~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_
#latenight
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PSYCHOLOGY
Psychology is not about:
"Batao hamare dimag me kya chal raha hai ?"
Psychology is about:
"apko dekh ke zarur bata sakti ki apki zindagi me kya chal raha hai"
#HarGhoontMeinSwagHai
©psychologygirl -
ankuaabha 2d
@stable_equilibrium @zaarun @i_am_an_unprofessional_writer @mirakee @writersnetwork #ittzzmeaabha #shayranapyar #latenight #missingyou
Story of my everynight..
Since you left me..without reason...Story of my every night..
Late night...
Low brightness..
Slow music...
Screenshots of his chatting..
Tears in eyes..
Biting lips..
Heavy heartbeats..
Yet smiling ...seeing ur smile ....
In whatsapp wallpaper..
©ankuaabha -
I lay on the green grass,
watching all those stars.
Wishing you were here.
You're there somewhere in my subconscious.
Because the world doesn't approve of us.
So , I hide you deep inside my head.
I turn to my side, to see you.
And it feels so real as you tuck my
hair behind my ear, showing me that
falling star.
I know you're nothing but a 3D projection
from my head.
Yet, I wish you to be real.
For you're the only one that feels right.
I open up to you like I do to no one.
I tell you about my day and my vulnerabilities.
And we're somewhere at peace.
I whisper in your ears,
That you're the only escape I need.
Until a bell keeps ringing,
So loud that it hurts my ear.
I wake up to my psychiatrist,
Telling me that I kept mentioning
a name in the hypnosis session.
©theshatteredpiecess -
itsmedash007 2w
"The Town of the Living Dead"-A Musing
The late winter's night as I sat across the room eyes transfixed gazing into the blemishes of sky
filled with a blanket of dazzling diamond like minute entities conspiring to let bystanders lose
time in awe of their glory and beauty. I too one of these looked into their games of forming
random shapes or constellations as you may have rightly guessed imprinted in the dark pitch
black canvas like one of Van Gogh's paintings. The night to me appears like his last painting for
sure before he suffered traumatically to his grave but I'm in awestruck of this night and not in
shambles mourning an unfateful death. Amongst all these stars there was the everlasting star of
the late night show hidden behind the childish nonchalant clouds preying upon the old hound
unaware of its mighty old existence. The never stopping clouds young, ruthless and filled with
lust for life moving frantically around the aged but surprisingly undull moon. The actual king of
the night who has stood his ground, thumping upon the twinkling stars. It's serene light guiding
the wandering souls through lost nights. Oh! How I'd relish the opportunity to sail my night
through the luscious sea of stars to my moonland. Far far away from the commotion, the
madness that runs intricately in our lives that we've become complacent captives of our motives that we can't differ the living from the dead. What are we then 'The Living Dead?' running behind money, power and holdings. Have we thought of the adrenaline rush of the exhuming flare of our youthful days in admiration of some bitter love story which we relinquished with utmost difficulty leaving us broken or remembering those chirpy minutes with friends for old time's sake spending time with people who mattered. We've forgotten to live. To enjoy is to live. To fulfil dreams is to live. To admire the beautiful is to live. I'm living when I'm musing in awe of the moon and its pals the dazzling stars. The boats empty, no commuters wandering are these clouds in search of souls waiting to drop them in moonland. All interspersed in letting us live few moments to lie back in some distant land, on the mountain top bareback and barefoot on soft grass breathing fresh gust of sea wind gazing into the moonlit sky. The damp soil touching my
soul not skin. My putrified heart and soul blended into one for few moments when I let my
aspersions not take control of me, I exhumed with all due exuberance the thoughts that latched
onto me and returned my days of chirpy childishness infront of my dazy eyes like a dream I know in the subconscious if I wanted to I could wake up but no I lived it all again in mere few
seconds. Those days of living shall remain etched in my memory and I headed back for the
dead and deserted town of the living dead. The living dead my present my future into continuum
until then the cloud my wayfarer, the stars my bridge and the moon my destination.
©itsmedash007 -
एक ख्वाब है इन आखों में बताऊ क्या
एक समुंदर है हमारे सीने में दिखाऊ क्या
©_alchemist_shiva_ -
A Poem Born
..
Late nights,
Blank pages,
And my love,
A poem born.
©sidharth_jeevakumar -
सुनो जिस रात तुमसे बात नहीं होती
हमे पुरानी बातें बहुत डराते हैं
आधी रातों को नीदों से जगाते हैं
वो सब बातें जो हम भूल जाना चाहते हैं हमेसा के लिए
तुम नहीं होते तो डरावाने सपने बन जाते हैं
बैठे बैठे आखों से हमारी आंसु छलकाते हैं
हमे वहा ले जाते हैं जहा सिर्फ अंधेरा होता है
जहा सिर्फ हमें हम डूबते हुए नजर आते है फिर से
फिर कुछ ऐसा होता है की
हम आखे बन्द कर सिर को जोरो से पकड़ कर सिर्फ तुमको ही आवाज देते है
तुम जानते भी नहीं कितना भयानक सा होता है ये सब
फिर वहा जाना जहा से खींच लाए थे तुम हमें
आंखे बन्द हो रही थी, सांस भी नहीं आ रही थी
बस इतना याद है सामने तुम दिखे थे
और जब आंखे खुली होश में आयी तुम खड़े थे मुस्कुराते हुए
हमारे घाव को प्यार से भर ही दिया था लगभग तुमने
अब तो हम कुछ है ही नहीं बिन तुम्हारे
अकेले नहीं छोड़ा करे हमें
रंग नए है जो अब संग हो तुम हमारे
साथ ही रहा करे
अब ये सारी जिंदगी ही लो कर दी नाम तुम्हारे
©_alchemist_shiva_ -
Wandering thought
Looking up the stars in the sky
Wishing i could reach that high
Thought roaming in my mind
Emotions and feelings getting grind
Flying isn't easy
If your confidence is dizzy
Thousands will be there to criticize
But you are not going to emphasize
And as I closed my eyes
Sleep prevails and the wandering thought dies
©souriant_shivu17 -
Somewhere stuck in storms..
