915 posts
  • mack_sequeira_19 1w

    Jo log zyaada Zubaan chalate vo aksar apna dimak nahi chalate hain


  • samiralfaaz 7w

    बाहें फेहलाएं आंखो में उमीद लिये
    हम किनारे पर खड़े ही रह गए,
    दिन गुज़रा इन्तज़ार में
    देखते देखते रात के अन्धेरे ही रह गए,

    हिम्मत जवाब नहीं देती किसी आशिक़ की
    चाहे गमो के बादल बरसते रहे,
    आते आते उनकी कश्ती का रुख बदल गया
    और हम घुटनो तले तरसते रहे,

    - समीर

  • tracey8737 7w


    Never having enough.

  • mimimandrakes 8w

    It's amazing to have someone
    Love you
    Care for you
    Pray for you
    Motivate you
    Inspire you
    Kiss you
    Make love to you
    Make you feel,

    ... But some people can only imagine what that really feels like.


  • muskan_khurana001 9w

    Need or Lack?

    One day we talked on need and lack and I remember
    you asked me a question that
    need or lack?
    And I smiled Then I replied.....
    Your need is such that if you meet me then no one else is needed...
    Your lack is such that no one can complete it.
    Yeah my dear beloved
    No one can complete it.

  • sanchari_karmakar 11w


    The most interesting thing about human life is change.Think about a life, which is monotonous. Probably you'll get habituated and great at handling things in your way but, somewhere in the end you'll lack the zeal and that spark, which is the basis of your life.
    So, embrace these changes as they are bound to occur and the only way to get past it is to go and grow with the flow.

  • megha99 12w


  • reet4u 13w

    Out of word

    They already visualise what I am writing today

  • deeshu 14w

    The little that we lack
    Is the most important part

  • backstorypoetry 15w

    There is one weakness in people for which there is no cure, it is the universal weakness of lack of ambition.

  • whatrealityisthisagain 16w

    The Moment I Started Living, was the Moment I Let Myself Die

    The moment I started living, was the moment I let myself die. 

    It wasn’t being raped that broke me. It was the betrayal after. I would have taken the blame. I would have accepted and understood to save that friendship. Instead, I was more than abandoned. 

    I was pushed off the cliff. 

    It wasn’t my insanity that made me fall faster. It was the lack of support. The lack of time people were able-were willing to spend to catch me. 

    It wasn’t because I was raped that I flushed all of the pills I could find in the house. It was because I knew I was plummeting, but everyone else was turning their heads... I looked for any pills I'd missed only a few weeks after.

    I didn’t ask for help to get attention or to complain. I begged for help because I was scared of myself. Because I’d tried to fight alone, and was losing. I asked for help when I was too tired to battle the demons, when I wanted to end the pain.  When my tank was empty, and I didn't have enough fumes to keep me moving forward.

    It isn’t for lack of trying or planning that my funeral was never held. It’s because whenever I tried, I blacked out and was suddenly living a new day. In a different place, a different time. It wasn’t because I didn’t want to drive off the cliff. It was because the time-laps stopped me when my family wouldn’t. Or when I came to, I was too exhausted to get off the floor I found myself laying on.

    It wasn’t the one who hurt me that fed my firey rage. It was the people I went to for help that didn’t listen or were too scared to try because I was scaring them - all the while I was scaring me too. It was how they’d tell each other how much I was overreacting or using my situation as an excuse. 

    It wasn’t my anger that dug deeper through the pits of hell, it was all of my “support” digging with earplugs and asking why I didn’t pick up a shovel to help. 

    It was the ones who promised to help telling me to suck it up. The ones who promised to be there when I was in desperate need telling me they were too busy to talk. 

    It was the hours alone in my room when I didn’t know if it was night or day, that I cried on my floor after begging my mom to stay. 

    It was my drives home when I called my sisters to keep me from driving myself off the road or into the wall just to be told I was stronger than that or I was being dramatic and to calm down. 

    It was when I was drained and in the kitchen staring at the knife I held, calling my sisters for help to be told they were busy. Or when I was laying on the train tracks calling person after person, and no one picked up. These were the nights and days I blacked out and found myself living the next day. 

    I was going to die. I was going to finally escape and kill myself the very day I went to my doctors for a leave of absence from work. I had enough energy the day the note was signed. I didn’t care what it took. A small part of me thought of everyone else, so I made sure the police would find my remains so my family didn't have to see the mess I would be. 

    I was done. I was empty. I was a hollow shell with a glimmer of myself that I wasn’t willing to share with the rest of the world because it didn’t deserve her!

    It wasn’t texas that saved me. It wasn’t a doctor’s note or leave of absence from work. It wasn’t family or friends or animals. It wasn’t hate. It wasn’t love. It sure as hell wasn’t support. 

    It was the lack thereof that finally helped me make up my mind. 

    Texas was my resolve. Texas is where the little glimmer left of me was finally let go. 

    The day I died was the day I started to live. 
    The day I stopped caring about living for others. 
    The day I stopped caring about helping others. 
    The day I stopped caring about hurting others. 
    The day I stopped caring. 

    None of that glimmer survived. None of her made it through the climb or the flame. She didn't even try to stay. I once tried to bring her back, but there was nothing left to bring. 

    Somedays I miss her, but she did her time. This world didn’t deserve her purity. 

    She earned her freedom. 

    She left me in her place. She may have been sad, but mostly relieved. Because she was tired of giving everything and receiving so little. 

