Your thoughts and ideas are what we need, so write...write everything you can...©goodwrites
A South African women was crownedMiss universe yesterdaywhich was impossible conventionally a few decades backShe was crowned for her beautiful skin and hairBut most importantly for the outstanding woman she is!Finland chose a 35 yr old womenAs their prime minister yesterday,The youngest person to do so ever,She also heads a 4 party coalition and was brought up by gay parentsWomen are being celebrated everywhere They are leading the way fearlessly, With spectacular glory and charmAnd what do we do? Only with sorrow and anger Can I realize I live in a countryWhere women are raped and burntWhere gender equality is a jokeMore or less a mythWhere cows and statuesAre given more priority than womenAnd rulers divide and destroy the nationMercilessly based on religion and casteWhat a beautiful time to be alive!©achsah_raichel
It's easier, not to trustIt's easier, not to have faithIt's easier, not to forgiveIts easier, to live without hopeIt's easier to give upIt's easier to just dieBut to live, to face life as it comesIt ain't easy, you need to rise, Rise above the unleashing forces Of demonic spirits that conquer our minds,And capture our souls swiftly.Bounce back, fight till victory,Don't oh don't you take the easier road!©count_your_blessings
Papa Ek baat puchuAap aaj bhi har baar ki tarah taal mat denaMe: papa aap khudke liye kuch nahi hmare liye itna kyu karte hoAapne hamesha khudki nhi Sochi hmesha sbka sochte rhte ho.Apko pta h mene apke liye kuch nahi kia fir bhi aap mujse pyar krte ho....Kyaa aap mere liye nhi karte to bhi me apse pyar karti...??Agar maa ne jivan dia h to papa ne us jivan me sab kuch dia h.Love your dad...i love my dad...i love you PapaThink about it©harshakhatri
I'm still searching for youamongst my lonely, silent verses, you must be hiding somewhere between those sorrowful, fragile writings. I'm still longing for you in my poems, made of illusory dreams. I'm knitting my wordsinto necklace of pearls, but nothing could fulfill my heartmore than your love.©lenalenka
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Why are you so worried always?
Why do you care so much about everyone?
Last time you spoilt your movie date crying about the pregnant beggar on the street. And remember that day when you missed your job interview as your maid had fever?
Also dont forget that girl in your hostel, who spoke so evil about you, who tried to harm you still you took her to the hospital when she was suffering.
You also used to share your lunch with a girl who could not afford ordering food. Then there was this girl in your final year, who never spoke to you. She ignored you and was so inconsiderate to you and so on. Why did you teach her then? Why did you share your hard work, your notes with her?
A little something about my dreamsOften untold and forgottenVivid, colourful sometimes grey;Of many inexplicable thoughts I haveTo the several unknown faces That I see each day, moving past me;Fantasies, my very own, wild and unpolishedDreams, they come and go, Unheard every night!©count_your_blessings
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She was an ocean, Her eyes, deep sea blue, Hair, a long curvy beach, Laughter, sound waves, Heart, deep sea of defending silence, And her anger, a roaring Tsunami. He was just a small boat. Lost in her.©komalpretty27
I'll be back
The roads to your heart are enshrine My intentions are always genuine But I'll leave you every time Only to return to what's mine©Audley Johnson
I'm not sure what i wrote, but I'm happy atleast i could.