Damon Salvatore
"So What? Gone a couple of months,
You think it's ok to waste a
perfectly good bottle of Bourbon?"
©thevampirediaries
#diaries
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Damon Salvatore
"It’s cool not growing old.
I like being the eternal stud."
©thevampirediaries -
Damon Salvatore
“Gotta run. Have a murder to plan. Busy day.”
©thevampirediaries -
Elijah Mikaelson
"I believe that when you love someone and that person loves you in return, you're uniquely vulnerable. They have a power to hurt you like nothing else."
©thevampirediaries -
laconic_words 3w
#diary #diaries #dark #sin #mirakee #writersnetwork #stories #ttt #quoteoftheday #writersofmirakee
#poetry #love #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poem #poet #quotes #poetsofinstagram #writer #poems #writing #thoughts #wordporn #quoteoftheday #writersofig #writerscommunity #poetrylovers #poetryofinstagram #words #writingcommunitySome expressions and emotions are so harsh,
That it's a sin for a writer to write them.
Reason being, the diaries of writers are forbidden fruits.
Reading it, is a sin as well.
©laconic_words -
And those delicate feathers...
Write all those beautiful stories
They are my secrets..hidden...
In the big brown vintage book...
Only you are allowed to peep in..
Because its all about me and you
©pearlpoetry -
Books
Every book is unique
& posses it's own personality.
Some describes someone's personality,
Some describes beautiful memories,
And
Some describes someone's diaries...
©rainiki -
_felicity 8w
Grimy old broken diary,
dead dry and broken daisies
Even after long decades
Smell of his zesty perfume still lives in that yellowish little paper
His letters written in eye catching hand writting like flowers blooming in fresh green garden
His face, shining like a diamond in a necklace
His smile, as happy as clam
His hands, soft pink comforting pillow
His eyes, gleaming like a fairy light in dark
His clothes, aesthetic as a glitter
His arms, blanket in winter
His body, shelter in rain
He, the perfect combination of daffodils in spring and dahlias in autumn
#autumn #spring #daffodils #dahlias #aesthetic #perfume #diaries #winter #rain #shelter #flowers #daisies -
Endings aren't always at the end.
Sometimes the beginning is the end and everything follows thereafter
is just somebody else's story.
©21gramz -
Aapki Humari Dosti Suron Ka Saaj Hai,
Aap Jaise Dost Par Hamein Naaz Hai,
Ab Chaahe Kuchh Bhi Ho Jaye Zindgi Mein,❤
Dosti Waise Hi Rahegi Jaise Aaj Hai.
©diksha_jain -
kjumai 10w
A cry.
...
....
' I should start first with that.
Shouldn't I ?
Well to all my neighbours, I und love.
Will we meet again?...nope, I think so not.'
...
Saying my byes to my whilom home,
With open arms I welcome a novel umbworld.
As I greet the airs of the ward,
A kiss from the light rays redden my cheeks.
'Am I this welcomed?'
As I was entwined in my thoughts,
I became more oblivious of the rather four-shaped space.
I still was on the bed
So I thought, cos it was rather hard to lay upon.
The doctor, a fair-skinned, took the forceps, then put it back.
She mistook it for the scissors as she was trying to ascertain if I was alright.
Having cut the only thing which attached me to my erstwhile,
panic was then written all over her face.
'She isn't crying'
'She isn't crying'
'Nurse get me that,
NOW!'
My mother was worn out. She couldn't scream , she held it in but I could still see it all over her face that all wasn't well. Doctors scents were everywhere. They smelled different from my mumsy.
'Well all observations are enough. Time to let the world know I'm alive'.
As I opened my mouth to cry, I see tears run out of her eyes.
'Is she sad?'
Doctors made their chin go up, a line appeared from their jaw, a curvy one.
Well that was it before I begin to bore you all with how the new world seemed.
©kjumai
#kjumai #myqoute #mirakee #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork @writersbay #2020 #layers #poets #poetry #writers #intothefirstlights #lady #old #diaries #qoutes #poems #writers #tobe #mothers #mumsies #stories #microtales #tales #salesINTO MY FIRST LIGHTS
...
Saying my byes to my whilom home,
With open arms I welcome a novel umbworld.