    I know those around me miss her. 

    Most everyone who knew her don’t like the me that clawed her way out. 

    It may hurt her, but it’s funny to me. How the very reason I exist, is because they let me die. 

    They may not have pushed me off the cliff, they may not have hurt me the way that one “friend” or man did. But they didn’t try to catch me. They didn’t try to help me up. 

    Instead, they grabbed a shovel and dug a grave deeper than the deepest pit of Hell. A grave deeper than demons dared to go venture. 

    An isolated place, with no one around. With no pain, no chaos, no light, and no sound. An oblivion to rest in peace, and that’s where I stayed, so I would never be found. 

    So no. I don’t care if I offend you. I don’t care about those relationships, I don’t care how mean or terrible I sound. I don’t care that my words hurt, or that I’m not trying hard enough. I don’t care that those bridges have been burned or I’m not willing to help like I did before. I don’t care that I talk too much or don’t give in like She did before. 

    I don’t care that I hurt your feelings because I guarantee you’ve hurt me So. Much. More. 

    Whether you meant to or not, that doesn’t matter. Because you all left me suffocating and scared. She wouldn’t come back with me through the fire and grime. She entrusted me to finish things here, and meet her back in the grave within at MOST 1 or 2 months. 

    I found I like me. I’m meeting her as you are, but she’s scary and fun. And has decided she’s worth fighting for. 

    The Me I left behind, is finally at peace. While the me that’s emerged has more power and strength than either of us can believe. Not nearly as much as the one in the grave, but a hell of a lot more than I’m able to explain. 


  • grotesque 16w


    Giving up on myself is an art.


  • solyjust 20w

    #lack # writersnetwork

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    Lack of trust usually leads to failure. You will not be able to make any progress in life.


  • sharvida_jackman 25w


  • breaklandia 27w


    feelings faiting like air we cannot bread.
    Lack of personality probably.

    lack ...
    this fact...

    lacking something.
    lacking me,
    start to lacking my heartl...

  • monarchicalwritings 30w

    Lack of Will

    Entrapped within this cage of loss,
    I feel unmoved by worldly pleasure,
    untouched by wish for love or treasure.
    My soul forsook the taste of thrill
    by leaving love behind in toss.
    My body drowns in lack of will.

  • waleboluwatife 31w

    Beyond My Reality

    Falling from darkness into an endless abyss.
    My heart begins to rescind the feelings I had for you.
    Nowhere can I turn to, nor run to.
    But to stare into the space you created by your unfair share.

    Should I keep hoping? That you'd get better.
    Or take the reins of my destiny in utter fluster.
    Should I give up? Hoping you'd get a bit kinder.
    While I watch with dismay at the downturn of good tidings.

    I lay in wait for a breakthrough...my breakthrough.
    Beyond the menace of the strangling hands of dearth.
    As I grovel upon travail's terrains, the tranquil voice of my soul whispers "You will triumph"


  • avnimittal01 31w

    #long distance#love#misunderstanding#lack of mutual trust

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    Long distance relationships

    Fassle badhne se pyaar Kam nhi Hota,
    Fassle badhne se ehmiyat Kam nhi Hoti,
    Mohobbat mein to sab Kuch lootana padta h,
    Bina Apne Ishq Ka izzhar kre mohobbat mohobbat nhi hoti.

  • cheeeeflowkeyblowingtree 32w


    i wish you
    missed me
    like i miss

    you don't
    cause you
    don't come



  • rightcalling 33w

    #Sky #Same #Consciousness #Deserve #Youth #Care ��
    No mountain can bring consciousness without your �� intention of development for the youth of our nation! ����

    The force we create unnatural; yet have no application in any race!

    Everyone can deny the existence of God, but no one can deny the law of physics, attract or not, we are connected!

    There's a difference between centrifugal force and centripetal, you need to know what energy is being created consciously or unconsciously.

    Centrifugal is a force which has no purpose other than disturbance or Centrifugal describes an object as it flies outward along a curved path, away from the center of the curve!

    On the other hand, centripetal force is a true force that will offset the centrifugal "force" stopping the motion of the object from its flying outward, keeping it in motion instead at a consistent speed along the curved or circular path. Centripetal is the force that prevents the moon from floating out of the Earth's orbit.

    In my dream, I always see this world is a second home, yet the home is located in Empyreal! ��

    Neither do I have control of falling asleep, nor do I wake up to my true desire, It might be hard to imagine that there is a switching system of controlling in all such cares!

    Every reflection reveals the stout decree & its degree of understanding stop my shout, nature is waiting to care of me, since I have no fear!

    I'm not going to listen to anything else to despair!

    However, we only have lack of care after waking up.

    There is no need to do anything to be happy, but ✨�� honesty always matters a lot or without having it, there is a tendency to live with fear & they are always caught in the same slot of the tears!

    After realizing the same, I start believing in myself more, nothing is to prove, still everything needs to improve!✨

    Now, my faith is growing stronger, when there's a law of enforcement, I am not willing to think anything bad anymore.

    To restore knowledge from silence you must need to increase hearing capacity, Ears can only detect sound between 20 Hz-20Khz. So much going around beyond that frequency & neither we can hear, nor we are ever tried, even many people can and they have an access onto those objects.  

    #wakeupinthemountains #nature #secondnature #lack �� of #trust #nationalyouthday 2020 #Indian ��️✌�� #advantage #beoriginal #joy 2020✨����������Ⓜ️

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