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  • weirdowriter 8w

    Everything in this world is so temporary, Happiness,sadness, love, lust, jealousy, hate or fear of loosing someone that makes us feel scary.
    Even the body we are blessed with is temporary.
    We have to leave all these things and one day in the soil it will be buried.
    This is an axiomatic truth that we all are aware of and there is nothing lurid.
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 25w

    Scars

    These scars of mine are my truth, that i will never hide.
    Surely, make up can hide it.. but only for a while.
    I am confident with it..
    it's my Pride,
    with these scars I am 'Me'.
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 40w

    The CoSmOs

    Amongst the chaos, my eyes quest for the one who would show me the ethereal beauty,
    the sun, the moon, the stars, the galaxy within me, and holds me like gravity.
    Assuage the perplexion,
    Unraveling the mystery,
    The 'CoSmOs' in the chaos..
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 40w

    मोहब्बत

    क्या कहूँ इस मोहब्बत को, कभी सुकून तो कभी दर्द है...
    कभी चांदनी रात तो कभी अंधेरा।
    अलग इसका रूप और रंग है, मोह से लिप्त,
    दुनिया का सबसे महँगा नशा है वो, 'मोहब्बत' के नाम से मशहूर है जो।
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 41w

    Best Friend

    She and he are each others best friends.
    Her chatter never stops, and even if it's worthless he listens to her just to make her feel good.
    Her day never passes without telling him bitsy details, and his day is incomplete without hearing or teasing her.
    Both know each others secrets, habits, weakness,strength and pull each others leg,
    But when it comes to protect each other they becomes pillars and can go against the world.
    When it comes to relationship, they are either lawyer or the advisor,
    He protects her like a father,
    She cares for him like a mother.
    For world they might be boyfriend n girlfriend, and they laugh aloud when they are given this title,
    But they don't need to prove the world, because they know what they are for each other.
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 41w

    इस दुनिआ से थका हुआ मैं,
    भटक रहा था अनजान राहो पर...
    कभी नौकरी कि तलाश, तो कभी ज़िम्मेदारियों के बोझ के तले।
    मायूसी सा चेहरा लिए जब घर लौटा तो पता चला,
    पिता के साये और माँ के आँचल मे ही मेरी दुनिआ है।
    और थकान..वो तो माँ के गोद मे सर रखते ही गायब हो गयी थी।
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 41w

    With your every touch, my heart throbs and my soul loves to dance on that throbbing rhythm.
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 41w

    School life

    A hazy memory on how it started,
    Crying, screaming,reluctantly going to school with innocent faces,
    Then begins a new journey...
    New faces, friends,teachers or toys n games which became the reason to go to school everyday.
    Homeworks became a burden,
    Tests were enough to scare us those days
    The horrible nights before tests and exams full of anxiety and fear.
    Friends became the part of life gradually, our companion, partner in crime or in mischiefs.
    Making strategies for the tests, cheating tricks, planning either to sit nearby each other or skipping the test together when not prepared.
    Journey from home to school with our bicycle buddy and the pranks and stories of the bus journey.
    Entering the different phases of life, Crushes becomes a point of attraction.
    Passing nearby crushes n friend classroom,going to washroom, taking a tour of whole school or for filling bottles just to waste the time.
    Varieties of tiffins at a bench, playing games in break time.
    Convincing sports teacher to take out for games.
    Taking revenge, bitching and fights and again back to friendship.
    PTM the most disgusting and unwanted day.
    As we grow, performance ebbed,injecting levity in every serious situation..Going late to school, and punishment became enjoyable moments.
    Uniform was 'Pride' and one day we wore it for the last time.
    Farewell became emotional and unforgettable day.
    Words of the teachers became motivation for our life.
    Corridors still have echo our sound and buildings holds several memories of the most beautiful journey of our life.
    Nostalgic, ohhhhh those school days.
    Plethora of memories, and yearning to go back to those days.
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 42w

    Two broken hearts will create the most❤beautiful story❤
    ©weirdowriter

  • weirdowriter 42w

    उनसे क्या शिकायत करूँ जो हमें तन्हा कर गए,
    शिकायत तो उनसे है जो इस हक़ीक़त से वाकिफ़ होकर भी तन्हा छोड़ गए।
    ©weirdowriter