As I greet the airs of the ward,
A kiss from the light rays redden my cheeks.
'Am I this welcomed?'
As I was entwined in my thoughts,
I became more oblivious of the rather four-shaped space.
©kjumai -
yours_fortune 10w
जरा किसी को समझ कर तो देखो......
।
।
#words #wordsofhope #hopeful #wordsthatinspire #motivational #midnightdiaries #diaries #hindishayriअरे सुनो,
मिले कोई अगर समझने वाला, तो जरा हमसे भी मिलना
क्योंकि कहा मिलते है समझने वाले,
जो मिलता है समझाकर चले जाते है।
@the.black_quote -
kjumai 10w
LAYERS
Have you once quivered?
Owing to the trepids of being shattered,
Broken.
There's a figure...I say
all the time but people
look at me with "what's this one saying" look.
It's a steep stairway below.
Darkened.
And deep down she goes.
Burrowing into my inner depths.
Shoving the "so called dusts".
Telling me my inside's "*rott'en*".
"So it needs *wash'in*".
©kjumai -
kjumai 10w
DREADED IN THE DEAD ME
I write with my heart.
To the pieces of *mon* heart.
Shattered like broken
pieces of glass in disarray
all over the place.
My red plump of flesh
has turned silicate.
Hardened like cement
and sand mixed.
As I plea to my
lying on
concrete
the floor,
A maple leaf
fell on my dreads
A scent followed.
A cherry s
e
n
s precise.
e be
s to
My whole o
n awoke.
e
A tear came out of me.
Nothing to feel.
As I was dumbfounded
In my dilemma.
The concretes went apart.
It turned sand.
Then separated from the limestone.
My eyes were starting to deceive me.
So I thought.
The
all
white c
He oncrete
art of
On mine.
ce a
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P came
l a
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m flesh.
Tu p of
rn
ing
In red,
to b
l
o
o
Mix d.
ing with plasma and
The rest of its constituents,
It started to coagulate.
Plump,...plump,...plump.
It became.
And once again,
it formed
a joyous being.
It flew with all of it
ATP
to within me.
And I,
Was alive again.
Not dreaded in the dead me.
©kjumai
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#kjumai #myqoute #mirakee #alove #alive #heart #writersnetwork @mirakee @writersnetwork #ATP #blood #silicate #glass #2020 #dreads #dead #me #diaries #poetries #poems #poets #writers #writingcommunity #igwriters #wordpornDREADED IN THE DEAD ME
The
all
white c
He oncrete
art of
On mine.
ce a
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Tu p of
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Mix d.
ing with
©kjumai -
Damon Salvatore
Hi, I'm Katherine, the bitch that will
destroy your lives for all eternity.
©thevampirediaries -
Damon Salvatore
"Stefan Is Different. He Wants To Feel Every Episode Of How I Met Your Mother."
©thevampirediaries -
snehabatabyal 13w
The Moon and Me
I love moonlit nights.
I loved it since I was a kid,
I can relate with the Moon.
It's like me,
Some nights it has company,
Some nights it's lonely,
Some nights it shines the brightest,
And the other nights it's light is clouded by darkness.
Some nights it's so bold to face the world,
And some nights it's scared to reveal itself.
Like me, the moon also have scars and dents,
But that makes us more beautiful and real.
They all say it needs the Sun to lit itself...
Does it mean, I too need someone to brighten up myself?
Who is willing to be my Sun, supporting me from behind?
©snehabatabyal -
जो कभी मेरे साथ था वो अकेला पड़ गया है
जो कभी तेरे साथ था उसे तन्हा छोड़ दिया गया
©mahaksharma -
sbg_sharmistha 17w
Diaries that hold everything
Diaries from 2011 till now
No one know when they will have farewell
Diaries that hold feeling
No one knows what are the feelings about
Diaries that carry happiness
No one knows the cause of happiness
Diaries that carry sadness
No one knows what phases it has
Diaries that hold meaning
No one knows the depth of it
Diaries that hold everything
No one knows what it hold but her
©sbg_sharmistha -
A sorry from you always melts my heart and that’s the reason why I can’t stop myself falling for you......
©shritha_99