My pretty lill one
My pretty little one,
I wonder how you handle my deepest sorrows.
In the emotionless world you were my best counsellor.
I have never felt this magnificent love with any people around
It was only you
Little did I knew you grew up more than me to handle all my frustration,
I wish your Mondays be motivated
Your Tuesdays be tremendous,
Your Wednesdays be wealthy,
Your Thursdays be Tenacious
May you have all the fullness of Friday
With Sassy Saturdays
And Scintillating Sundays.
©divya_johnson
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I love to fall over and again,
Coz I get to feel your loving hand
When it picks me up each time.
I love to cry over and again,
Coz I get to feel your soothing lips
When it kisses away my tears,
I love to die over and again,
Coz I feel the way you breathe
When you revive my soul.
©divya_johnson -
I fell in love with the women I hated the most,
She is ugly yet her scars made her magnificent,
She is dusky, yet her tears sparkled like stars in her eyes,
She wakes up to the ashes of her body
She mourns in the dark and dances in twilight
She is like a worm that is trampled yet struggled to survive
She was made a bridge for people to walk on her
She carried agony of other
And was carefree of her own sorrows
I fell in love with the woman I hated the most cause I once saw her in me.
©divya_johnson -
Its okay, not to be okay
Its okay when no one accepts your side
Its okay to feel void,
Its okay when your tears fill the jar, they are your jewel of diamonds.
Its okay to keep quite, silence will also make noise.
Its okay even you don't have anyone beside you, pat your shoulders and move on,
Its okay to walk alone in the darkest night, there is light at the end of the tunnel.
Its okay if your falling apart, put yourself in front of the mirror,
Its okay if no one appreciates your effort, you will be identified one day,
Its okay if the demons in you laughs at you
Its okay even if your loosing, you still have opportunities
Its okay to be unloved, you will be kissed
Its okay to fall down, dust yourself you don't belong to the ground anymore.
Its okay if your failing, when you succeed that becomes your reputation.
It is okay not be okay.
©divya_johnson -
Life is unpredictable so is death
Life is unpredictable so is death.
Live to your fullest
Live to love
Live satisfied
Live humble
Live beautiful
Live positive
Live content
Live soulful
Live jovial
Live at your best
Living with laughter is your success♥️
©divya_johnson -
divya_johnson 11w
To my Panda
She kept smiling all day,
Smile froze her lips
That was remarkable.
Hiding her anxiety she smiled,
Trusting the process of her life she smiled,
Her smile indeed was essence adding flavors
Her smile dimmed the pain
Her smiled broke the walls of isolation
She gleamed in beauty of smile
For her name defined her
She was but an exotic beauty
A princess of Smile
©divya_johnson -
divya_johnson 11w
Should I remind you to remember,
How the beauty of my soul fell in love with the flaws of you?
©divya_johnson -
divya_johnson 17w
Love for Energy Australians
The Joy that floods my little heart when people not only calls me "Love" but also show me their love, who dont even know me but only heard me wishing them good everyday,
I may get payed from the company I work for,
But I owe a lot to the Aussie people whom I speak to,
When I may feel tired to work, and think of giving up for the day,
Yours words of appreciation cheers me up,
Immense Love❤ Aussie Love❤
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divya_johnson 21w
I remember how lovely it was to wear that school uniform when she dressed me up,
I miss praying with her,
This day seven years ago,
For the first time I felt scared cause I could not accept my future without her,
There was pain in her departure,
But God was well pleased in taking His treasure and adding her to his kingdom,
Angels were pleased in carrying her to that golden highway,
It pleased heaven to welcome her,
For the world did not deserve her,
Can't wait for that day of our meet in eternity
©divya_johnson -
divya_johnson 21w
Day of departure
I never knew how it felt to be sad
Untill this day,
I was seventeen years, she was sixty seven,
I remember her tender hands holding me always,
I never knew how it felt to be forsaken,
Untill this day,
I felt the departure,
Departure of happiness, laughter, joy.
All together.
I remember how beautiful it was,
When her worn hands
thought me to hold a chalk piece for the first time
When her wrinkled hand wraped me around when I cried,
I miss them all..
➡️ SWIPE
©divya_johnson
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nechamar 79w
Between the scriptures of my heart.
Where words fail and emotions fall apart.
Are written the greatest stories of my life.
Of joy I thought I could never find
And pain so great
I never thought I'd survive -
mirakee 75w
Abc
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montex 115w
Pen speaks what the heart feels
Paper is the listener
©montex -
What if beauty was just another flaw?
Would we be so concerned about it.
What if pain was just another door
Will closing it be so hard.
What if love was a broken chord
Will we still dance to it's tune
What if faking was our best chance at love
Will we ever be real with ourselves.
What if poetry Was the heart of God in a soul which cant contain.
What if knowing it all was a curse
Would men still thirst for intelligence.
What if all these 'what if's' were real,
Would we hate ourselves for living a lie?
What if our own lives were misunderstood?
What if....
©jbbozie
