Mirakee
In the tunnel of being trapped or devastated again,
I was too scared to feel the notion
Of being loved,
And then,
You made me feel again the happiness of being loved ...
You made me feel again, how beautiful trusting is...
You made me relay on believe again....
You made me realise...
How beautiful hugging a person who loves you with all heart and soul...
Who makes you feel,
How to fix those broken pieces of fear and pain into all smiles...
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flora23
13w
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flora23
20w
Year's back,
I felt the scares of fear,
I was broken with thought of being threaten...
I felt like,
I was lost in the silence..
I prayed and smiled..
For some new vibes of direction...
Moved to a city,
Restarted, followed, and went on...
Passed on the hardest battle of being depressed, alone and fear of ignored.... .
But I didn't forgot
to smile...
I wondered life ,
Awaited new challenges,
And went on...
Been Long 1 year,
I am back among my own people...
With a smile,
Being the new thought by new strong me...
I am blessed again...
With the warmth of life...
With the people, I gifted in life...
Yet again,
Life is indeed a blessing
When you relish,
Life in real...
Aura of joy...
Hope and prayers....
©flora23 -
flora23
23w
Cingulomania
Admist of sober thoughts of emotions...
We often realises those unrealise emotions of wings around...
A decent smile booms the worries of unsaid fantasies...
Just with the hope of flow and fate...
Perhaps,
Its all about...
Hugging around those fear and perpetual thought of life and it's stories around... -
flora23
24w
I wonder if,
Things get change over the flow of time and yet we get scattered again...
Some real reasons of being happy and life confuse you over same thoughts of worries,
And you tends to be the own barrier of your happiness....
And we fail to capture those happy thoughts yet again... -
flora23
24w
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Always saw her growing...
Engaging with and within the world of colours and painting brushes...
I wonder she had her own beautiful world in her own made portraits...
And suddenly..
The innocence was somewhere lost in the bigger thoughts of solving the problems of physics and mathematics.
And finding herself in the equations of big theorems and theory...
She almost forgotten her favorite color and smell of paints she grew with...
I almost felt guilty with the time and life hints we fail to figure out..
And just complain why...
But today..
I witness her dreaming again while rejoicing with her old friend she left behind..Always saw her growing...
Engaging with and within the world of colours and painting brushes...
I wonder she had her own beautiful world in her own made portraits...
And suddenly..
The innocence was somewhere lost in the bigger thoughts of solving the problems of physics and mathematics.
And finding herself in the equations of big theorems and theory...
She almost forgotten her favorite color and smell of paints she grew with...
I almost felt guilty with the time and life hints we fail to figure out..
And just complain why...
But today..
I witness her dreaming again while rejoicing with her old friend she left behind.. -
flora23
28w
The unreal emotions of loving and understanding a soul we haven't met,
But always admired and felt like,
He belong to us ,
His smile , his intelligence, and perception of life was always unbelievable .
The stories and significant aura of his life seems to be so larger than life, that he can't be compared!!
He is truly a God's child..
The fault in the stars, proven...
How how stars of life strings get seperated all sudden...
And makes you feel the worth when the person is gone...
Today we regret,
For being in the world, where we fail to inspire, remember, embrace when they are real around ..
And after the life is gone ,
Tears and flowers tends to be around in the death bed
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flora23
28w
Lost in the wave of unsaid feeling,
Lost in the era of inhumanity,
Lost in the concrete world of rivalry and hate..
Admist of horrible sarcasm and trolls..
We all have forgotten to love and live freely..
Be kind and speak good words for the world around.
Comon, if we can't do good!!
Let's be humble with words, and actions indeed. -
flora23
28w
Happiness
When you find all peace and calmness in the world of kindness and positivity.
©flora23 -
flora23
29w
Witness the bright beautiful night sky...
The loneliness wondering some musical chords of vibes..
Where,
I could just speak up all unsaid within..
Deep inside I feel like just be into the warmth of nature...
Just me, you and the bright huge sky..
