I want to be honest with you, everything has changed since he left. Another person and another time seems impossible. The heart is swollen and the brain drained! Building a relationship again is a lot of work. If I happen to like someone, that's that. I happen to like someone, there's nothing telling me to take it forward. Even if I try, I give up too early. Probably I am still in love with him or the pain is still afresh, and there's this instinctive resistance to any new hurt.
Or, or, this is the part where I am brutally honest - the freedom my soul tasted when he chose to walk away has gotten a tiny part of me spoilt over the clutches of the love we built together.
©thegirlwhotalksherheart
#dreamingsouls
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wordstruck 144w
Vanish
The voice was familiar,
The voice felt very near,
The voice I knew very well,
The voice a lil bit pale,
The voice telling me what to do,
The voice asking me to stop,
The voice I kept ignoring,
Until it vanished suddenly,
The day I took the decision I realised what I sound like speaking to myself!
Yes! Have you too heard of inner voice?
©wordstruck
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wordstruck 145w
Belong
The wind was blowing through my hair,
Sitting across each other on the chair,
You seem so nervous and blushy and shy,
I'm so sorry I made you cry!
You were walking down the stairs,
And you run hands through your hair,
Hands in hands moving to and fro,
You belong with me and I belong with you!
©wordstruck
© rasikasangle15 -
wordstruck 145w
Oasis
I thought your love was like finding oasis in the cruel desert
But it was just a mirage of false personality
©wordstruck
© rasikasangle15 -
wordstruck 145w
Constant
They say that change is the only constant
But you are my constant that is constantly changing
©wordstruck
©rasikasangle15 -
wordstruck 146w
Realise
I hate it when i see you walking down the hallway,
I hate it when you smile,
I hate it when you make that face,
I hate it when you suddenly become good,
I hate it because you are always tugging on my nerves,
I hate you for like forever,
But then one suddenly I realise -
Hate is not the right word
Its Love!
©wordstruck -
wordstruck 146w
Maybe, my love is my punishment .
©wordstruck -
wordstruck 146w
I can hear my heartbeat
The chills on my spine
My watery eyes
This suffocation
My shaky hands
Butterflies in my stomach
No words coming out from my open mouth
What is this?
Is this what is called love?
Or is this what is called heartbreak?
©wordstruck -
thegirlwhotalksherheart 156w
If only I could see, I might live.
#mirakee #readwriteunite #dreamingsouls#reposter #quotes #quotestoliveby @mirakeeapp @readwriteunite @mirakeeNo matter how far you go,
I will feel you beside me.
Or how much you change,
I will look at you just the same.
The YOU trapped inside of me,
Never lets me see the YOU- you've become.
©thegirlwhotalksherheart -
I miss him a lot.
Over time, memories of him have become a habit, I can't live without.
A corner of my heart still yearns for him. There's always hope that we'd go back to being us.
But I'm scared, what if it happens?
And what if, his presence can't replace my habit?
©thegirlwhotalksherheart -
I wish there's some way you get to
know my every second thought.
©thegirlwhotalksherheart -
booma_balan 166w
Happy new year to all the dear mirakee souls ❤
#mirakee #pod #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #newyear #writers_together #writerspeak #dreamingsouls #reposter24 #get_repost #tpmd #inkscapeco @blackpen @writersqueen_This beginning is different
It brings into light something inherent
Is that not what one keeps asking for?
Is that not what helps us to know who we are?
The end, sometimes, is perceived as an illusion
Until our intuition undergoes a compulsive diffusion
Still it waits for a new beginning, which we call, as the reality
But little do we realize that a beginning is born from an end's fatality.
The last day of this year
And the first day of the coming year
Are on a date, on this day
Just like them, let our smile and hope grow, day by day.
©booma_balan -
booma_balan 166w
We are a mess.
And in an attempt to align ourselves,
We succeed, as fine grey dusts.
©booma_balan -
a_100_times 171w
'Black' Psychology
Emery sheets are black, and they give metals the glittery sheen.
The heart of the lamp is black, with soot, that bears the gleam.
The blackest clouds bring the farmers profound harvest.
The blackest of graphite speaks the artist's ideas the best.
The dense black sky is such a grand silhouette!
Stars and galaxies love sticking to its chest.
Despite of all its marvel, that black does flaunt,
When it envelopes a human skin,
The society ostracizes him,
And even the self does daunt.
-Saileena
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zubiya 170w
Fire and Ice
You've been cold for long
In this iced city
of frozen hopes
and slumbering dreams.
Wait no more
around the corner of the street
For their deceit to come
disguised as warmth.
For you are made of fire.
Walk away, leaving a trail.
Melting all the snow on your way.
©zubiya -
hiswords 171w
चलो ढुँढते हैं उन सपनों को,
वक्त ने जिन्हें छीन लिया।।
©hiswords -
a_100_times 171w
The embassy of balancing the supremacy of intelligence with love!
©a_100_times -
a_100_times 171w
Hopes...
There is a very tricky entanglement in our lives: God has everything for us, decided beforehand and things only go according to his will. And again, we have been empowered with the faculties of expectations, desires and hopes.
When we expect, and his plans donot coincide, we get depressed. When we desire, and he conspires something different, we again feel depressed. But hope is different. Hope is unlike wish or desire, it doesn't attach our minds with any illusion of possessiveness. We freely think of something good knowing that God always does the best. We don't expect it to happen. This is what hope is. Hope never tortures us as do expextation and desire. Always choose this faculty and emerge out wiser!
-Saileena -
hiswords 192w
Apart from lies and betrayal,
Insomnia is the only thing you ever gave me.
©hiswords -
hiswords 198w
Those Promises I once made
I still don't want them to break.
©hiswords