इतवार
बचे होते गर ज़िन्दगी में प्यार वाले दिन।
क्या ही नया कर लेते इतवार वाले दिन।।
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ashley_m_1991 4w
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#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry#brokenfriendships #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart #mywriting #lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowbackYears may pass by but I'll still miss you,
Like yesterday was your last day on earth.
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ashley_m_1991 5w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry#brokenfriendships #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart #mywriting #lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowbackI feel for the people ...I feel for those who believe the universe won't notice if they were to disappear that it wouldn't notice.
I believe we are all made up of God's energy
We are all connected. Those who are in tuned with the universe will literally feel a shift...
Know you're loved beyond this universe in every form ❤️
©ashley_m_1991 -
ashley_m_1991 6w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry#brokenfriendships #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart #mywriting #lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowbackYour Universe has you
In life,
In death,
And in all of the in betweens.
Open up your soul
And there lies
Everything you've
Been waiting to know.
©ashley_m_1991 -
sleeping_writer 10w
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हमे ज़हर-ए-मोहोब्बत का असर देखना था।
मालूम था के मर सकते हैं, मगर देखना था।।
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sleeping_writer 11w
इल्तेज़ा
एक छोटी सी इल्तेज़ा-ओ-शिकायत है तुमसे ऐ हमसफर।
रात मुक़म्मल दिन दुश्वार न किया करो यूँ ख़्वाबों में आ कर।।
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sleeping_writer 13w
बदकिस्मती
लड़खड़ाती सी तक़दीर को एक सहारा दिखा था।
गम के समंदर में कहीं दूर एक किनारा दिखा था।
बावजूद पूरी कोशिशों के हम पतवार से ऊब गए।
बदकिस्मती किनारे के बेहद करीब आ कर डूब गए।।
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ruminations27 14w
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She feels so empty inside. Devoid of emotions, devoid of the capability to feel. There is a void, darkness creeps in through that void. The darkness is a part of her existence now. She's not so empty, after all. She's filled with darkness and the void occupies space too. The spark of life, the ray of hope are immaterial to her. She's immediately drawn towards gray skies and clouds and nights. She finds her peace in silence, in solace and in the jet black starless night.
And yet, her heart is as tender as a new born, as fragile as the ego of a teenager, as large as the largest continent, as deep as the deepest ocean and as accommodative as nature itself.
And you'd ask- "How can darkness exist in a heart like hers the?"
It's quite simple, darling. She is an anomaly.
©ruminations27 -
ashley_m_1991 14w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry#brokenfriendships #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart #mywriting #lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowbackWhat can I say about depression...?
I could say that it sucks but I won't.
It only just makes you feel bad
I mean as if you're not existing
To the point where you question it.
What can I say about depression...?
I'm not sure where my mind goes
As in I'm sorry can you repeat that?
Then the feeling of detachment comes
But I'm smiling I'm here
Wherever here ... Is.
©ashley_m_1991 -
sleeping_writer 15w
आईने
लब पे मुस्कुराहट उदासी के मायने नहीं बताते।
हर एक सच रुबरू हो कर भी आईने नहीं बताते।।
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ruminations27 15w
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Confessions of an Asexual
To all the men I have dated:
It's not you, it's me.
To all the men I have swiped right:
It's not you, it's me.
To the FWBs and one night stands that never happened:
It's not you, it's me.
To me:
It's you.
It's not a phase.
It's who you are.
It's not your trauma.
It's not a medical condition.
It is who you are and you are valid.
©ruminations27 -
ruminations27 16w
Here are a few words. A story, maybe, that will in no likelihood remind you of the love of two people. But perhaps, it will be a reminder of two very different paths - one gravelled, one cemented- converging together, with a promise of eternity. A reminder of how eternity is just another illusion, a magic trick which the greatest of magicians have perfected and which the greatest of rationalists sees as hogwash. A reminder that the gravelled path may not be as smooth, but one can be fairly certain that it will last longer. A reminder that one of them is gold and the other is brass. A reminder, also, of one of the paths being outlived by its counterpart. A reminder that a gravelled path in an urban setup is a spectacle, a show, a decor, sort of a piece of art. But for the ones used to gravel the cemented path would seem almost like a luxury.
It will be a reminder of that emotion, that unexplainable sensation which makes one delete accounts, apps, people, masks. A reminder to the process of taking off one's mask. A reminder that these masks are a part of your existence now - almost like the divine armour of Karna - to remove it, you have to immolate yourself. A reminder that these multitudes of masks that you put up for people are like the many layers of a shallot and you can perhaps only reach to the core if you do not stop peeling, and you can not stop peeling until all layers are removed. And then you suddenly realise that it is only the layers, the masks, the facades that are left and your true manifestation is a forgotten thing of past to your own conscious.
A current, almost electric, that forces you, catapults you, to a past, a day of old, old days, good old days perhaps. This past is the actual and factual past, the chronicled and documented past, the archived and recorded past. Not the fabled, mythical, parabolic one. A wave, a ripple, a gale, ushering in memories, almost absent and alien memories, memories that you remember through pictures, memories that you can claim as your own but not quite, memories you have not really lived or known, shared memories, alluding to some story of people, maybe you, maybe your ancestors - the story of a past, some past, maybe your past. Memories, or perhaps anecdotes.
A reminder of how a mere point becomes a straight line, which, eventually, will be the final connection, completing the rhombus. A reminder that in different circumstances, different angles and different curvatures, this point could have become a loop, a marker of infinity, or perhaps, eternity. Myriad and perpetual. Immeasurable, limitless and timeless. Lemniscate and ouroboros.
