Mirakee
I guess I'm slowly learning how to become unattached.
All the things in life I've loved have never seemed to love me back
shravan7
Feeling lost and unsure about what you want to do is perfectly normal. Don't stress it.
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shravan7
1w
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shravan7
2w
Relationships can bring both excitement and uncertainty into our lives. This can make it hard to know if your love interest is part of your future or just a distraction
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shravan7
5w
I loved her a lot but
She couldn't love me back, I was strong support to her as she was to me,
Loving her was my only job I loved her a lot but she couldn't love me back
The journey was the glory with her, Love was on cloud nine
Facing the storms with her was as easy as it never could be I loved her a lot but she could not
love me back! -
shravan7
5w
The universe will send u exactly what u asked for, and then send u a distraction to see if you're gonna fuck up what you've asked for.
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shravan7
5w
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I know you want to be loved but. Give it a break for real
You'll get one when it's right time ��Heart breaks are important.
Fall in love and get your heart broken , at least once. This can give you a broad spectrum of experiences, emotions and feelings. You will have a great understanding of human mind , love, lust ,hormones…..it goes on. Be thankful that you got the privilege of getting your heart broken at least once or even more. Be optimistic. It's worth it. -
shravan7
6w
Time heals almost everything
Give it time -
shravan7
7w
Loving someone doesn't hurt but the expectations of getting loved by them does.
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shravan7
8w
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Winning and losing are two sides to coin.
Why is my life like this? Why do I have to suffer for things which are easily accessible to others?
Let me take you to our humble origins.
According to science the amount of semen that is released once an adult healthy male has intercourse contains 400 million sperm.
So, logically if that amount of sperm found a place in the womb of a girl, then 400 million babies would be created!
Out of this 400 million sperm, running like crazy towards the egg, only 300–500 sperm survive.
And the rest? They die of exhaustion or defeat on the way. These are 300–500 sperm, which have been able to reach the ovum. Only one of them, a very strong sperm, fertilizes the ovum or takes a seat in the ovum. That lucky sperm is you or me, or all of us.
Have you ever thought of this great war?
1. When you ran “there were no eyes, hands, feet, head, yet you won.
2. When you ran, you didn’t have a certificate, you didn’t have a brain, but you won.
3. You had no education when you ran, no one helped but you won.
4. You had a destination when you ran and you ran with a single mind, aiming at that destination and you won in the end.
- After that, many #babies are lost in the mother’s womb. But you are not dead, you have completed 9 full months.
- Many babies die at birth but you survived.
- Many babies die in the first 5 years of life. You are still alive.
- Many children die of malnutrition. Nothing happened to you.
- Many have left the world on the way to growing up, you are still there.
And today ……
You panic when something happens, you get frustrated, but why? Why do you think you lost? Why have you lost confidence? Now you have friends, siblings, certificates, everything. There are hands and feet, there is education, there is the brain to plan, there are people to help, yet you have lost hope.
When you did not give up on the first day of life. Fighting to the death with 400 million sperm, you won the competition alone without any help by running continuously.
Why do you break down when something happens ??
Why do you say I do not want to live?
Why did I say I lost?
why are you frustrated?
Why would you lose? Why rate? You won in the beginning, you will win in the end.
You were born a winner!
And this my folks is The subtle art of not losing hope
#never lose the Hope
#be_confident
#source #internet.
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shravan7
8w
Having a single friend who stands by your side is way better than having a herd of sheep who is always busy except the time they need something from you
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shravan7
9w
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Most people don't understand that the truth is
That every time you overcome yourself a little bit more,
The side effect is that you love yourself a little bit more!
Lines from the book
#book #becoming_supernatural
@Dr.joe_dispenza.
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bouncy
4d
Read MoreWhat if one night I invite you with an invitation sealed with a wax rose emblem and inked in a cursive?
Would you give it a whirl or turn it down?
What If I say, I'll wait for you at the door way at a haunted house, on the stairs wearing a red velvet dress, eyebrows filled in very lightly, a deep maroon eyeshadow and the darkest, earthiest brown pencil liner with dramatic mascara? Would you be excited to see me? Oh! I won't be putting concealer, I'll let the dark circles show for they are so sexy. But I'll put on a lipstick, the colour of coagulated blood.
