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  • wordsofpriyanshu 3d


    tere baal kaam saraarati thode the
    Jo bina mere smbhaale nahi maante the
    ab to kalam sambhaal liya maine
    isi ko apna pyar maan lia maine

  • dikshasahani 4d

    Dear person,
    I am not afraid to come out in the real world.Instead I am here to embrace your scars as they define the successful YOU.
    Your mirror self.


  • tobecontinude 1w

    "That's my story,,
    ps: to be continude.

    Ye silsila class 8th me shuru hua tha...jab pehli baar maine naam suna Facebook ka...aree haan theek hai naa...town ka ladka akhir nikalkr sheher me pehli baar rhne gya tha...aur krne ko kuch tha khaali time bohot tha aur aircel ka unlimited wala net pack...speed slow thi uski aur phone bhi chota nokia...Facebook pr school ke jo milti juli shakal wale log dikhe sabko friend request bhej daali...line se sabne accept kri phir next class attendance me maine pehli baar us ladki ka naam suna, teen saal hogye the mujhe is sheher me aaye, aur teen saal se is ladki ko maine dekha bhi nahi...jo mere sath meri class me hi padhti hai...jiska sirf jikr hote naam sunta tha ladkon ki lunch break waali baaton me...uspr dhyaan hi nahi gya mera...dhyaan mtlb aesa kuch nahi tha matlab mera...wo bas achaanak se attendance me sunai pad gya...attentive to sab hote hi hain class me toh fir maine peeche mud ke dekha, do side me cute si pony tails thi uski...aur chehra jaise maano us choti si 5 foot wali jindagi tak ka sabse pyaara chehra dekha tha maine....aur uska naam to jaise....dil ko choo kr sogya maano jaise...
    Sara din maine uski taraf fir mudkar nahi dekha,
    Magar Ghar jaate hi sabse pehla kaam phone utha ke fb khola aur naam "धड़ाधड़" type kar daala Priya...


  • _voiceover_ 1w

    My Story! :)

    She:- Let's tell about us to everyone!
    He:- Ahhh, let's wait, Phley hm sure hou jaye!
    She:- Okie as you say! We can wait.
    He:- yrr, Hm Friends With benefits rhey?
    She:- What?
    He:- Hn mein commitments se drta hun, pyar se drta hun. I don't wanna hurt you, I don't trust myself.
    She(Her Heart):- then why did you started everything, if you were scared, why you even made me if you knew already. Whyyyyyyyy, I love you! :(
    She(Her mouth):- Okie! Goodbye :)

  • divs_1799 1w

    Midnight chats are the best memories ↔️
    Especially, when we use to give a missed
    call just to wake the front person up


  • playfulpoet 1w


    Hello everyone. I am competing in a talent competition at the end of this month. All talents are welcome, but I am entering with a poem I wrote. I am sharing my poem here because I would love to see what other people think before I enter with it. It is long, but very personal. I really appreciate anyone that takes the time to read this.


    Take a look at me, 
    and tell me what you see. 
    I am sure the things that your eyes spy, 
    are not the things that matter. 

    I bet the things that are in your sight, 
    are the same things I see, when standing naked in front of a full length mirror. 

    You see the extra pounds, that my body has packed on over the years, 
    you have surely seen, 
    my less than perfect teeth, you've probably even seen my double chin, 
    or maybe the scars that exist, 
    all over my skin, 
    but let me say it again, these are not the things that matter.

    Now take a minute,
    and honestly admit,
    how well you truly know  me; especially if we very seldom talk.

    I highly believe in the phrases, "don't judge a book by its cover",
    "and everyone is fighting a battle, that you know nothing about".

    That is why my outward appearance, 
    tells you nothing of importance or value.

    From the way I look, 
    you would never know, about the many times that I have been let down, 
    yet I still choose to have hope.

    You would never know, about the many times, 
    that I have been used, taken advantage of or not appreciated, 
    yet I still choose to do and give.

    You would never know, about all of the heartbreaks, 
    I have suffered, 
    yet I still choose to love.

    You would never know, about all of the tears, 
    I have cried, 
    yet I have still chosen to smile.

