To feel alone and lonely at the same time is a terrible state of being. Unfriendly thoughts try to round your mind and push you to a look for space in your heart to stay, aiming to rot you from the inside. Everything little by little, starts to make a different sense and then no sense at all. Love, companionship, pleasure seem like a fading dream. Hurt, pain and suffering begin to be the only things left in life. To feel alone and lonely at the same time is truly a sad situation. If you ever feel so. I hope you don't give in.
©zofashan
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zofashan 5w
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zofashan 5w
I have been forgotten
by a someone that I will
forever keep in my memory.
I don't mind to keep them in my
memories, because life is an ever
increasing bundle of them. Good, bad,
weird, all kinds of them!
What causes me a little bit of hurt is the
part where I'm forgotten. It's nice to be
remembered... it's a way of knowing
that I may be missed.
©zofashan -
zofashan 8w
Always make time to give yourself a piece of serenity, a pause from the ever moving wheel of life, a breath in between overthinking and being clueless , a sincere period of recovery from all the mess in your head. Pay respects to the forgotten joy your body once couldn't live without. Better yet, rediscover what has been lost. Maybe, that's where your genuine smile lies, where your happiness begins again.
©zofashan -
zofashan 16w
کیسی گزر رہی ہے یہ پوچھتے ہیں سب،
کیسے گزار رہی ہوں یہ کوئی پوچھتا ہی نہیں ۔
Kaise guzar rahi hai yeh puchte hain sab,
Kaise guzaar rahi hun, yeh koi puchta hi nahi. -
zofashan 17w
Jisey jitni hai mayassar usey utni hi Mubarak
جسے جتنی ہے میسّر، اسے اتنی ہی مبارک. -
zofashan 20w
قدر کرنی ہے تو زندگی میں کرو،
میّت اٹھاتے وقت تو نفرت کرنے والے بھی رو پیڈنگے۔
Qadr karni hai toh zindagi mein kro,
Mayyat uthate waqt toh nafrat karne wale bhi ro padenge. -
zofashan 21w
Na rakh ummeed e wafa kisi parinde se iqbal, jab par nikal aate hain toh apna aashiyana bhul jaate hain.
نا رکھ اُمید ے وفا کسی پرندے سے اقبال،
جب پر نکل آتے ہیں تو اپنا آشیانہ بھول جاتے ہیں۔ -
zofashan 25w
Na haq do itna ki takleef ho tumhein,
Na waqt do itna ke ghuroor ho unhein.
نہ حق دو اتنا کی تکلیف ہو تمہیں،
نہ وقت دو اتنا کی غرور ہو انہیں ۔ -
zofashan 33w
جب جسم سے روح نکل سکتی ہے تو دل سے لوگ کیوں نہیں۔
Jab jism se rooh nikal sakti hai toh dil se log kyon nahi. -
zofashan 34w
یہ خاموشیاں ہی ہیں جو سب بیان کر رہی ہیں،
ورنہ الفاظوں نے تو اب تک صرف گمراہ ہی کر رکھا تھا۔
Yeh khamoshiyan hi hain jo sab bayaan kar rahi hain,
Warna alfaazon ne toh sirf gumraah hi kar rakha tha.
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the_speccy_outsider 20w
Remember, remember not to expect
As it leads to nothing but exasperation
Remember not to be possesive
For everything and everyone's going to fade one day
Remember not to feel miserable
And find happiness in little things
Remember not to be insecure
Embrace and flaunt your uniqueness flamboyantly
Remember not to be envious
Since it leads to inferiority complex within one
Remember not to wish malice for anyone
Diabolical, is what you'll become
But;
Remember, remember to smile
When the world tells you not to
Remember to laugh out loud
Even if you embarrass yourself
Remember to run like you are going to fall
As if a bull is chasing you
Remember to keep your head high
Despite abuses being hurled at you
Remember to speak your mind
If you feel redundancy is taking plight
Remember to help
If one is in dire need of it
Remember to be a pure soul and a good human. The world outside is full of maleficent beings strutting around, waiting to prey and spew venom on someone. Don't let them get you and most importantly don't become one of them. It is easy to develop a bad habit, but an arduous task it is to free oneself from it. Stop complaining and start living.
©the_speccy_outsider
#rememberRemember
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the_speccy_outsider 15w
So often we speak about Nostalgia and how endearing those 'Good Old Days' were when stress wasn't a known concept and all the aspects that encompassed our mind were filled with innocence. How mendaciously we'd steal the cookies on the top shelf on a Sunday afternoon, when our parents would be asleep despite proclaiming it as our study hour.
When finishing Maths homework would be an arduous task and writing sesquipedalian essays a hilarity. Quite easily we allowed that season of naivety fade whilst embellishing our sanity with the worries of the world that weren't even our concerns to begin with. Hence, expecting the unexpected and predicting the unpredictable became a daily chore.