Let's haunt moonlight in the woods and put on candle light rituals in a haunted house in the forest. Read classic poetry. How about gothic literature? We shall hold ghost story contests together and talk about the people who have been killed mysteriously by the author in the book. Why not set a classical music with wine? The notes softly bouncing on each one of the walls soo high, even the sky wails, "I'm scared, the music might melt my clouds".
Please enter the room with a silent foot that makes no sound upon the floor and put me on the black velvet bed, with black roses engulfing all across, with it's thorns soo sharp that even the clouds fear the thorns could hurt them to cause their tears flood. Let's reveal our lust with silent whispers as ghosts intertwined, as the moon shifts shape, ready for their feasts.
Put your lips on mine, suck the blood and I'll follow you like the rainbows following the rain. Let's turn naked than the flesh, make love stronger than the bone and drink each others freckles. I'll turn wet enough for a fire to thaw and spread thighs wide enough for a thunder to let in. I'll be your viaticum, feast me like a hungry wolf.
And when all of this is over, lets sing together in a language so old that even earth no longer remember and laugh so loud that even the sky cries, "I'm scared the resonance could destroy me."
Let's make our date little radical, little unreal, perhaps evil.
#bb_er #bb_dark #question #skyfearc @writersnetwork @writersbay 11:00am 12.01.2021.
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shreyah
1w
Read MoreReformers are people like you and me who have the audacity to chase rainbows and a little more to reach a successful execution.
/ Lay down a cornerstone to hit the milestone./
Exhibit dissent to the highest authorities which were raised for the well-being of a nation but over time, their subject-matter has changed. Their vision of development is limited to minting money for their own greedy-self. To stabilise this instability, a change is needed in the heart of political agendas and system, on the whole.
Exhibit dissent to the primitive and refined malpractices that are still followed behind the locked doors, open fields, on humans and animals, against abuse (mental or physical), patriarchy, violence, discrimination, stereotypes, bias, irrational traditions and myriad other atrocities that are pulled off day in and day out among us, by us. To annihilate the lair of inequity, a change is needed in our corroded mindset, ethos, roots, upbringing, by and large, in our dear society.
Zone out sternly off the virtual world and look around. Meet, communicate, engage with and chill around with family and people, in person. Break down the walls of seclusion. Embrace flaws and appreciate unfiltered faces. Sympathise, empathise and close in on reality. To restore the long lost "connection" between us and the people next door, a change is needed in our personality, praxis, broadly in our living.
Long story short-- "Dissent is important for a change and change is persistent and inexorable."
So, why not change for good?
O' offsider,
Let dissent prevail,
Let ideas exchange,
Uncloak your veil,
Effectuate a change.
©shreyah
#changetheworld.
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Time will pass and seasons will come and go.
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despair
2w
4.01.2021
Do whatever the hell you wanna do. It's your life, not someone else's. No one should be telling you how to go about it. Not with a tone of discouragement or by displaying false authority because you were born free so do not let anyone chain you down or keep you from thriving. Keep doing your thing and don't seek permission to grow at every step, you don't have to. You don't need any validation from any external source. Some people might not understand where you're coming from or why a certain thing matters more to you than it does to them which is okay. It's your dream for a reason. Do whatever it takes and remember that it's important to be true to yourself and your spirit before being true to other's.
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ibratkhan
14w
Halka halka muskura Raha Hun main
khayalon mein Teri tasvir banaa Raha Hun main
Jab chahun tujhe Gale kyon nahin laga sakta ye kaisi jindagi beta raha hun main
©ibratkhan -
ibratkhan
2w
Khud ka dard khud se zyada
Koi nahin samajh sakta
©ibratkhan -
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Sometimes everything scares me, when something goes wrong, the mess becomes more than what I am. My mind gets numb, thinking about how "we" changed. Why am I still in mess remembering you? I don't know the answer, if I find the words to express I will try reading it out loud for you. Furthermore, I hope you will hear my sour words.Nevertheless, as you say 'life goes on', these words echo in my ears every time & my mind stops thinking about the chaos.