    You would never know, about the times, 
    that I have been raped, abused or treated like property, 
    yet I never let it destroy me.

    You would never know, about the numerous names I have been called,
    such as bitch, lazy, fat whale, cow and pig, 
    yet I kept my head held high, 
    and I try to make sure that my words for others, 
    are always kind.

    You would never know, about the depression I  battle, 
    or my multiple suicide attempts, 
    yet I wake up 
    and face the world anyway.

    You would never know, about how alone I often feel, 
    or how few true friends I really have, 
    yet I always try not to exclude anyone, 
    and always try to be a good friend to everyone.

    You would never know, about the health problems I have, 
    that daily cause me so much pain, 
    that sometimes I cannot get out of bed, 
    and sometimes I can barely walk, 
    yet I fight the fight every day, 
    and never let it keep me down.

    You see… 
    I am someone that cares, 
    I am someone with compassion, 
    someone with hope. 
    I am strong, 
    I am a lover, 
    a fighter,
    a survivor
    and a warrior.

    I choose to raise people up, 
    instead of putting people down.

    Often times in life, 
    people look at someone, 
    or barely talk to that person, 
    and they judge a book by its cover, 
    never knowing, what the true or full story is.

    Often times, 
    people don't care or don't stop to think, 
    about how their words or actions could affect another, 
    or that those things have the potential, 
    to break someone, 
    or raise someone up.

    As you have learned, 
    my outward appearance tells you nothing, 
    but my story tells you everything.

    So take a look at the people around you 
    and ask yourself, 
    how much do you really know?

    My story is only one of many, 
    and we are all different in a lot of ways,
    but I hope that if you all live with these things in mind, 
    maybe together, 
    we can conquer the divide!

  • rimo_15 2w


    This is no poem or scribble. This is something that I and many faces on a daily basis.
    Work place harassment - It's not a new thing that we often hear that "my boss doesn't understand me, he or she is micromanaging, he or she is bullying me". Some might also tell you, "ignore as long as salary gets credited".
    But is it worth it? Money is important but is it so important that we let someone demoralise us and mentally break us down? Or is it important to move on to a place (organisation) that values you and let you value your work! We thrive together isn't it? But why is it always that a person with polite behaviour at work is taken as a weak one? Is it something wrong in the part of the abuser or the one being abused?
    Dialogues & transparency? Is it a weapon to solve the issue or scare the victim so that they are aware of the conspiracy that can be of potential harm to them!
    Empowerment? Is it only restricted to people who pretend to work hard and a boss pleasing person? Or also applicable to those whose creativity and hard work is called as "show off or craziness".
    How many of us are today victim of verbal abuse at work, and then being told this is done as a way to motivate you? Isn't there a thin line between criticism and bullying? Or are we blind towards it because all we care is the 'job getting done'.
    Is feminism, equality, and other such terminologies are just to show off?

  • sujata_writes_it 3w

    Sometimes acquired illness is still better than societal imposed illness.!
    KINDLY NOTE: Just a line, in a way of taking my serious issues of OCD a bit jokingly and relaxed way.! But Note: OCD is a serious disease. Be respectful to everyone going through it.! Respect OCD Patients, Respect Women, Respect Every Human Who are Doing Good to them as well as to the society.!

    #quote #quotes #ocd #rituals #mylife #mystory #tuesday #tuesdaythoughts #postoftheday #quoteoftheday #funny #follow #followme #collab #collabs #collaboration #dm #contentwriter #blogger #woman #womanpower #women #womenpower #womenwhowrites #wednesday #wednesdaywisdom

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    My OCD Taught Me Domestic Work,


    Not Patriarchy!



  • sou_the_dreamer 3w

    The journey..

    December, 1999
    The six year old little girl stared in awe all around her, as she walked inbetween her parents. She had come to Chennai, for the first time, on a vacation, and her parents decided to spend a day for her general health check up at a famous hospital.
    The entire place was decked up for the Christmas. People were rushing here and there. The doctors in their white coats and stethos around their neck looked so smart. It was the first time she had visited a hospital as big as this one and it seemed that she had developed a fondness for everything over there. There was something about it that immensely attracted her.

