I really want to take a break from this busy life and want to response to the 'Call of the Wild'❤️ ------------------------------------------------------------------- #cees_cw_chall Thanks for this opportunity! The topic is really amazing!! ❤️❤️ ( #alliteration )
Why moments come in a life If they are meant not to last long? Only leave some shimmering strands of lie, In the blue veins of ongoing prolong.
Spells of love, witchcraft of sorrows; Seasons are celebrated in chests' red hollows. Awakening of the sleep of Earthly life and narrows; Realisation of sojourner, the pen of a soul follows.
(Inked by a soul)
The era is never ending for the people like us. How can one deny the truth? Every portrait is made on our canvas. Otherwise the mechanical future stops it's growth.
Money? I never feel the peace in my life! Black men, white men, women, children— Our sweat produces products, we work knowing die. I'm a sojourner— the pen of a worker writes down.
(Inked by a worker)
Battles and wars, many times we protect the scars; Can we say ourselves the travelling sufferers? Staying alive may be a mirage when a bomb blasts, Happy family are the most unfamiliar words in camps.
Since the beginning of civilizations, young members Have been protecting everyone by being martyrs. We are the true and gallant lovers of nations; I'm a selfless sojourner — the pen of a soldier commands.
(Inked by a soldier)
The lifetime labyrinth of lullabies and lies; Religion, racism, subordination— where does the Humanity live? The happiness can be found where the togetherness grows; The Dove of peace with love wants to arouse.
The harmony is fading day by day. Isn't it something to worry about? People should promise to make a better world of obey. Am I a sojourner?— the pen of Humanity can't sort out.
Shades of emotions, colours washed out; Invisible sides of your are hidden for reasons. Hey! Under your loose mask you are burnt out; Although mask is an essential comodity nowadays!
The party is organized, the known is unknown And the unknown is known in many cases. The Organizer Himself hide above the horizon; Random people enter with colourful faces and dresses.
All enjoy the dance with their choosen partners; The one night will turn into thousand memories and flaws. The eyes with questions try to peep into the souls Amidst the symphony of happiness,suspensions,sorrows.
Everyone is a talented participant but with mask, Food, drinks and formalities are just to accomplish a purpose. Only a few true couples win each other's trust; Others ask themselves— Will there be a chance?
The loneliness lies silently, nobody reveals Layers under layers make a face's inside ruin. The cloud of feelings pull above certain intentions. Alas! Still all are hidden behind the masks' celebration.
Inside there the handcuffs of insecurities Playing chase in a reliable manner in the darkness We just put on the masks and make busy ourselves To avoid this madness of sadness which stays unexpressed.
Everytime you think that everything is falling apart always remember that whenever there is a huge trouble arrives, your beloved people are there to protect you and whenever there is nobody beside you, your soul produces the present better version of yourself.
Everytime a negetive thought comes into my mind, I try to replace it like this way: ( In this new beginning I'll be happy to share the hidden meanings of those negetive words to my Mirakee Family )
Disabilities = Different Abilities Fear = Free like a bird in the air
Hopeless = Hope not for the less Weak = Wake up for the best
Failure = Fighting against my errors Sick = Seeking for not being seek
Mistakes = My version upgrades Hate = Hats off to congratulate
As we all know, END = Effort Never Dies And I want to greet myself like this everytime I fall.
*No more tears, no more pains I'll be happy if you all fulfill your dreams.
Wanderer I am, restless. A silent wood is full of soulful sequences. Banished myself from the urban life. The spectre is seeking for her soul's sound.
Intuition feels that stillness I'm inhaling all of these. PEACEFUL! Mind remarks. The misty cold breeze heals. The dawn, the bright new sun rays Amidst the fog; no dealing with vengeance. DIVINE! I hear sudden burbles, And finds the nature's white music of ripples.
The heaven comes to me, As a celestial being. The spectrum reflects, the water Bubbles over rocks and brunches.
The tiny and hurrying ripples, Only glides and trickles, The bubbles, the blowing winds on water, The waterfall is wearing it's day's garment. The greenary is so mesmerising, The water's continuous pourin'; I can't hold myself, take a deep breath, Take my bag pack of, and come closer!
The cold water makes me fresh, I stand bottom and look up! The SPLASH! I'm rejuvenated!
