In the darkness of
The peaceful night
I stand beneath the
sky, staring at the
moon and stars
Leaving behind the
Hustles I've gone
Through in the
Chaotic bright day.
That silence actually
Has the scream of
Broken hearts finding
Hope in the gloom.
©fatema153
fatema153
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fatema153 1w
When I flip the pages
Of an old dairy,
I can feel the happiness
Of getting extra toffee
From the shopkeeper,
I can feel the excitement
Of going out to play
With friends in the evening,
I can feel the emotions
Attached with that bicycle
My father brought for me,
I can feel the achievement
Of scoring best marks in
An examination,
I can feel the pleasure of
Days showed the great
Phase of this life,
I can feel the heart filled
With innocence and love
Which used to be true and pure.
When I flip the pages
Of an old diary,
I can relive each and
Every moment
Which are written in
Words to cherish
Them as beautiful
Memories forever.
©fatema153 -
fatema153 1w
Instead of letting
It left unread
You should've read
Till the end
You might have
stopped reading
Because of the
Pain written in
Between the pages
But maybe, it would have
An ending like the day with
The beautiful sunset.
©fatema153 -
When a book is opened
Silence of thousands
Of emotions can be heard
Laid on the sheet of paper
in the shape of written words
When a book is opened
A mind trapped in unnecessary
Thoughts and heart in confused
Feelings find absolute peace
When a book is opened
A life is given more values
And ethics to follow
©fatema153 -
fatema153 1w
Its beautiful
Instead of finding
Reasons of happiness
You've learned to
Smile in every phase
Its beautiful
Instead of sharing
Your pain with others
You've learned to
Heal your own wounds
Its beautiful
Instead of dreaming
About easy life
You've learned the ways
To make it so
©fatema153 -
There is absolute
Peace in writing
Every feel of your
Heart in beautiful
Words increasing
Its worth
©fatema153 -
She waits for the night
Whole day all alone
With the eager to meet
Those stars and to recite
Them the emotions
She has written
In the poetry!
©fatema153 -
I wish i could hold that
moment little longer
when you told the
Reason behind your
Smile just after
Looking into my eyes
I wish i could hold that
Moment little longer
When you showed
The pages of your secret
Diary filled with poetries
About the moments
We spent together
I wish i could hold that
Moment little longer
When you confessed
The love and the world
Around me actually
Became the most beautiful
Place to live in along with you
©fatema153 -
Just like that deep ocean
Her eyes are meant to
Dive in the deepness to
Witness the pearls of true love!!
©fatema153 -
She wrapped all her fears
In the words of bravery
And let the world read the
Poetry of accomplishments
©fatema153
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©fairytales_
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I swapped the hobbies.
Now i walk on grass
& you sit just sipping
The ginger tea &
I walk a little more.
Little more and little more
& you sit just gawking
At me from a distance.
You are afraid of my
Feet taking me away
Away from you. From us.
I swapped the love.
Now i wipe my face,
My lips with your fingers
& you still gawk at me
From under your hoodie.
The floor is as cold as
Your hands.Roaming
Around the shelves,
Around the doorknob.
& around the sheets,
& around my neck.
& around me.
You sit cross-legged
Again gawking at
Me roaming around
The room.
You are afraid of
My skin turning into ashes.
You are afraid of losing.
Us. Me.
©dusky_dawn -
soulfulstirrings 1w
Ever wondered that every single creature alive around us has to struggle in it's own way to sustain ... Nothing comes easy and one has to keep moving no matter what .. so when you come to a pause in your life take a breather and look at that little bird who leaves behind her fledglings unguarded to fetch back morsels of food ..her each flight is a flight of faith .. without which this world cannot exist .
If she can .
You can .
#selftalk
Image credit to the rightful owner .And on days when I feel low...
I look around and draw strength from nature
Of how she transcends all odds
Of how she lets everything happen at its own pace
Of how she tames the chaos that oft rocks her
Of how she keeps flowing
regardless of the breaches that invade her course
And I ..
So wish to be like her
Silent and resilient
/Bowing only to the destiny that was etched on my forehead
the day I was born/
Nothing less
Nothing more
©soulfulstirrings -
atticoftheheart 6w
She is a star wrapped up in human form,
Unknown to herself
Unseen by those around her.
A cell dividing into itself, pulled her in
Around it,
Then, through it as it divided around her white light.
Growing up, nothing is remembered.
She may run too fast,
Sometimes sing in voices only trees can hear,
But human she is to herself.
She may need solitude,
Because when she's alone,
She's detached from obligations
She don’t need to put on a show,
She can hear her own thoughts
And feel what's her intuition is telling her.
But the truth is,
Throughout her life there will be times
When the world gets real quiet
And the only thing left is the beat of her own heart
So she'll better learn the sound of it,
Otherwise she could understand what it’s telling her
Would her grave be
Deeper than her wounds?
Would the warmth of the morning sun
Still reach to her cold forgotten body?
She'll leaving you wondering
Why storms are named after people
They cut her so deep even stitches
Couldn't seal and now her words bleed
From wounds that can't heal
She pretended to be okay and she ended up
Believing that she is
She didn't realize that the more she pretend
The more she was breaking.