A reminder, perhaps, of the most selfless (or selfish?) act of bringing another life into the world. Nurturing, nourishing and providing for them, unconditionally. A reminder of the unconditional love of two people for each other. A reminder that expectations stifle relationships. A reminder that the true nature of love is giving, not taking. A reminder that love is beautiful but not always romantic. Immense, immeasurable and infinite but not always eternal. A reminder that love is not just what lovers feel for each other. That love can heal and cure and make you grow. That it is selfless, whole hearted and boundless. That friends are the family you choose. That they can be your soulmates too. That friendships can, often, be more pure than all other relationships.
A reminder of pain. A reminder of struggles and sacrifices. Of loss and grief, desolation and destitution, of trauma and worry, of trouble and agitation, of antipathy and hostility, of apathy and indifference. A reminder that privilege and oppression co-exist. A reminder that one leads to another. A reminder, perhaps, of the fact that differences should be celebrated. That every human is valid. That it costs you nothing to be nice. That it takes no effort to be good. That everyone is struggling and fighting their own wars, that everyone is suffering whether you know about it or not. That smiles can be facades, but eyes do not lie. That if, for you to be nice, someone has to spell their trauma out to you, you are not really a good person. That humanity, empathy, sympathy and compassion are what make you different from monsters and beasts.
A reminder of how it is only a matter of moments - moments when life is remarkable, when everything is falling perfectly into line, when struggle seems to be a bygone. And seconds later, nothing seems to make sense, things fall apart, the world as you know it, falls apart. That it only takes a moment for your life to change - good, bad or ugly. That these moments define you, make you into the person that you are. That these moments do not exist in a vacuum, they're interconnected, they are the cause, they are the effect, like ripples created in a pond. That life as you know it is only an amalgamation, a conglomerate of these moments.
#thoughts #musings #verses #poems #stories #pod #writer #writing #writersofttt #writersofmirakee #mirakee #poetsofmirakee #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #writersnetwork #thewritersturf #theartofpoetsandwriters #wordgasm #wordporn #poetry #writersnetwork #postoftheday #beyondthoughts #writingofinstagram #writersofindia #realisticstories #writers_den_ #writersofig #writersfollowwritersSome Words for You
A wave, a ripple, a gale, ushering in memories, almost absent and alien memories, memories that you remember through pictures, memories that you can claim as your own but not quite, memories you have not really lived or known, shared memories, alluding to some story of people, maybe you, maybe your ancestors - the story of a past, some past, maybe your past. Memories, or perhaps anecdotes.
©ruminations27 -
sleeping_writer 17w
लिफाफा
वो नहीं संभाल सकती, इस अंदाज़े में छोड़ दिया।
मैंने ज़िन्दगी को खत लिखा, लिफाफे में छोड़ दिया।।
©sleeping_writer -
ashley_m_1991 18w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry#brokenfriendships #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart #mywriting #lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowbackI know how hard it is to not think clearly
You're lost in your head
Everything around you is quiet
You're numb and yet..still hurting
If you're going to jump
Let it be into someone's arms...
©ashley_m_1991 -
ashley_m_1991 18w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart#mywriting#lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowback#likeforlikes❤In my dream I was screaming again,
"NOBODY IS LISTENING TO ME!!!"
That's when I realized
I didn't even feel alive.
I NEEDED Something
Someone to help revive
Me.
And then it happened
When I saw those eyes
Listening to me screaming
As I stood silently looking
Back.
©ashley_m_1991 -
ashley_m_1991 18w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart#mywriting#lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowback#likeforlikes❤Out of all the seasons mother nature has
Nothing compares to the warmth and cold
I felt when I knew you and lost you...
©ashley_m_1991 -
ashley_m_1991 18w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart#mywriting#lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowback#likeforlikes❤It happens within a split of a second
My mind shuffles to look for your face
And before I know it's even happening
Something feels missing...
It happens within a split of a second
And my mind hides you away again.
©ashley_m_1991 -
ashley_m_1991 18w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry#brokenfriendships #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart #mywriting #lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowbackI want to say sorry you ever met me
You seemed to be happy before that
Your eyes were filled with color and kindness
Until I took your colors and turned you to stone.
I want to say sorry you ever met me
Because I feel like I'm to blame for
The person you turned out to be
Not so trusting and always second guessing...
I want to say sorry you ever met me
But what good would that even do?
The mind consists of an intimacy
unbeknown to us...
... I want to say sorry you ever met me
I hope in some ways you are now stronger
We are complete strangers again and it hurts
And that's exactly what I deserve...
©ashley_m_1991 -
ashley_m_1991 18w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry#brokenfriendships #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart #mywriting #lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowbackI used to remember that day clearly
It's been so long now
And it's just blurry...
©ashley_m_1991 -
ashley_m_1991 18w
@ashley.m.1991
#writersnetwork#mirakee#mypoetryblog#mypoetry#brokenfriendships #poemblog #mypoems #likeforlikes #myart #mywriting #lovepoetry#writing#poetrydaily#poetryislife#poetryslam#poetrysociety#poetryislove#poetryaddict#poetryexpressions#sadpoetry #poetrycommunity #myblog #blogging#mywriting#writingcommunity#poemstars#poemblog#brokenfriendship#globalpoetcult#writersfollowwriters#followforfollowbackIt's getting cold again
It reminds me of how the air felt
The day you left the door open.
All these changes with the trees
As the breeze takes some leaves
Creating a cyclone of memories.
And just like that they start a
New beginning
But I haven't even reached my ending.
©ashley_m_1991