Miraquill
Its time to heal the wounds given by me.
Its time to show the real existence of love,
Its time to appreciate each other's efforts.
Its time to bandage the bleedings with more affection and care.
Its time to create joy in our life.
The more we understand, the more we accept
"no one is perfect enough to become an ideal match"
Its okay sometimes life becomes a big mess.
Its time to fix the trust once broken into pieces.
its time to break the silence of emotions.
©world_of_darkness
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world_of_darkness
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Read MoreTried to write something after such a long period of time��hope you guys pasand me!����
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I dont need a hand to hold
Even if my soul gets old
And my mind gets cold
Coz i got deep burning fire in my soul.
Undoubtedly i search for myself
When i feel down and find my own scattered pieces of those stolen parts.
Mostly i find myself when i close my eyes .
So what's the point to be humble and wise?
In these days of hardships given by me,
I learn to love myself and to adore myself.
Coz i dont care bout anyone anymore
so i don't expect anyone to love me unconditionally the way i use to love myself.
However nowadays i tend to loose my temper and sometimes i shout at my wellwishers.
Yeah, thats the fu*king truth and i proudly accept sometimes i acted like a bi*ch and deliberately cross the line .
But my soul is at peace right now coz
No longer i pretend ,anyone matters to me at all. Now I'm insane but not alone again.
I buried my soul in the dark night
A night where my soul becomes more darker and shady.
While i never discovered my weird side before maybe i was much afraid to explore the depth of sea of those busy places with unwantes blurry faces.
No longer i was broken and torn apart
And my nasty dark scars have been completely hidden .
Now it's time to show no mercy to the cursed people of this universe.
As i've no more tears to shed as I'm the queen of bloody hell.©world_of_darkness
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Kaafi time baad kuch likhi�� hmesa ki taraf incomplete writing but koi naa jald hi complete krungi.��
Beautiful but broken
I planned to start a new chapter so
I skipped and erased some old pages as
I was the most determined passionate
Becoz my intelligence was once controlled by my ego that was actually contradicting the old beliefs and the world's tradition.
Though i never felt broken and alone
But i was more often frightened than hurt
I couldn't barely even figure out
Something was killing me inside but
Soon i realized, i actually lost something
i was on the road with no destination.
Most probably i made a mistake
So I'd to live with its consequences.
i was deeply ashamed of my own actions
It was tearing me and my soul apart.
My world had become a big mess
And it badly affected my conscience.
Now i was left with no option
Either i could heal those wounds
Or i can continuously touch it
to make it worse than usual
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��������������ummm this post is only for fun....waise bhi meko koi fark ni parta��
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����������������damn true......but koi naa ab ghanta fark ni padta ki dusre kya sochte h mere baare me ����������
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mr_coolsj
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Read Moreसुख-दुख को शब्दो में पिरोता चला गया
मिराकी पर बकवास करता चला गया ...��
#RaNdom #DeCember #mOoD
#ImaginarYतो अर्ज़ है ..
कलम है , कागज़ है कोरा
गज़ल लिख रहा हूं मैं
जन्म से मेरी जिंदगी का
वो वक्त लिख रहा हूं मैं
हीर तुम , रांझा नहीं मैं
सरेआम इश्क़ कर रहा हूं मैं
एक हसीन शाम में
उस रात को लिख रहा हु मैं
तुझपे लिखी शायरी
वो कलम तोड़ रहा हूं मैं
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rani_shri
35w
Read More#nayab_naushad
फ़कत- probably
लाज़मी- obvious
तजुर्बा- experience
लौ- flame
कफ़स- cage
हर्फ़- words
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फ़कत तन्हा दिलों को आशियाना लाज़मी सा था,
बिना मंज़िल सफ़र से लौट आना लाज़मी सा था।
जवानी थी बुलंदी पर कई अरमाँ मचलते थे,
तज़ुर्बे के लिये तो दिल लगाना लाज़मी सा था।
लगी जो आग दिल में थी बुझा ना हम सके उसको,
जलाती घर अगर तो लौ बुझाना लाज़मी सा था।
कफ़स में रह चुका जो एक अरसा उस परिंदे का,
रिहा हो हाथ में ख़ंज़र उठाना लाज़मी सा था l
ख़ुदा चाहे मुसीबत में हमें बस बेवफ़ाई दे,
वफ़ा फ़िर भी उसी से ही निभाना लाज़मी सा था।
समझ आती नहीं थी हर्फ़ की कोई ज़ुबां उनको,
ज़ुबां खामोशियों की ही सुनाना लाज़मी सा था।
बुरी है शायरी तेरी भरी है दर्द से 'रानी',
खबर फ़िर मौत की अपनी बताना लाज़मी सा था।
©रानी श्री -
elusive_me
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Read MoreA feather in a diary old
Long ago i had to enfold.
The emotions I couldn't hold.
It was lying under a tree
You picked it up and gave it to me.
"If I am forever gone,
then it will help you to move on".
Destiny slapped me hard.
You were laid to rest in a graveyard.
I was torn apart.
Then that feather came flying
to me from nowhere.
It gave me goosebumps and scare.
