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Life is to die
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dev001_writes
13w
Read MoreThe day I was born,
Was the day I died.
In the planet full of misdeeds,
There was no-one to guide.
With a lot of ebb and flow,
I'm close to win again.
World has been so cruel,
Suffering with a heart strain.
Life's doing good to people,
Not just to earn.
Believe me boy,
One day it'll all return.
World needs an update,
For a better place to be in.
I need to change myself,
From the soul within.
Struggling every now and then,
I'm up for the game.
Satisfaction is enough,
Not everyone needs fame.
I'll never still stop,
Even if it means to cry.
For I know the meaning,
Life is to die.
©dev001_writes ✒ | Oct 19, 2020 -
dev001_writes
13w
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Is it that easy,
To forget that night.
Where you and me together,
Cuddled with a lovebite.
My fingers grasping yours,
Like a jigsaw puzzle.
And together deity said,
We make the best couple.
Your hands went down,
Wrinkled the bed sheet.
You'll be mine forever,
When the day and night meet.
It's still midnight,
Outside it's hazy.
With all you've got,
You're driving me crazy.
Stars enhanced your allure,
With the moon on stand-by.
I promise you baby,
I'll never let you cry.
Your lips were so lofty,
Like they'd wholly own mine.
I'd stay with you up,
Till the next sunshine.
©dev001_writes | Oct 18, 2020Midnight Cuddles
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dev001_writes
14w
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In not much time,
She became my soul.
She established undoubtedly,
A complete control.
Everything was new,
From the rose to the locket.
Without noticing her plans,
She made me her puppet.
Days were passing by,
In her arms all day.
Wish she had lived,
Without shattering away.
But, I cried all night,
For the the fairy that was robbed.
Seeing her with him,
My heart hella throbbed.
I was completely broken,
with insufferable pain.
Hiding those tears,
I was crying in the rain.
Diving deep in my soul,
Where all the galaxies meet.
I still sometimes ask myself,
Why did she cheat?
©dev001_writes | Oct 17, 2020The Hoax Tale
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dev001_writes
14w
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Life is the most precious gift that you've got. Don't waste it. The most unfortunate thing is that, you won't even have a chance to regret upon it's worth. It's just a matter of seconds you'll go on to a switch off mode forever, unknowingly. All your dreams, desires and goals will end up in one go as the hourglass sand moves. That's all it takes. Still the materialistic world attracts most of the people, we're sentient beings and it's natural.
Well, with a psychological approach, knowing the purpose of life matters at this moment of time. Every human being is special, for a specific purpose. It's just that we get diverted over time. There's nothing in this world you can't achieve. You gotta choose for yourself. Living a life with a clear vision towards what you want to achieve or a clueless life like someone lost at sea. Your bold decisions and brave deeds will lead you to your success story.
People always want to hear that buzzing in their ears, “well played”. But oopsies, that's the rarest case. Most of the time you'll get naysayers. And you know what, that's your real rivalry, the time to test your strength and capabilities. Even if you'll fail, you'll get up stronger next time. Believe this, no one makes you stronger than your foe. So it's upon your vision towards how you want to be in this merciless world, with a ‘well played’ or a ‘it can't be done’?
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Drop your answer in the comment box.
©dev001_writes | Oct 15, 2020Life's A Game: “Better Well Played”
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dev001_writes
17w
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I'm waiting for the sunrise,
It's still midnight.
My brain's almost dead,
Heart's willing to hold you tight.
Caught up in this world,
I was always so alone.
Our friendship is something,
I'll never disown.
I'm walking on the stars,
Ain't afraid of the height.
The day you met me,
Felt as high as a kite.
The day's quite special,
You're almost a teen.
My Corona's ending soon,
You're substituted vaccine.
I still recall the days,
We used to talk a lot.
Down the memory Lane,
You're the best that I've got.
I wish you all the best,
For your future that's so bright.
Don't eat the cake alone,
Lemme have a small bite!
©dev001_writes | Oct 15, 2020Indelible Memories
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dev001_writes
17w
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Uhm, I know
I can do it as a whole.
But there's something that still keeps me away from listening to my soul.
Penning down thoughts
is always a relieve,
And being a beginner
it shook my belief.
Lemme be honest,
there's a lot in my mind.
Clinging to her memories,
it all intertwined.
But somehow I knew,
I'd have a great start.
Give me some more time,
I'll be back with my art.