A time that seemed bright and sunny at first became cloudy and grey with gloominess perversing in front of the Sun. Albeit, we are the one's responsible for it. For the land still suffered from draught even though the clouds looked down on it ferociously. Because not a single drop of Hope poured.
Brevity prevailed, and soon Winter hollered across the corridors, contrarily inferring in a rigmarole. It had an aura of being undisputable. A time when thoughts took over mind and sat on the Throne gaining control of our every action and reaction. The little kid that notoriously played around the front porch now sat there looking at the night sky yearning for a twinkling Star.
However, it doesn't mean that Winter will never end. Mother nature won't allow that. Spring will not be just a dream, as it is you who'll decide when, where and how it will arrive by keeping the apt focus. Past is history and should be kept that way. If everyone dwells too much there then who will create it. As this time too shall become a muse of the Past.
Therefore, throw the veil of confusion and step away from the nugatory path. Find a purpose, find your own Ikigai and Spring will do cartwheels at your doorstep waiting to enchant you with the spells of emancipation, making you the sole controller of the seasons in your life. Concluding the fact that they change by our own thought processes.
©the_speccy_outsider
#myth
Edit: @writersnetwork Thank you so very much for the kind repost!
#WNRepostsOfTSOEmancipation
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philthemovieguy 24w
I can already feel
The malevolent melancholy
Of winter looming overhead
Like the inevitable predator it is.
Heed my warning -
As most colors are reduced to
Multitudes of whites and greys
Hundreds of millions
Of atomic bomb snowflakes
Will be the end of us all.
Phillip W.
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raqueliswriting 159w
THE IDEA OF ME
You were not in love with me
You were in love with the idea of me.
You just wanted someone untroubled,
The second my problems started to show,
You were the one who didn't even wanted to know.
Say it, admit it,
You didn't like me.
You were just ready for the ups,
But not for the unknown downs.
©raquelgc -
chand__alfaz02 35w
Jab zakham hi nasoor ban jaye
tab kya kijiyega?
#chand__alfaz02
#mirakeeshayari
Follow me on instagram @chand__alfaz02Jab zakham mile tab dawa kijiyega,
magar jab zakham hi nasoor ban jaye
tab kya kijiyega?
~Alina Nasir
©chand__alfaz02 -
_ehi_maureen 35w
Today I write to you
Not about heartbreak,
Not about family trauma,
Not about betrayal from the people around me,
Not about my pillow soaked with tears,
No,not all that,
I write to you about growing up.
Today I write to you about how I hate growing up,
I used to think growing would be my escape from the world's problem but I was wrong,
Growing up was the key to life's problem,
Let's leave the financial trouble alone,
Let's leave the expectancy and focus on the sin that comes with growing up,
The raging hormones, the want for love , and the desire to have someone to call your own
Today I write to you because I thought I could escape sin,but growing up brought me closer to it,
I write to you today because I have fallen short of God's glory and I can't escape it,
I write to you because here I am stuck wondering if what I am doing Is wrong or right,
I wish I never grew older
©_ehi_maureen -
DREAM BIG ENOUGH
She sits outside and stares at the moon
The everyday thoughts seep in
Wondering if her dreams will become reality anytime soon
Or will they be forgotten and thrown away like trash in a waste bin
Following the saying that dreams come true, she had a dream big enough to keep her moving
Reality was tough
But even in the storm of life, her dreams kept her standing
It kept her alive when things were rough
Even in day time, remembering her dreams kept her faith still
It gave her the zeal to change an unfortunate fate
To write her destiny before it was too late
Her dreams kept giving her a strong will
And alas! She came saw and conquered
Her dreams made her the inevitable fighter -
curious_writer 35w
हमें तो अब खुशियों की गर्माहट भी महसूस नहीं होती,
शायद पिछले गमों के बादल काफी देर बरसे है........
©curious_writer -
Jo hokar bhi na ho uska hona kaisa,
Agar rishta bas naam ka ho to fir rona kaisa¿!!
©fly_little_more -
_poeticvibe_ 35w
It's a Harsh truth of Society ✌
#poem #womenempowerment #feminism #equality #poetry #poemsdailyIndian Society (still)
©_poeticvibe_
Being girl is a Curse;
Becaus before speaking u have to rehearse.
Some says if you cook while you are; menstruating you will reborn as a Bitch;
And so nothing can be done by a witch.
Some still think it's ok to demand Dowry;
After getting it's ok if u bury.
Thousands of restrictions on a Girl;
But boys go out with whirl.
A girl can't wear shorts in Public;
Coz others will think its a trick.
The solution to make things normal;
Is to treat others like Equal.
- Pavitra Bhangale
