Mirakee
Pity
Oh she got stuck
At such a tender age.
Neither she can't go back
Nor move forward and start.
Oh! What pity it is.
Oh she got stuck.
With some hollow things,
That meant world for her.
Turned to be a facade with time
Oh! What pity it is.
Oh she got stuck,
With the feelings once felt.
That can't be feel for someone else as such
Now it irked her all by the thought
That once make her shine
Oh! What pity it is.
©arfi_h
arfi_h
welcome to the world of my thoughts..�� Just trying to express my thoughts in words #digital_diary #notaprowriter
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arfi_h
3d
Read MoreSometimes we move on... We accept the fate... But the feelings remain the same... And there nothing much can't be help... Its like bothering nobody but suffering all alone...
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arfi_h
2w
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Just saying ... Because everything is possible #mirakee #tipsforlife #bittertruth #oneliners @mirakee @writersnetwork #writersnetwork @mirakeeworld
Gentle reminder
You might not be the favourite person of your favourite person.
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arfi_h
2w
You go girl
You are a whole world...
Don't get reduced to an option.
You moved so long
Not to get stuck over it again.
Just like wind,
You are here to keep moving;
By your head held high.
You don't need a shoulder to rest,
A hand to hold you tight;
Sometimes loneliness or failure may trick you,
But I warn, don't get fooled by it.
Its just a phase.
It will pass.. you will roll on,
Just like you did earlier...
You are brave enough to hold it on your heart
And still let go... (Without making noise)
You are brave .... And you will shine
Your dreams matter... And so you...
Don't get tricked by thoughts,
Don't get stuck...
The clock is ticking,
And your dreams are waiting for you...
So girl... Go get it...
©arfi_h -
On odd days
On odd days I think of you..
On days when my heart start beating fast..
My eyes go blur...
And anxiety grasp my hand tight..
Or when stronger self felt tired of being strong itself...
Sounds weird?
But thats when...
All I want to curl up on your lap,
Hide my face on your chest
And rest... And rest...
With your one hand on my head and other on my waist...
And I doze off just like that...
Thats what sometimes my peace can all be...
Sometimes, when all goes pale...
When its all hard to held...
I long for something just like that...!
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arfi_h
7w
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Don't narrow relationship into love only... I mean every relationship be it friendship or love or whatsoever... With no efforts it will eventually die...
#mirakee #writersnetwork #expeciencetalk #relationship #life #lessonsRelationships are not like wildflowers...
They don't grow by their own...
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They are like the high maintenance flowers of our gardens...
In constant need of efforts in order to bloom...
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arfi_h
9w
She will always love him
But this time,
Just not more than herself.
©arfi_h -
arfi_h
10w
What we know...
What we believe...
What we feel...
And what it is...
Are all different stories.
©arfi_h -
arfi_h
11w
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People will come and go... But what will stay with you is only you... So the need of the time is loving yourself harder and with not a pinch of self-doubting ... You need to be your best companion because when someday things go odd which will definitely go then you don't lose hope... Then you get the strength to stand up all by yourself and move on... Because you are special and you need every bit of love and success not because you went through a lot... But because you deserve it... Xoxo
#mirakee #writersnetwork #lifelessons #life #loveyourselfLove yourself
'cause relationships are temporary
But
You are permanent..
©arfi_h -
arfi_h
12w
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Sometimes we get lots of advises that too without even asking for it... But most of the times we just need a good listener who will hear us withouy any essence of judgements or pity or sympathy or just for the sake of listening... We want a pure listener to whom we can pour out our heart, cry as much as we can, wipe away all the pain if we can because sometimes we need someone to whom we can open up...
But all in return we can hundreds of unwanted advises but people forget that advise works best when asked for it not in free...
#mirakee #writersnetwork #life #listenerIn life we meet many advisers but few listeners.
©arfi_h -
arfi_h
13w
Someone rightly said...
To have a sound sleep all you need is peace.
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noor67noor
29w
I loved you! And i lost!!
©noor67noor -
a_brokenpiece11
30w
I completely confided my soul to you, then i realised you are a person without a soul
©a_brokenpiece11
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जी करता है तुझे गले से लगाकर
तेरी ही शिकायते करू ।
@i_singh -
a_brokenpiece11
34w
Najane Kyun Abhi Bhi Yaad Aate Hai
Woh jo April ke baarish mein ek he chathe ke niche bina kuch kahe chalte jate the
Najane kyun abhi bhi yaad aate hai
Class shuru hone se pehle aur tumhare class mein late entry tak meri jaise saasein rook jati thi aur tumhare may i coming sir kaha huwa laafz meri saasein mano lauta deti thi
Najane kyun abhi bhi yaad aate hai
Aisa nahi ki maine kabhi saari baatein bhulne ki koshish na ki
Par ye Mann bohot ziddi tha kaha itna jaldi bhulati thi
Najane kyun abhi bhi yaad aate hai
Tumhare sath jitni baatein kiya karti thi, ab toh uska adha bhi nahi karti
Maano Lagta hai sab baatein tumhare sath he chali gyi
Najane kyun abhi bhi yaad aate hai
Sochti hoon Kabhi mera khayal aata hai ki nahi
Phir khud ko he puchti mein kya kabhi thi tumhari
Najane kyun abhi bhi yaad aate hai
©a_brokenpiece11 -
perfectwrights
42w
Don't come to my funeral
If you ever treated me like a calender
left to rot in the cold walls of your
vacation home.
Unattended and a decorative addition
till the day your smart devices are nowhere close.
If I was a hello, to keep a dying link from perishing, in the warm lonely noon of summer.
A mental fantasy, distant in mind
and afforded occasional indulgence.
Do not come to my funeral
with your sackcloth grief.
Crying to remind yourself that you feel.
Telling vaguely remembered tales of a life cherished in the age of dinosaurs.
Leave my ash to the arthritic fingers of my father.
He alone knew when my body became an empty box of smiling death.
You know nothing of this dust you eulogize.
If you had more important conversations and bonds to keep while I lived.
Do no desecrate my coffin
with your pretentious tears.
It was never about me, your grief would never truly be about me.
So let my nose smell your rose before my heart gives up.
Let my spirit be lifted in your company before my eyes slam shut
or stay far away from my funeral
you narcissistic mourner.
I bid you farewell in absentia.
©perfectwrights -
jynxfrostbyte
65w
Heartbreak looks different on everyone.
It might look like nights out with some friends
or a night in with some wine.
It might look like throwing yourself into your passions
or throwing away their things in a box.
It might look like mascara run tears
or a smile that hides the pain.
It might be dancing your pain away
or running away from your feelings at the gym.
It might be putting on that dress and those heels
or those sweats and baggy t-shirts.
But nonetheless,
It looks like a heart
fracturing apart
just to fall into a place
to become something new.
©jynxfrostbyte -
I wish I was as good
at forgetting things
as remembering them
I am tired of living
more in memories
than the reality
©Khadija Chughtai -
Grey
Adam and eve, those white and black lovers never knew about the shades their each kiss made
Now love is grey
and not just fifty , it has a million shades.
Nishtha
©nishthapanday