©dev001_writes | Oct 15, 2020“The Novice Writer”
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ashlen
14w
Read MoreCome let me tell you my story //
You can call me a survivor of acid attack
Stop there don't pity me coz I'm a fighter you know
The reason of this attack is still unknown to myself
"What can a simple girl coming from a middle class background do someone to get this scar of lifelong", I question this myself everyday
You know while lying in hospital bed with pain so unbearable all over my body
I could hear my family weeping
Don't let your imagination run wild coz they were crying not because of how much pain I was in but about "Who would marry me"?and what not
Should I think they were worried about my future to keep my mind at ease
So my heart will not feel so cold //
Finally the day came when I was discharged, they handed me a present for my recovery
I guess you all might have imagined what I received -flowers, jewelry you think so
It was a simple shawl to cover my face so I may not scare people away but who would tell them that the beast who attacked me is freely walking somewhere without covering their face //
The pain of burning sensation is still bearable unlike the look of fear, disgust, pity, hatred in the eyes of people feels unbearable
They see me like a "monster"
I remind myself that I have to live in this society till my last breath
So accepting that look of disgust is the only solution and so with all my courage what I do is "smile" back at their faces //
Let me tell you a secret I don't dare to look in the mirror with fear I may not be able to accept myself
Yet to face the society so it may not look down upon me I put up a smile
If one day I become courageous to accept myself while smiling in front of mirror //
Will this society change their way of seeing me? And accept my face like before
Will this society stop treating me like a culprit?
Will my own family accept me without conditions?
Will you all be able to love me with this scar?
Will you all let me live freely?
I question this to the heartless people of society..Fighter of Acid Attack
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sanyaaaa
15w
Read More"Mubarak ho beti hui hai"
Papa seems so happyyy,
He kissed me and i could see
His happy happy tears fighting
To come out but he is not allowing.
I could see mumma peeking so that
She could see me from Papa's arms.
It is such a beautiful moment.
I am so excited to be part of
Such a beautiful world and family.
Until I got to know being a girl gonna
Be so much tough.
But I could see happiness and love in my
Parents eyes.
Why others are not congratulating and happy like my parents and why
Only patting my father's shoulder.
Maybe there must be something.
I am getting older
I started saying Maa
And everyone is so happy.
Mumma buys me beautiful skirts
And dresses and everybody loves it.
Until something happened and my
Whole life is changed.
I started menstruating
"Dear,now you are not just a girl
Now you are Woman
You must know how to take care of
Yourself.
Dont let anyone touch you or Dont talk to boys" My mom said.
Now nobody likes my short skirts and dresses
Many people strangely looks at me
And pass some random comments.
I dont know how suddenly people
Transform their thoughts.
This world looks so cruel and I feel so let out.
People judgements affects me
Their thoughts haunts me ,And I dont know how to react.
And whenever I try talking about this
To someone they find excuse
Saying every girl have to go through this.
Yes every girl fight with these evil thoughts but what about me?
Saying this will reduce my pain?
I somehow managed all this
Then later they say,
Daughters are responsiblity
This is not there home
They have to settle with some
Unknown guy which earlier was not allowed to talk with. Now forced to live with him.
Ma, this is not my home?
I lived here more than 20 years
And now this is not my home?
And somewhere I never lived is My home now?
Will they accept that now its my home?
"Yes, they will. They want you, you complete their family and they will love you more than us."
I nodded.
I again accepted it and get married.
Other day my mother in law said,
" We gave dowry of 30 lacs
To my elder daughter and now look she is
So much happy in her life."
And then I remember what my mother
Said that now "this gonne be your home"
But Mom, why they need other materialistic
Things when i came here where no one knows me, i dont know them
I dont even know what they think of me
I dont know what expectation i have
To fulfill.
I am here to complete a family
Breaking myself into two equal halves.
But now this is what my life looks like.
I cant be more stressful to my family
Which have now sent their liability to
Some other family.
And Now they are giving me a place to live
How could I hurt their expectations.
But the only thing i wanna know is
Which home is mine?
Whenever I talk with my husband why he says
"This is not your father's home you cant do
Anything without my permission."
I stay silent and wonder so which home
Is mine?
And when i am pregnant for 3 months why my mother in law said with such confirmation and smile I know this would be our Son and will light up our home.
The one who did all the compromises and
Sacrifices is still unwanted.
The one who accept every harsh reality is still
Undesirable.
Why girls are unwanted when they are the ones who gave life to other humans.
They bear unbearable pain every month
to gave a birth to a baby and still not respected.