    January, 2020
    She rushed through the gates of her new workplace. Avoiding the lift, she decided to take the stairs to the HR department, because waiting for the lifts was a waste of time she totally hated. It was her first day of her job, and she was both excited and tensed.
    "Ten minutes to nine", she smiled, looking at her watch. Punctuality always mattered to her, when it came to to her job, even though it meant that she would have to wait for ten minutes, hopefully, if not more.
    She went to the HR desk to collect her appointment letter.
    "Please be seated, ma'am. We will call you up soon", the lady at the desk smiled.
    She smiled back, as she seated herself comfortably on a nearby chair. Random thoughts crossed her mind.

    December, 1999
    "The next patient, um, Miss. Soumita Ghosh."
    The nurse's voice put a break to her amazed stares all around her. She held her mother's hand, as she headed for the paedia clinic.
    A big fat man with a thick moustache, donning a white coat, smiled at her lovingly from across the table. She gave an uneasy smile.
    "So, Soumita, right??"
    She nodded.
    "Where do you study?"
    "Carmel School"
    "Hmm, which standard??"
    "Class two"
    "Okk, so what does Soumita want to be when she grows up??"
    "Uncle, I want to be a doctor of the Apollo Hospital", came the shy yet confidant reply after a pause, leaving everyone stunned.

    "Dr. Soumita Ghosh..", the HR personnel's voice broke her string of thoughts.
    She walked up to the desk.
    "Here is your appointment letter, ma'am. Welcome to the Apollo Hospitals."
    The young lady smiled, as she folded the letter and walked out of the HR department. It was the first day of her new job, at her dream workplace...

  • amritapaulchowdhury 3w

    Woman Empowerment

    When every girl is running to find her best partner,
    She is running to achieve her goals ❤


  • itskhan 4w


    There is a difference ♥️

    I love you,but you can never be mine..
    You can never be mine,but I LOVE YOU

  • itskhan 4w


    He wants to say "I love you"
    But he keeps it to "Good night"
    As love would mean a fall,
    And she is afraid of falling ♥️

  • itskhan 4w


    Bold girls attracts all men,
    But simple Girl attracts Real Men♥️

  • itskhan 4w

    Hmari adhuri kahaani

    our story is incomplete ,
    but it's still OURS♥️

  • nikku_amni 4w

    Different story

    She acted as if she didn't care ,
    She acted as if she was happy without him,
    She acted as if she had moved on,
    She acted as if she was okay seeing him with his new girl.

    But.....The wet pillows told a different story.


  • deadmanlane 5w

    So here...This is my message to those who r encountering
    Their last day in their schools or in college..
    Nd making their new way for building up their career__
    On a new path_____ o((*^▽^*))o____
    So guys ...the journey u people r seeming to an end
    Is really not gonna end___those memories__
    Those emotions __which u people made at ur last stop...
    (School; college;)
    Gonna be with uhh forever__only the presence of those people gonna be decline partially__or totally too__
    But this is not an end ___
    So Don't be sad___
    From there a new jounery gonna take place now__
    Yah __I know__some of u will think that __wht shit M talking about__
    But this is the truth__ofcourse anyone can be sad
    Leaving that place which is so very special for them__
    Everyone is attached to whtever they have__nd to whom
    They connect __
    Life is a game__like a video game__
    One level cross___
    Next came in ur way right there__
    Like a game__
    U got people there__like rewards
    U spend time with them__
    Also __Some of them got lost in the middle way only__
    Some remain together even at the last level too__
    As ur shinning stars__ nd as precious batches at the end of the each level__

    So those who r thinking that they will leave everything
    Their joys memories__their convos Nd all___
    So this is not the truth___
    U will find another things __at the next stop(next level of life) ___again u can make the memories__
    Ofcourse u will remember those of the last__
    But soon___ new things will gonna come in ur new way__

    So cheer urself(✿^‿^)__be happy(◕ᴗ◕✿)_
    Be strong___ᕦʕ •ᴥ•ʔᕤ

    Nd good luck for ur new beginning s__new achievemnt s
    #mirakee #writersnetwork #it#'#sme
    Thanks guys(^3^♪(θ‿θ)(◍•ᴗ•◍)for reading____
    These r my own thoughts___
    No offence__
    No overintelligence_⟵(๑¯◡¯๑)

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    Why sad?