©flora23 -
flora23
29w
In, my beautiful little world of chaos and chorus...
I choose to smile again...
Being happy over regret again.. .
©flora23
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impawan
102w
Read MoreUs raat hum sote nahi, jis raat tera khwaab na ho,
Kab soye honge aakhiri bar, shayad hi mujhe yaad ho.
©impawan
First line ke aage collab karlo yar...
Us raat hum sote nahi, jis raat tera khwaab na ho,
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------.उस रात हम सोते नहीं, जिस रात तेरा ख्वाब ना हो,
कब सोए होंगे आखिरी बार, शायद ही मुझे याद हो।
©impawan
उस रात हम सोते नहीं, जिस रात तेरा ख्वाब ना हो,
उस रात की सुबह कैसी, जहाँ तेरी याद ना हो।
©prachipriya -
ksingh3112
129w
Life
When life makes u to the worst .......
Have patience.....somewhere best is waiting for you ......
©ksingh -
aditi01
123w
MATTERED
Only that "Hey" and "Good bye" mattered in the end. The things in between didn't even bothered them.
©aditi01 -
We are wired to code
Tangled in structures
And damned by destiny!
©shinigami_shinderu -
Black lips, body Turing black,
Dress me up like the pretty girl
You think I am,
Then burn my body,
Would anyone care?
The final warmth of peace,
Silence inside my head.
Will it feel better to be dead?
©sakshibanode -
chazimissyou
123w
Chester
When I miss you I look at those heavens and start searching you on clouds
©kritikalp -
Broken winged butterfly
She was as elegant as a butterfly
Walking down the street.
Calm as breeze, still she had eyes engaging.
She was simply the purest form of art
By the lord of all being.
It was seven in the evening,
Sun lay low beneath the horizon.
The moon was ashamed of itself,
As the most impressive beauty passing
By the lonely trail.
Suddenly few hungry men appeared
Just like the lusty wolves
Of the darkest regions of manhood.
She was unaware of those lusty creatures.
She was passive and continued to walk like
The elegant little butterfly
Under the night sky.
One and then all came in front of her,
Their eyes sparkling with hunger and lust!
Their soul wanted softness of milk
And feel of quenching thousand years' thirst.
The moon of the dark streets began to tremble,
She thought to flee but
The wolves surrounded her from all way.
She was just like a bird in the cage.
And after the thirsty laugh
All lusty eyes fall upon the butterfly.
They tore her apart. Her body was
Shivering with pain and shame.
They pressed hard her soft skin, they pushed out and in.
With all motion, words came out from her mouth,
Tears rolled down her beautiful deer eyes,
Tears which said, 'No more, I can't t take this anymore!'
But the wolves squeezed all moisture and
Left her bloody and naked in the streets.
SHE started running.
Running, running and only running
Through the streets and then got
A river to dip in.
She jumped and never came up.
She remained their until she was nothing but
A non living.
One more beautiful butterfly was found atlast with
Broken wings, under this pathetic and morose world.
No one stood by her in her painful times
Except the wings of death and dark.
©sannidhya01 -
Too Much Disturbance
There's so much of noise out there,
Forget about the people's advices,
You won't be able to hear your own.
©jatingarg2868 -
dilnawaz786
124w
Urdu Romantic Ghazal
Kash koi aisa din ho !
Ya aisi rat ho ke
Jisme main tere
aur tum mere sath
ho !
Koi aisi sham ho
ke jisme pas raho tum aur hamare
jazbat ho !
Koi darr na rahe
Zamane ka jahan
Aisi dunya me
Hamari mulaqat ho !
Jahan haya na ho
Aur na parde ki
Bat ho !
Sirf tumhare jism se mere jism ka sath ho !
Be-libas tum raho
Be-libas hum rahein ,
Ishq me aise bhi lamhat ho !!
(Dilnawaz)
©dilnawaz786 -
irina_lupher
125w
There are still a lot of memories
Drenched up in fear
Soaking me dead.
©irina_lupher
