonedoes mistakes in life
but the unique are the
one who realize it and
never do it again and
one more thing there is
no age limit to study
now also you can study
and can achieve what
you want In your life............
Morals :
"Education changes
ones life "
"it’s not neccsry one can
be successful only by
studies but through
the talents too but
education is must inorder to get through
your talent "
"There is no age limit
for education "
"Excess of proud on
anything can damage
your life "
"Be sensitive to others
so that life is sensitive
to you"☺☺☺☺☺☺☺:)
~sn ruhi fatima -
rukhsana
180w
Leaving you
Was supposed to hurt
But my chest only knows
Emptiness
I couldn't hold my thoughts
Memories rapidly flow
And my heartbeat sounds
Like a silent death march
A sharp shard of heat
Pierces my throat
While winter seeks solace
In my breath, makes its home
Promises were gnashed
Fragmented farewells flowered
The way to resigning ourselves
To fate; the fate of the loved and the lover
But I walk a different path now,
An old acquaintance of my soul;
Littered with broken shards of memory
Learned from the tear stained wounds
They're better being untouched
Glancing at them, as I walk alone
I walk down this path
To the grave of what we had
She seems so peaceful now
With her power to fight a lost cause
Long extracted;
I walk as a nellipot
As the shards not pierce
But the cold aching of forgotten salvation
Still keeps me in embrace
I finally find the shore
To the sea called tomorrow
But the cold of our smiles reaches out to me
From melancholy' burrow
I dive down to be cocooned in oblivion
Ready to bury my head in the neck of the storm
But I float above, as the waves caress my wounds
I bask in uncertainty' warmth
©tigresslionheart -
keeperofturts
179w
Read Morehow many friends do you have?
a million or two?
do you trust them with your life
and do they trust theirs with you?
when you're all alone in bed
and the world is falling apart
can you depend on them
to nurse your bleeding heart?
when you have something amazing
and fun you wish to share
would they eagerly hear you out
or just pretend to care?
how much do you really mean to someone
who means the world to you?
the answer is pretty damn obvious
yet you still wish you knew.
it's good to have friends
choose wisely if you will
but don't place all your hopes in them
because at the end of the day
you're on your own, still.it's good to have friends
choose wisely if you will
but don't place all your hopes in them
because at the end of the day
you're on your own, still. -
_vesmir_
191w
Read More"you told me about scars of stars
and how light leaks from 'em,
what a lie they told to finite,
but were, still greeted as a window of infinty"
yes, I can recall that one fine evening of fall,
With sweet Meadows and insects buzzing,
Laying on the splendid flower bed
with fingers kissing,
we gazed the pastel moon
which pierced through the cloud
and seemed as if smiling at us,
languorous and scintilla,
with our backs kissing and
head leaning on each other,
days when our mind penned dreams,
carved moments we hoped for,
and how we burst in a sudden laughter,
labeling it all 'dumb and crazy' ,
nostalgic and eternal,
I still have that box of candids and Polaroids,
all uncanny and less beautiful,
but all jolly and none sad,
even today, I can feel them sighing
memories.
never ending chat in the cafeteria,
long walk on the unknown trails,
teasing and retorting
creating our own queer criteria.
tickling and flicking,
listening songs with messages,
pushing and slapping
we passed all death ends.
I screamed you held,
you shrieked I grasped,
it was us against the world,
we were crystals from black dust.
those hours still whisper me,
how we gazed into each other's depth,
with our eyes swearing on separation,
and binding hearts in forever threads,
how you always talked of stars and their fallacious glitter,
"such shimmery lies, aren't they?",
praising that pale moon and the blots,
"see it, I want to be like it,
all quite and alone
wearing a dress of forlorn,
with ominous lovers and words
a metaphor of vows and hearts" ,
you always mumbled,
and I just smiled.
"And I smile even today,
with the space chewing me,
you've gone and probably forgotten me,
but what you bestowed, will live eternally,
and I parole to look for you in Moon,
for a glimpse of smile that once bloomed."
-hw-
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Wrote this 5 months back.
❤❤.
