See how I rise from the ashes And ruin your well gained fame See how I lace your blood With toxicating venom And make you suffer Just the way I did See how I demolish your kingdom And make you wander Like a lonely kid See how I convert your radiating aura Into the ashes of darkness See how I justice the each and every tear Leaked from the debris of my heart How all your devious was plans Are thrown into a hole of failure . #love#poem#heart#heartbreak#suffer #lonely#cees_rise_chall
I wish there was a certain luminosity evident When your tranquil orbs meet mine I wish I was the euphonious Serenade You sing in the euphoric Twilight I wish I was the lovely zephyr Who gets to ruffle your lucious hair I wish hatred was not an emotion Your joyous heart holded for me I wish the ephemeral moments were lifelong Which consumed a part of my detritus heart I wish I was the aesthetically pleasing beauty Your refulgent eyes lounged to see I wish my eyes could decipher The emotion concealed in your orbs I wish I was the one you loved . . #heart#love#poem#oneside@mirakee@writersnetwork@writersjoy@jeuzy3
Hell is seeing you in my dreams and chasing you in my memories. I think you casted magic spell on my heart which makes me think about you everyday. I know you think I am a girl in your crowded eyes who likes you but it is not. You didn't give me your heart with the most intoxicating curse ever which tries to rip my heart away and conceal it in the debris of my sadness.
I remember the prison of your memories and now I am drowning in pain. I am overwhelmed by the feelings consumed in this maniac heart but at the same time you are so elusive.
I am lost in the meadows of your love Drowning in the tears of pain Cursed by the loneliness around Which kills me deeper and deeper everyday
My eyes shut in forever darkness Even before the gleams of light Could touch my skin My lungs suffocated ruthlessly Even before I could smell The outside world My limbs lost the desire to walk To the life which was ahead of me The echos of my voice fainted Even before the world could hear my laughter
These people accused me of crimes I never committed Ma, is being a girl such a blameworthy mistake? These atrocious people disowned me Even before I could sense my mistake Because these people desired a flame Instead I become the mother's blame
Ma, I want to become The reason of your laughter I want to illuminate the world With my presence But all the want is to Bury me in a coffin if dead Ma, is being a girl such an unforgivable mistake.?
Even in the womb I heared you screaming on top of your lungs To save your angel from being dead But all they did was to threaten you. Ma, is the world so terrifying outside?
I kicked you hard and you sensed my pain You drew comforting circles on your stomach As if you were stroking my head "Angel, the world is so terrifying outside. I am sorry, your life is so short inside" My heartbeat went shriller The echos of my voice fainted Ma, is being a girl such an inexpiable mistake.
I had an sudden urge to spill my anger somewhere while reading about Vedic Ages so I thought poem will be the best way. Sorry if I offended someone If this poem offends u all then I will delete it. ~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~••~
GLIMPSE OF INDIAN SOCIETY
Since this world came into existence Humans have not left a way to torture other Call it dharma or call it karma They relate people's value On the basis of their cast Or which religion they follow The divine brotherhood which everyone preaches Is not visible in the mentality of the people The priest predominant the life of the people Making them ignorant of the actual scriptures Like we had in the later vedic age
In the cast hierarchy some people are considered unholy But what's their crime? It's because they belong to backward classes Aren't they just another human made by God Discriminating them will be discriminating Almighty.
In India many girls are not given privileges. In later Vedic Age they were abandoned These atrocious people regarded son as The light to their clan And they consider girl as the mother's blame Now also many places like Haryana Practices female foeticide and infanticide Just because they think girls are inferior
Humans also cause injustice to one another Many people become victims of wars And many innocents are confined to death. Is anything written in the holy scriptures About causing harm and injustice?
We are the one who has made these rules And we do all kind of thing in the name of God God never told us to discriminate people God never told us girls are inferior God never told us to be racist God never told us to do injustice But then why we all do these things.?? From where do these practices crept in the society?? Anyone has an answer for this?
~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•~••~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• Once again sorry if offended. But it's the truth of the Indian society. People say India is changing but there are some evil practice prevalent in distant parts of the country due to the lack of knowledge. We can only be advance country if we kill all the evils of the society.
perhaps the clouds are nothing but industrial smoke and i am just reliving the memories of yours perhaps there will be ashes instead of rains and it will fall upon my eyes to hide my tears like the beeping of machine gives me trauma and one wrong word could've fused my life together
your face was like the respite in the calmness , you were laying in the serine air bubble surrounding a raging storm with your eyebrows knitted together and the corner of your lips down turned into your eyes from your frown. your eyes closed...they were closed. i could feel my heartbeat pacing against my ribs. i kept enchanting 'he's going to be fine' almost convincing myself. i was silently praying that you would open your eyes soon and i would again see those chocolate brown specks of light. i forthwith felt a tap on my left shoulder, as i turned around i was encountered with your doctor's face. i knew that, 'oh you poor kid' look. he was pitying me. but why? why would he look at me like that? when i was about to question, he abruptly said
"i am sorry...it's too late, i wish he was diagnosed a bit earlier."
i remember the inadmissible feeling i had after i heard his words. it felt like i was the one dying. it was coherent though because i researched a lot about it, brain tumour; a cancerous or non-cancerous mass or growth of abnormal cells in the brain. tumours can start in the brain, or cancer elsewhere in the body can spread to the brain. i wanted to save me by saving you. too late he said, it wasn't easy to register his statement completely into my brains. the lump in my throat was arduous to swallow. something was sinking inside my chest.
i did not expect you to stay i was a sin, kept you far from sainthood even so, it was pleasant to imagine a future by moonlight with a cobalt blue glow in you matching the shoreline of luminous creatures you carried my turmoil with you when you sang your lullaby of departure
i couldn't give up on you, i wasn't audacious enough, for i didn't know any home other than your side. i wanted to believe in God for the first time in my life. i wanted to find out if i could pause time on every single memory and every picture we clicked, looking like naive fellows in love. when everything was one heartbeat away from being heartbroken, you said the words i condemned to hear, your last words were -
"i love you. always had, always will. i will read you from there. just keep looking at my way time to time."
someone once asked me, "how do you feel when you lose the person you love the most?" i couldn't answer then, but i have an answer now. when you lose the person you love the most you become incompetent of feeling anything at all.
i don't prefer calling and i certainly don't waste good paper to write maybe i can get my name change in afterlife forfeit i can cease myself askin' for few years the siren would not keep me awake at night & they told me that i can't outrun my issues but let me try just this once
She waited by the window pane, not one day but time and again. She used to tell him her story, some sad,some mystical,sume full of glory. She was her only ray of hope, with him all her worries would elope. He was the only one who brought peace to her chaotic mind, He taught her to love herself ,for she was one of her kind. But today , it was almost midnight, and he was nowhere to be found in sight. It seems he was with clouds ,playing hide and seek, To see clouds giggle was in itself unique. That day she could not meet her midnight friend, as those pale foggy clouds descend. her friend was no other than stars and the midnight moon, who for her were no less than a boon.
**Well nepotism is faced everywhere ..at schools, colleges, family, workplace, industries, friendcircles(we choose whom to talk with and why to talk, somewhere we frame a criteria)......and I think it can't be stopped completely but I guess it can be controlled to certain extent. Please stop being part of such discrimination and you may not stop someone from practising it but you can stop supporting them by boycotting it.**