Today I'll play with water I'm feeling happy from inside. My stresses are bewildered. This graceful Majesty's earth's heaven! I've never seen such an alluring essence. The pleasant beauty delights me; The fall's song is the glee of finding me. And suddenly the rainbow appears!
Her piano knows her pain, high and low the keys obtain. The mellifluous hymen she is continuously conductin', Gives her strength to shine to fight her war of life. The bless of her rhythm, her aura, her love. She is waiting for something for the rest of her life. Her luminosity of tattered though tranquil thoughts, The enriched effulgence of enchanting enigma. She is silently gliding and waving her soulful sorrows. Does he forget the couple of chirping swallows? She never persues , she is waiting. Is she waiting for him? No. She is waiting to relish her verse of love. That's why she is singing , tuning and chanting Her enormous empathetic memories of love Are not for bottling up in the jar, She is her butterfly of hope, She knows her melodious misery once provoked.
Gigantic, formative Nebula, The cloud of particles, gasses and rays; The light, itself dark at there, Traveling light-years in that vast maze.
Million billion galaxies with their Uncountable stars and black holes; Never count the stars after their death, Because they know those thousand-year-olds, Can take rest also, after completing Their duties by burning their souls.
Largest blue stars, big white stars, Small yellows and smallest reds— That's it. But all are individual, Formidable and boastful alchemists.
Thousands of comets with high electromagnetic Radiations, asteroids and meteoroids In planetary orbits; space is just Containing low density of particles. Predominantly, a plasma of Hydrogen and helium itself is.
At the mystical journey into the impossible, Here is a question Science remains; If the human brain cells and the universe Have similar structures, what giant's brain cells The universe itself forms! And the journey goes on~
Finding BLISS in SERVICE. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
When there's Love, there's Service.
One automatically becomes the servant of their Lover. It's not a service done for formalities, it's performed out of Love.
Taking care of the emotional, physical, mental and spiritual needs of our loved ones becomes an obligatory duty. It's a Responsibility for every heart that loves, to Satisfy and Please the one it loves.
But we see, even after doing everything, loving someone till our last breath, we see that, they are still not satisfied.
Father is busy serving his family, Man is busy serving his Wife and vice versa, Soldier is busy serving his Nation, Social Workers are busy serving the Society, but their efforts are very much in vain.
Today, no one will be happy with whatever we do for them. No matter how much you try to please them, their happiness is short termed.
After sacrificing and losing so much, working day and night for everyone, with all our blood, sweat and tears, at last they say, “What have you done for us?”
And that's when we come to know that even our own happiness was temporary. It doesn't matter if our love was pure and unconditional, it won't be valued in this world. Our hearts will certainly shatter.
Only and only God knows the true value of your love, your tears and your affection.
Krishna is the epitome of Love. Devotional Service rendered to Him out of pure love is just for pleasing and satisfying Him.
And when Krishna is satisfied, then everyone is satisfied.
Just like if the Father, the head of the family, is satisfied and happy, the whole family, old - young, wife - daughter - son, everyone will be happy.
Krishna is our Father. He is satisfied even by a single leaf, a drop of water, a small fruit or a little flower offered to Him, requisite that it is done with love. (This He confirms Himself in the Bhagvad Gita 9.26)
And when we serve Him in this way, we would automatically become Happy and attain the state of Pure Bliss. This is the only way to attain the much needed Spiritual Bliss that all our souls are craving for.
When we feel Bliss, we will feel Love. When we feel Love, we will automatically feel Bliss.
This is the only way to become Happy in this world.
To get free from problems and anxiety, we all have to take shelter to Hari.
This is the only way to please everyone, to satisfy everyone.
So, to make the world happy, satisfied and peaceful, we must do our best to please the Lord.
May the blessings of Govinda be upon everyone who reads this.
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According to our humour we choose different musics Emotions changes Like winter ,summer and spring .
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To keep my fearful reality away from me, Only for few minutes I live in my own fantasy . Nature assembled around me and Embrace my quirk . I wake up With Amorphous amount of hope and some hazy memories.
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Life and struggle is like light and prism .. When light passes through prism Explosion of colorful life come out .
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Night is not stygian . It's tenebrous bcz Sometimes we don't wanna see light . Open your eyes and see The stars in empyrean Shining bright .
Little amount of sweetness Little amount of Strife Blend of plumbless Agony and blithness ...this is life .