Will be back soon..
©_alchemist_shiva_ -
Let your passion spew over like an erupted sunset.
©zealous_xpression -
I can't sleep !
Oh right... Writers don't sleep!
Syed Imran -
Am I in love with you or what?
Cause I've never been as confused so far.
Am I falling for you or what?
Cause I've felt something like this so far.
Although I've been in love before,
That was the love she tore.
Although I think I've moved on,
I still think if love's just a con.
And yet you make me throw my tenderness away,
But in the end I think we'll be okay.
And you may think that I'm down,
But in the end I'll come around.
I don't think I'm feeling fine,
A strange obsession to make you mine.
I don't think I'll stay for long,
I'll learn that loving you is wrong...
©the_imperfect_poet -
Dilemma
What is your spark?
What do you want to become?
Sometimes, you know what you love to do, what you are good. You learn quickly than others, you understand better. These are areas of your strength.
Maybe you have encountered that more, or been unknowingly practising it more, coz you enjoy doing that.
Or you like to do, at what you are good at, even though you weren't good before.
What shall I become of myself?
Expectations from my side:
Even if you don't have a tendency to compare oneselves with others, sometimes you know that you are better at that, it just floats apart.
You know that there's a potential; that has to be fulfilled. If not, it won't let you rest.
Satisfaction is one thing, but underachieving is what you will regret.
"Yeah, I was capable, but didn't worked hard." I don't want this failure. You know you can't turn back.
You don't know what you want to achieve, but you surely know you can achieve something big. Not to prove to people, but for yourselves, making the best out of you.
You don't know what are the expectations of the family or the close ones from you, nor do you strive to fulfill that, coz you know the real joy will come in doing the things you like to do. Not going to take a job for a lifetime that you don't like for the sake of others.
You should like what you are working.
P.S.
~So here, I am in doubts, not sure about the future, lazy, wasting time and potential,(sort of envy comes along the way; seeing others), needing some small and subtle changes to be made; so that this present may become a present for the future.
Of Course, I will enjoy the journey along the way, if I sleep each day with satisfaction of giving the best each day.
Making each moment count.
This writing is like an gateway to show the frustation and uncertainty; it's way out.
©mrstoryteller -
Sorrow;
Everyday I go to sleep,
Thoughts start to whirlpool;
How was today?
Oh no, a day wasted;
Nothing much done,
Not a new thing I learnt today,
Nothing much to think about:
No new incidences,
No people I conversed with,
Not being able to care for those
Who love me unconditionally
Just something to which I surrendered;
I know what to do, what is disturbing me,
But that pull of lack of motivation;
Makes me scroll endless feed;
A temporary pleasure just doesn't allow me
To leap for what is to be done.
All things I know;
What I need to do,
But can't meet my own expectations.
All this ends up in a restless sleep,
A battle between me and my conscience,
In the end, I just slip into positivity,
Will try again,
Better than yesterday.
©mrstoryteller -
prernasaxena 6w
#latenightthoughts #love #quotes #thoughts #latenight #poetry #writersofinstagram #lovequotes #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writerscommunity #life #memes #deepthoughts #night #shayari #feelings #instagram #like #instagood #funnymemes #followforfollowback #follow #funny #amthoughts #you #quoteoftheday #thoughtoftheday #motivation #bhfypPrem Vivah
वाजिब नहीं समाज में प्रेम विवाह करना
बलात्कार को आसानी से स्वीकारते हैं लोग...!!
©prernasaxena -
Her soul always come to him only after wandering everywhere❤️
©_alchemist_shiva_ -
Just a thought
People really dont know "How you feel" ?
Maybe because they don't "think like you"
But we expect them to "accept ourself" as we are.
Your thoughts are on rear view mirror
And those people are the indication
"Objects in the Mirror Are Closer Than They Appear"
You're thinking more about "can you make it"
Rather than "try it one more time"
Nothing is fixed man !
You can shift and adjust....
Why you're running from yourself
Or
Why are you running ?
You know all the answers
But there deep inside you're worrying about the consequences.
Don't be.
Let it be.
Take a deep breath.....
Decide what you want actually.
What is happiness for you ,
Find that
©psychologygirl -
laconic_words 9w
#Architect #latenight #work #night #morning #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 #writingcommunityIf am awake at 5 in the morning.
It is because i didn't sleep last night.
Not because i woke up early.
©laconic_words -
Late at Night
When the air is heavier than the roof over my chest
The dark is warm but the room is cold
Quiet not to wake the children behind the door
I need to love something that won't hurt me any more
©beulah_nightcub