She got lost in her pretences
And forgot about reality
She mastered the art of pretending
Now its her time to break the mirage because
There is so much out there for her to experience and she want to do before its too late.
©atticoftheheart
Thank you @writersnetwork ❤She always confused her destruction
With divine intervention
She pretended to be okay and
She ended up believing that she is
She didn't realize that the more she pretend
The more she was breaking.
And she got lost in her pretences
Now forgot about reality.
©atticoftheheart -
A sumptuous sunrise
Spy through the curtain
as we hail the morn
beneath satin sheets
creating our own
Shimmering dewdrops
before a wide eyed
blashful horizon
©taekook_maknae -
taekook_maknae 7w
#tetractys #lame @writersnetwork repost thanks a ton for this unexpected repost ❤❤
@mirakeeNight
Expands
Her blackness
Over the earth
As she waves the weary mind to catnap
©taekook_maknae -
sproutedseeds 7w
#wod#tetractys#mirakee#writersnetwork
@mirakee@writersnetwork
@writersnetwork thank you so much for the repost
❤️❤️TETRACTYS
Hold
on your
dreams,desires
with confidence
in your capabilities, never quit.
©sproutedseeds
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love_whispererr 7w
I'm a scathed town
with some stained heartbreaks
Ensnared by many
frenzied metaphors
But still waiting for a corpse
to jump on its white clothes.
I'm an enchanting town
with off-white kindness
Shimmered by the
unveiled face of the yarel
But still waiting for a smile
of her red lips in the dark night.
I'm a soaring town
with many ashamed memories
Hidden behind the rented
clouds of December
But still waiting for the
last breath of old year.
I'm a poetic town
with falling soliloquies
scribbled by a tipsy poet
with the delicate touch
of his numb hiraeth
but still waiting for the
first drop of summer rain.
I'm a woebegone town
with intolerable journey
Covered by heartless
holocaust and refined deathbeds
But still waiting for
blooming of pot marigolds on me.
I'm a forgotten town
with many callous morgues
Buried beneath the gleaming
stars and cold moon
But still waiting for the
opulent smile of azure sky.
I'm a veiled town
with many choked stomachs
Breathed near the hair
of an uncherished mannequin
But still waiting for the fragrance
of petrichor in a rainy night.
/I'm a town/
~AND YOU BELONG TO THAT TOWN
©bidya b.
#dropc (pc_pinterest).
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atticoftheheart 7w
Your every move
seems to catch my eye
And your warmth
draws me closer to you
I want to touch your hand
to see if it fits into mine
I want to touch your face
to see your eyes flutter
I yearn for your touch
I dread to hear your voice
and for you to be beside me
All I want is for you to sing
lullabies in these cold nights
But we could only meet
in a place called my head
As I drift off into sleep
In my dreams, we meet again
Your eyes are a mystery
They can excite the most peaceful beats
Yet able to pacify the wildest beast
In my heart
You're a living poetry
No words I can say nor that
I will ever commit to memory will
Encompass my divine presence
You're gallivanting masterpiece,
What can an artist utter to the human eyes
Ultimate desire;
So magnificently crafted a surreal aesthetic
To say I love you, that I adore your every movement, That I kiss the ground upon which you walk
Are all a silver of the vast depth
Of my endearment of my pure unadulterated
Love for you
What we have is something untainted,
Timeless,
It's irreplaceable
It is us
You are my muse
the pigment in my hues
You bring me meaning
but sometimes the heart
can be deceiving
I'm risking myself from falling
but the more I resist
The further that I fall
The way your eyes shine
and the radiance in your smile
sends shivers down my spine
Your voice so melliflous
your laugh so vigorous
But I promise you darling
it's not just your skin
it's not the only reason
there's more about you
so much more
that I adore
Your flaws
your insecurities
seems to pass me by
I love you
I love your everything
Everything about you seems fitting
And this is what I am feeling
You're my everything
Your every move
seems to catch my eye
And your warmth
draws me closer to you
I want to touch your hand
to see if it fits into mine
I want to touch your face
to see your eyes flutter
I yearn for your touch
I dread to hear your voice
and for you to be beside me
All I want is for you to sing
lullabies in these cold nights
But we could only meet
in a place called my head
As I drift off into sleep
In my dreams, we meet again
I adore you from afar
not expecting anything
Admiring you
is the sweetest inspiration.
At least let me leave traces of you
Eteched on paper by ink
All my love and affection
To make your good impact remembered
To be seen
A hundred years
From now.
©atticoftheheart♡
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antheia_ 7w
#question #skyfearc
FOOD FOR THOUGHT
What if poetry
becomes a magical
demulcent assuaging the
cordolium of every broken heart?
What if we become a li'l
more valorous to annihilate
the despondency resulting
from our setbacks, vowing only
to emerge stronger than ever?
What if every child gets
the latitude to grow, flourish
& cherish a blessed childhood?
What if the sky fears shedding
scarlet tears whenever an innocent
damsel suffers brutality, is maimed & ruined
and left to die bloodied, bruised neath
its blue wide canopy with it being
just a silent spectator?
What if the hatred in
human hearts gets effaced,
the monstrosity of the humankind
obliterates with the light of
knowledge & the world just
becomes a better place to live in??
What if....?
©antheia_
112~20.
