A teen who has love for poetry
Might not make any sense , but it sounds cool . So..... #love #life #thoughts
A shooting star
Every time I see him smile ,I feel like I saw a shooting star.It's beautiful .It's all I could ever wish for .©angelina_brooke
The times has come .It's my favourite day of this month .My birthday ! I'm excited .Not for gifts .But to spend time with my distant families.©angelina_brooke
Welp , what's wrong with the word 'yeet' ? #thoughts
Yeet yeet yeet !©angelina_brooke
Idk , I'm out of ideas . Just had random thoughts. #thoughts
It must be weird ,When someone understands you .Through text ,But never in person .......©angelina_brooke
Don't just stop , even if you're close to the end . Or else , someone else will beat you to it ! #inspiration #thoughts
Just a mile away from the finish line .Already ahead of everyone else.But , started to get too excited .Slowed down her speed .The others run pass her .Then , she lost her place ......©angelina_brooke
This is just a joke . I don't mind haters . They have the right to decide if they like the content or not . #thoughts
I just wish ...
Sometimes , I just wish that I can punch the bullies and haters through the screen . But I don't think that's possible .©angelina_brooke
I was just wondering ,Why do we ask for more ,When we already have enough ? Shouldn't we be appreciating what we have ?©angelina_brooke
#inspiration #life #thoughts
Don't give up .The ones who failed at their work .You aren't giving up , are you ? There are still so many opportunities to go for .Who knows , you might become the best if the best .Whatever you do , keep trying .Don't listen to what they think about you .©angelina_brooke
The one who educates you .The one who taught you everything .The one who help you with questions .The one who is always there to help .The one who always cares about your grades .Know who that is ?©angelina_brooke
It doesn't matter how good you are at holding back your emotions .Because , eventually tears are going to roll down your face .Just cry it out , don't hold it in .You'll feel better .Let your sadness out.©angelina_brooke
Don't Love more than people deserve, Love Adequate, you will be happy!©kashyap_shruti
#thoughts #poetry #random #mirakee #julietscorner #ceesreports #writersnetwork #writerstolli #readwriteunite@writerstolli @writersnetworkImage credit : to the rightful owner
Invocations go up,Answers come down.In the form of a squall;Or in the beauty of a rainbow.The sky is always lightening,Watching and speaking.Mother nature;Always vociferate.With many answers,That follows.But do we,Acknowledge her calls?©shashagilbert_writes
#picture15_wt, #ranjiwrites #poeticpeace #writersnetwork #writerstolli #writersofmirakee #ceesreposts #poem2heartInspired by The Fountainhead by Ayn RandHis Art was His Life.His art was his life,Never did he conformThey called him by many namesBut he didnt bow to the normThe purity of his artNo one but he could seeThey tried hard to change his thoughts But he wouldn't bend the knee.They called him an outcastAnd no friend would hold his side"Don't go against the elders wordsBy their rules you must abide!"Thus left by himself, No girlfriend or no wife, He wasn't bothered about the world,His art was his life.©randomrhapsody
His Art was His Life
Poem in Captions©randomrhapsody
Tuch badale Na kuch.Mere desh bada zaalim hai.Khokhla.Andar hi andar zeher ki pukar #life #inspiration #poetry #thoughts #diary
Tuch badle Na kuch.
Maa suno .Mere janam se pehle mujhe maar do. Varna yeh gira zamana mujhe maar dega.Zubaan hone k bawjood. Goonga mujhe bna dega.Kabhi kisine socha nhi , kalyug itna bura.Hr gully main betha. Ek hawas ka bhukha milega.pese k dum pe, yeh paapi samaj.Sachai ka sir jhuka dega.Mombatti jalegi , Pr hoga Na kuch.Khabre chapengi , Pr hoga Na kuch.Status dalega , PR hoga Na kuch.Yehi sachai hai Bharat ki Jo lagti h tuch.
#friend #love #masks #deceit #ceesreposts
Thick As Thieves
To the ones who have proven themselves true. To those people in our lives that give us so much more than just a passing glance and useless nods. Our friends.Our real friends. There are so few of them because a lot of people really don't know what it takes. Too many get lost in selfishness. In feelings. Many put up a wall of their protection so high that no one can reach them. So, truthfully, I can only count my friends on only one hand. Let's all take a look at ourselves. Both of the words friend and love are thrown around like pieces of trash. We should ask ourselves these questions. Do I truly love? Am I a real friend, or is that just a mask of niceties that the world wears so well?©robwjeter
The vast desert of lifeIs full of uncertainitiesFew people are MirageGone with proximitiesFor ultimate survivalOne has to watch outTrue friends like oasisWil always stand out©deepajoshidhawan#desert#mirakee @mirakee#writersnetwork @writersnetwork
The vast desert of lifeIs full of uncertainitiesFew people are MirageGone with proximitiesFor ultimate survivalOne has to watch outTrue friends like oasisWil always stand out©deepajoshidhawan
explaining myself because no one cares and why not?
sometimes I do things I don't want to in order to please them and make them happy, because I'm afraid of abandonment. I'm afraid for people to leave, because I don't want to be alone.. but I always expect the worst. I expect to get hurt, and my brain finds as many reasons as possible to hate a person, so that when I get attached to them, become obnoxiously clingy, and they cut me out of their life, it might not hurt as bad.
I have anger issues. I can become a very violent person when triggered. I usually end up taking it out on someone (not in a physically violent way, but I'll usually just send a really rude text and tell them to fuck off) and sometimes I take it out on someone who didn't actually so anything to make me mad. After that, I feel guilty, and regret it. I get really depressed and sometimes think I should just die to end this stupid cycle. I think that everyone would be better off without me in their lives.
I can become antisocial when I'm really mad or depressed, but that collides with my attachment disorder, which is why I'm such a clingy, "needs almost constant physical contact" type of person. Most people don't understand that about me, which is why they almost always end up cutting me out of their life because they see me as immature and childish. but I'm not, I just need reassurance that anything actually exists, and that's where the physical contact thing comes in.
I suffered from neglect for the first four years of my life, from my mom after my dad left, and still experience it to an extent from my aunt. no one held me when I was a baby. no one fed me regularly, changed my diaper, or sang me songs. no one cared. I grew up thinking that no one caring about other people was normal, so It's hard for me to genuinely care about other people, especially my family. I still feel that very few people actually care about me. I feel like I'm dreaming, stuck in a vivid nightmare that I can't wake up from.
and I don't know how to deal with that.
therapy doesn't help.
self harm doesn't help for long.
writing helps a tiny bit, in the moment.
art helps until the thing I'm drawing/painting gets messed up, then things just get worse.
I'm not asking for advice or help from anyone or for anyone to be there for me
just thought I'd put this out there so y'all don't think I'm crazy.
She Choked on,Unspoken words,Stifled her feelings.Afraid, so afraid, of being rejected.©aurevoir
You tell me to be quiet and expect me to shut up , you expect this silence not romance or love you go away all day not to a job but to "hang" I'm tired of your laziness it makes me ashamed scared and alone as you sit on your throne you hold me in a bubble and if I speak it pops , silence is expected and sadly I'm being neglected