~too celestial to be true•
....and when I'm gone, darling would you search for me amidst the stars or would you rather have the charade of darkness rest on your lips through the creeks in our distorted constellations?
©caged_
#firstpost
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He built his walls so high
during his prosperity that
nobody cared to check on him
during his penury.
©nightsurfer -
Firsts!!
Always special. Just like this one.
©_transient -
If tomorrow starts without me
If tomorrow starts without me,
Tell my mother I loved her so much,
but I couldn't say a last beautiful goodbye to her.
She will smile and tell you, you were the last person I loved.
Tell my father I had always tried to make him proud and happy,
but I couldn't make myself live longer and happy.
He will smile and tell you, you were the reason I always had a smile on my face.
Tell my brother even though I used to annoy him,
he was the only person who could cope with my foolishness and sarcastic comments.
He will smile and tell you, you were the 2nd person in this world I used to love to hate.
And at last tell yourself, the girl you used to love is here
in the pages of your journal,
in the thousand winds that blow,
in the droplets of gentle autumn rain,
and in your heart.
If tomorrow starts without me,
and if my body is not here to be touched by you,
if the sound of my words refuse to come out to reach your ears,
if my eyes refuse to look deep into your eyes,
if my hands refuse to fill the void between your fingers,
do not worry then, For I will always be here,
in the coloured pages of your heart,
With name of mine written on them.
~ Trishna - The girl who has found her heart and got to know it beats on your name. -
THE LIFE OF A SOLIDER
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A solider, toughest is his life,
Solitariness is the only feeling possessed by his wife,
Wait is the only thing in the hands of his child,
While he freaks himself out in the wild.
He is bound to accept the orders,
Lay his body, his soul, his life for the borders,
The tales of his bravery are rife,
He is a solider, toughest is his life.
©georgian_sid -
आज उस खुशमिजाज से चेहरे पर,
संजीदा सी मुस्कान है,
आज वो पहली बार इतना परेशान है।
आंखों की नमी को छुपाने के हुनर,
उसने आज सीखा है,
जिम्मेदारियों ने उसके अलमस्त से
बढ़ते कदमो को रोका है।
हो जाती है मुख़्तसर ख्वाहिशे खुद की,
जब अपनो की ख्वाहिशें जरूरी हो जाती है।
आज पहली बार अपने कंधों पर,
उसने अपनो की उम्मीदों के बोझ को समझा है।
अपने शिकन भरे चेहरे को आज
उसने फरेबी मुस्कान से ढका है।
आज उसने जिंदगी से ,
एक खूबसूरत सच को सीखा है,
शायद आज उसने अपनो के लिए
जीने के मतलब को सीखा है।
©aatma_chintan592 -
Me
Diving into my past
While i m looking for me
amidst of all
©sizzy__aura -
Me
Diving into my past i was too lost
Waiting for "me "
Amist of all
©sizzy_aura -
©phanes
-
I stand still,
Gazing to those busy streets_
Sky-scrapers and blurry views;
Penning phrases, fancies deep_
Impearling my subtle notions brief.
©delicate_penzz -
Happy Valentine's Day
From strangers, to friends
From friends, to best friends
From best friends, to soulmates
We both lived an unexpected yet the most beautiful journey of our lives ❤️
©baisakhi_dash -
.
While writing the story of your life ;
Don't let anyone else hold the pen
©parra9 -
My life in a nutshell
As the dusk begins, I hang my mask, that absorbed my tears, and allow it to dry till the start of the dawn so that I could wear it again, flawless, for the next day's adventures.
The lifeless mask has got expressions to flaunt, but I, even though alive, am expressionless!
©maxi06 -
scarletheart_moonlovers 3w
#firstpost #concrete #tears #writersbay @writersnetwork thanks for the heart ❤
@mirakee
Pains plunged my tears
As chaos clouded it
Sharing those u told statements
Sowing the seeds of tranquilityP
ai-
ns p-
lunge-
d my te-
ars as cha-
os clouded it
Sharing those u-
ntold statemen-
ts ,sowing the
seeds of tran-
quility
©secretsuperstar7 -
__colours__ 3w
A lone traveller I am
to destinations so unknown,
on my way I meet
people of all thoughts and forms.
Few miles I have walked
and few I have swam but,
I want to fly and soar with paper rockets and dandelions.
When I am tired, my feet bleed
I then sit by the porch
of that old lady and she
feeds me stories, sour and sweet.
Last summer, to a thrift shop
I sold a part of my blue hues
for a dollar or a two and bought
sunflowers, all bright and bloomed.
I am writing this as I sit
under the old Banyan tree
headed to the next destination
with a ragged suitcase of life and its lessons.
My soul talks to me when I
am alone otherwise in rains
and she promised me she'll
bring someday water from Lethe.
#mirakee #writersnetwork #poetry #poems #wordlove #poetsofmirakee #poetrylovers #poetrycommunity #spilledink #loveforpoems #writersofmirakee #wordsmith #firstpostWATER FROM LETHE
A lone traveller I am....
©i_i_colours_i_i -
यादों के कैकटस
वो कैकटस,
जिसमें उगे हैं, काँटे बीती यादों के
हर पल मेरे आस पास रहते हैं
मैं करती हूँ कोशिश निकलने की,
भाग जाने की, पर वो कैकटस
गड़ा देते हैं काँटे अपने मेरे जिस्म
में कहीं और मैं-
अंतहीन वेदना से कराहती हूँ
सोचती हूँ क्या पल था वो,
जब मैंने ख़ुद अपने हाथों से,
ये कैकटस बोये थे...
मेरे ज़ख़्म के हरा होने तक,
वो कैकटस उसी तरह घेरे रहते हैं मुझे,
मुँह चिड़ाते और करते हैं इन्तज़ार
के कब ज़ख़्म सूखें और वो कैकटस
फिर से मचल जाए
मुझे एक नया ज़ख़्म देने को
©ऋतु नेगी -
A long meet up is due.........
Of me with myself !!!
©mishraekta -
I loved you for the same reason
People loves moon
©seventh_path -
Hasi aur Dard
Chehre par rakh kar hasi
Dard ko chupa leta hu...
Aur koi nai hai mujhe sambhalne wala
Isiliye khud ko sambhal leta hu
©aadityasharma -
सुनहरे पल
तेरी वो आँखे मुझे आज भी याद है
सुनहरे पलों में बीती वो बरसात है
चल रहा था संग मै जब वहा तेरे
लोगो की दबी बातें आज भी याद है
अब यहां अपना कहूं या तेरा बया करू
बता सबको क्या उस पल को रिहा करूं
लिख तो दूंगा मै उस लाल शाम की स्याही से
पर क्यों ना बात अपनी सीने में ही लिए मरूं
बया भी करता हूं जो मै चेहरा तेरा यहां
सजीले नैनों का नूर जो था मुझसे खफा
सरोवर के कमल से नर्म गुलाबी तेरे होंठ
सिर तेरा श्याम वर्ण रात से केशो से सजा
अब समा उस बरसात का भी मै बया करता हूं
ढलती शाम सूरज के जैसे मै तुझपे मरता हूं
लाल रंग चहुं और था उस समा में फैला हुआ
तेरी मेरी समा की बात मै उस पल से करता हूं
©banda_writer