ℎ , ? ℎ ℎ ℎ ℎ , ℎℎ ℎ ℎ ℎ , ℎ? ℎ ℎ ℎ ℎ ? , ℎ ℎ ℎ ℎ . ℎ ℎ ℎ , ℎ ℎ ℎ , ℎ, ℎ ℎ ℎ .
I won't lie but I truly miss you, I miss being myself in the first place. You know, whenever I sit near my balcony with a teacup.I remember the memories we shared .‘WE' -you, me, and tea...
“How everything changed in a fraction of a second? ". Again this question hits my corners of free-reflection and starts irritating to find myself in anger or frustrating loops. I don't know whether you will knock on my door again or not, but trust me, my door will be always open for you. I know, I no more possess the right to make you hold my hand beside me and I won't ever ask you to do so, but when the world will close its doors for you I will be still there at the end to hold your tears.
( To be continued..)
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gunjit_jain
2w
Read More*Because she was a girl?*
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// They didn't want a girl 'from' their son but now,
They want a girl 'for' that young boy, isn't it strange!
Dates changed and years have changed,
Hoping... that someday, they will also change. //
"How a girl will help them in bright future"
With this thought, they prayed for a boy,
With torture and pressure on the mother,
They spoiled her pregnancy period and joy.
They used many ways for assuring a male child,
Some were superstitions, some were illegal notions,
By chance, a girl took birth instead of boy,
They cursed the mother, for not approving 'abortion.'
They got a baby boy, after that girl,
Otherwise they would have killed the lady,
They were 'educated illiterates' who don't know
That this all is in that divine soul's custody.
They bounded the girl in society's imaginary chains,
And put restrictions on her in several ways,
They didn't let her live with internal peace,
Neither they allowed her to study, and to play.
Mercilessly, they cut out wings of that innocent girl,
Because they did't want her to fly,
They suppressed the voice of the blue infinite space,
Which, for her, had turned into 'grey coloured sky'.
They hurt her mental health every time and
Tortured her like she doesn't have feelings and heart,
The whole world shouted, about so called 'equality',
But she was ill treated, unlike her male counterpart.
She was born purely innocent and beautiful,
With exquisite eyes, full of infinite unfulfilled dreams,
Her beauty faded soon, due to this torture,
And her soothing voice had turned into screams.
Her wishes, her happiness were completely killed,
Whole family looked at her, as if she was a burden,
She became mentally depressed and ill,
And was wishing for a 6 feet grave in her garden.
No one supported her, no one listened to her,
Her scars, her pains were killing her from inside,
Breathing became more tougher for her,
So on one fine day, she commited suicide.
No one showed significant regret on her death,
Only one kind soul was crying, her mother,
Rest all felt a relaxation from a 'burden',
Her death, had not make them bother.
After few years, they demanded an educated girl
For their grandson, with beautiful face and eyes,
But they only had changed a cute girl into depressed
They even enjoyed her depression, and her demise.
This directly indicates their very small thinking
And their mind's extremely short range,
They didn't want a girl 'from' their son but now,
They want a girl 'for' that young boy, isn't it strange!
~ Gunjit Jain
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@writersnetwork thank you so much for read, like amd repost❤️❤️ my first WN repost❤️❤️
NOTE :- Nowadays, this practice is rare, and it's really a very good news. But, it is 'rare', not ended.
This practice is still practiced in few pockets of India (perhaps of world too). Many laws have made, but never implemented properly.
They aren't a burden man!! They are a blessing❤️Because she was a girl?
~ Gunjit Jain (Read the Caption) -
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They were scrolling through an online shopping app when she said, "Look at these models, how perfect they are and look at me, an ugly fat potato."
"But baby, from where I am, you look perfect to me," he said cheering her up.
"Shut up!"
"What! You don't think you are perfect?"
"Duh! No." She rolled her eyes.
"Come on," he said spreading his arm and as she came closer, he pulled her in his embrace. "Here, you are perfect now."
"Shut up!" She grinned and held onto him more tightly.
©dewanshk