So I hid it in a diary and left it there.
After few autumns
when some pain left like withering leaves.
And my body accumulated some warmth
to withhold winters.
I felt as if you touched me softly.
I couldn't control and ran abruptly
With trembling hands I held the same diary
I looked at the feather
A sudden change in weather
Thunder struck my heart.
With teary eyes I relived again our story.
As I touched my face with it.
It felt as if you gave a kiss.
Now I write about you to fill
my heart that was once stark.
Love letters.....
And that feather is my bookmark.
#feather #wod #ceesreposts #miraquill #writersnetwork @miraquill @writersnetworkThrough the feather
I could see your smiling face.
When I run it over my skin
It feels as if you still trace
my skin.
I feel elated from within.
Though you are not
with me anymore.
I dip it's tip in my love
and write poetries for you
on my heart's floor.
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elusive_me
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Far far away
In a fairyland
There was a prince
with only one hand.
But as I was told
his heart was of gold.
He had a beautiful mind
and was so humble and kind.
The king wanted him to get married
as part of the decreed.
But because of his disability
The kings of other kingdoms
were hesitant.
He asked his father
not to bother.
For if love is there
It will find its way.
It once happened
That the prince was on his
usual stroll when
All of a sudden
He saw a girl surrounded
by few swordsmen.
The girl had fear on her face
They guys intentions were not good
that he could trace.
His guards were left far behind
Without a thought
He took out his sword and
with them he fought.
He had the idea that he
may be overpowered
but he was not a coward.
He fought them like a brave.
Injuring himself but the girl
he was able to save.
He was left in bloody mess
and felt down unconscious.
When he opened his eyes
he was in his castle and
to his surprise
the girl he saved was there
beside .
She was all dressed up and
Looking all pretty.
She was a princess from a kingdom
called Antriquity.
They fell in love with each other.
True love does not care of the
conditions or weather.
It just happens if it had to.
All you need is to be true
#kuchbhiachanak��
#love #poetry #ceesreposts #writersnetwork #miraquill @miraquill @writersnetworkIn a far away land
There was a prince
with one hand.
He saved a princess.
Love was bound to happen.
Love finds it's way
Anytime, anyday, anyway.
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कीमती हम बहुत थे वैसे ,
मगर ..
जब वो मुस्कुराई हम उनके हो गए |
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sajank
54w
चाहे कितना भी कहते रहे लोग
मैं तेरी तस्वीर को फेकने नहीं वाला,
और चाहे जितना भी आवाज़ दे लो तुम
मैं पीछे मुड़ कर देखने नहीं वाला!!
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sajank
54w
क्यों मेरी जिंदगी पर दाँव लगाए बैठे हो
मैं तो खुद की साँसों पर भी दाव ना लगाऊँ,
क्यों मुझसे प्यार कर रहे हो इतना
मैं तो खुद से दिल भी ना लगाऊँ!!
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Reflection...
I see her smiling through the mirror.
She started smiling,before crying.
The pen gave up, before trying.
I see her smiling, through the mirror.
Verses were burning, before drying.
Character was living, before dying.
I see her smiling through the mirror.
Words were injured,before fighting.
Emotions were felt,before writing.
I see her smiling through the mirror.
Meter was scared, before the night.
Haikus chose darks,before a light.
I see her smiling through the mirror.
Odes surrendered, before the time.
She sung herself,before a rhyme.
I see her smiling through the mirror.
Lines ended up, before the starting.
Symbols broke up,before chatting.
I see her smiling through the mirror.
Alliteration slept, before stars.
Sonnets hid, before scars.
In between all these,
I see her still smiling through the mirror
Because she was being created
With a tear in the fear.
And when the words go in front of mirror
They create the reflection of poetry.
Where,I see her smiling through the mirror...
©rani_shri -
अपनी ज़िंदगी की इकलौती असलियत भी हम ही हैं,
यहाँ शख़्स भी हम हीं हैं और शख्सियत भी हम हीं हैं।
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rani_shri
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#writers #pod #wod #ceesreposts @writersnetwork
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Discort- french mark to make lines special
Glose- 40 liner poem based off an epigraph
Nonet- 9 line countdown poem
Quintilla - spanish 5 linersPoet - The Writer Of Poetries
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Acrostics, do not they taste fruity?
Ballads are written with a beauty.
Characters without the air,survive,
Descort tends to make lines alive.
Emotions,after words, are hidden,
Fictions here, are never forbidden.
Glose are the favorite of the poet,
Haiku is written with a line triplet.
Imagery is inked outta the ink pot,
Joint alliterations thanks us a lot.
Katuata have got a writer's heart,
Lines of a Limerick create an art.
Meters balance the line perfectly,
Nonet of nine lines sings directly.
Odes are made for one's praising,
Proses alert us without engaging.
Quintilla rest with its five lines,
Rhymings turn grape into wines.
Sonnet changes the whole look,
Titles in the top,complete a book.
Universe rests in the writer's pen,
Villanelle, five tracest & quatrain.
Writer's block is like a black hole,
Xfactor is what is a writer's role.
Years by years writers write like,
Zephyrs of poetries get the hike.
©rani_shri