    © Deadmanlane

  • ezza2004 5w

    I want the world to know my story
    So they can learn from it;
    Because I dont want anyone to have to make the same mistakes I did;
    To go through the same stuff that I have been through.
    It hurts me to see my friends end up like me let alone anyone else.
    I just wanna help you guys.
    I wanna help make this world easier for you.
    I have been through it and maybe I can tell you about it so you dont have to experience it.

  • prakharkaushal 8w

    तुम्हारे हैं..

    आसमान में नहीं दिखते टूटते सितारें है,
    मिल जाए मुझे जैसा कोई l
    प्यार करने वाला तो खुश रहना,
    वरना हम फिर भी तुम्हारे हैं l


  • _kushagra 9w

    Fragile With Me

    I might be naive.
    Don't know the reason of anxiety.
    Still chasing for the best.
    Being all High and mighty is what a desire.
    Chasing and not giving a second thought to what I overlooked.
    What should I do.
    Should I start from square one, all these are my Amalgamate thoughts,
    but still want to rise with an ABLAZE.
    Being optimistic is all for nothing didn't get a right sight of things.
    And I still think the same that,
    I might be naive.

  • sakkirkavumpuram 11w

         ആദ്യ തവണ എന്റെ കണ്ണുകളിൽ നീ നിറഞ്ഞപ്പോൾ തന്നെ എന്റെ മനസ്സിലൊരു കൊളുത്ത് വീണിരുന്നു...
    ഞാനെന്നെ തന്നെ ശ്രദ്ധിച്ചു തുടങ്ങിയത് പോലും നിന്നെ കണ്ടത് മുതലായിരുന്നു...
    എന്നെയും നോക്കാൻ ഒരാളുണ്ടല്ലോ എന്നൊരഹങ്കാരം എന്നിൽ നീ ഉളവാക്കിയെടുത്തു...
    വസന്തവും ഗ്രീഷ്മവും ഒത്തിരി മാറി മറഞ്ഞപ്പോൾ നമ്മുടെ ഇഷ്ടത്തിന്റെ തോത് കൂടി കൂടി വന്നു...
    കണ്ണുകൾ ഒന്നായിച്ചേർന്നിട്ട് ഒത്തിരി ആയെങ്കിലും നമ്മൾ ജീവിതം തുടങ്ങിയിട്ട് ഇന്നേക്ക് ഒരു വർഷം...
    നിന്നെ പിണക്കാതെ ദേഷ്യം ഉണ്ടാക്കാതെ ജീവിതം മുഴുക്കെ കൊണ്ട് നടക്കണമെനിക്ക്....
    നിന്റെ മുഖത്തു വിരിയുന്ന സംതൃപതി എനിക്ക് തരുന്ന സന്തോഷം ചെറുതല്ല....
    നീ അറിയുക എന്റെ നെഞ്ചിൻ കൂടിനുള്ളിലെ ടപ് ടപ്പ് ശബ്ദം പോലും നിന്റെ പേരിലുള്ളതായി മാറിയിരിക്കുന്നു....
    ആയുസൊടുങ്ങും വരെ നിന്റെ വിരലുകൾ കോർത്ത് പിടിച്ച് എനിക്ക് നടക്കണം....
    ഇന്നീ പ്രവാസത്തിൽ എന്റെ തലയണക്ക് പോലും നിന്റെ പേരാണ്.....
    ഓരോ പുലരിയും ഒരു അസ്തമയത്തിന്റെ മറു കാഴ്ചയാണ്....
    ഓരോ പുലരിയും എനിക്ക് നിന്റെ അടുത്തെത്താനുള്ള ദിനത്തിന്റെ എണ്ണലാണ്...
    നമുടെ പ്രണയത്തിന്റെ പൂർത്തീകരണ ദിനമായ അന്നിന്റെ ഓർമകൾ പൂക്കുന്ന ഇന്നിനെ ഞാൻ വല്ലാതെ സ്നേഹിക്കുന്നു......