And when they again says,
"Mubarak ho beti hui hai"
I understand the irony why people don't congratulate because they don't deserve the greatest blessing they got.
Kudos to those women who go through with this everyday. :)
Be a strong woman and raise a strong woman
Kindly don't write beautiful without even reading :)
Skip if you want,It hardly matters..
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I don't believe in magic and miracles,
Until I saw you.
©Sanya -
sanyaaaa
14w
It was written in stars that
We might end up losing each other but while breaking we will make each other wishes come true. -
zohiii
13w
Read MoreI've lost the will and sense to talk—
to talk to anyone; I'd rather stare
at the walls, because they listen
patiently, with changing moods
as the dusk falls over the room,
but you laugh at my miseries;
you giggle when I say I am sad,
but then you post stories on
Instagram about suicidal
awareness, that's just how
fickle you are; what has
happened to us and how did
this come through, when did
empathy become this trick you'd
replace with a circus act and
earn good money; I've lost all
will, and trust in you, I'm on my
own and to have thought that
you and I were sailing in the
same boat was my folly,
and I paid a price; talking isn't
helping, it's becoming shallow,
perhaps, it's happening what
happens with an overused
mechanism, it has become
rusty, annoys me to no extent,
I think I'm losing sanity,
but I can still hear you laughing.
©zohiii // #reposts_from_hiver.
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raika_
14w
Read More@zohiii thankyou for the title talented insan
@thewordplayer I wrote while traveling.
@allbymyself @pen_and_paper *waves* #rfav
First paragraph--quite literalBy the infinity, with the sun
The sun and I, run side by side
it touched the skies when I hit the road
and it hit horizon when I touched home
but the time in between
when we run side by side
it tells me about the skies
and I tell it about the people
sun tells me how it has been
all around the world
but loves it when
the moon comes up
and they both sit
on the clouds together
hand in hand
and the moon tells it about
all the stars
and the sun tells it about
flowers and butterflies
sun says he can die daily
to hide in the darkness
and hear her lady in the moon
as she sings to the night
and tells tales to the stars
sun then asks me about him
I smile and shrug
about her, I smile and shrug
about them, I smile and shrug
and it raises it's eyebrows
I sigh and I tell the sun
how people, unlike stars
come and leave faster than
the cars we're passing by today
how they are painted in a
different shade every day
which resembles the last one
but the familiarity soon fades away
sun shines a little extra that moment
in an attempt to make life
brighter with light
I smile
we then bid good bye
without saying the words
as he summons to the horizon
and I- to home
-raika -
Old is Gold
Black and white picture
has its own beauty
in bringing back our
olden days memories.
Means of communication,
though for few seconds,
left us satisfied and nostalgic.
Now, 24x7 even though we can chat
with these new technologies,
the materialistic greed for a better one
with camera which can capture
colourful scenario is acceptable and
appreciated.
©sproutedseeds
18.10.20 -
Autumn
I drown myself everytime
into the abyss of my eyeballs
to get the oxymoron immortally mortal
which is not well highlighted in my mind
the shallow circles of past.
I often think that past leaves its shadow
on the lawn of present
and the bushes of memories
grow wild, towards the
corridors of silence,
Time becomes quite visible when
I close my eyes in the form of a crescent
and a song runs throughout my mind
reminding that I will die someday
and leave the hollow of my body
to rest in peace,
Thoughts are some custard of perplextion,
a custard which we prepare everyday
to feed our mind in solitude.
Thinking that we are done,
done in writing a goodbye letter
to ourselves, is an ember of utterance
because we will live until
we get to rest on the pillows,
cushions and a bed of bare soils,
the earth hugs us after our death,
a way like our mothers do in childhood.
Then why do I
narrow my lips for someone
who is ready for a kiss,
bridge apart from someone
who is my fate?
I think the answer should be -
I am afraid to fly high like the naptha vapours
I may not be able to hold my tears again,
may not crave for its moisture
I hesitate, fear steps my eyelashes
for the last time
Death rests on my eyes
I stop blinking,
My eyeballs become still,
My body is not a part of me,
My soul erases my existence
and resigns my body
to the arms of death.
I was a mere paper bathed with the ink of emotions
now I am just a paper leaving a blank note,
And all I knew till my lifetime was that
nature introduces its seasons
in its own way.
- coral -
_delta
13w
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xxandata23
13w
Volcano
Volcano heats up
Magma scatter in surprise
Bright smoke in sky
©xxandata23
