Nawsheen Muzamil Qadri||She'll never quit fighting her demons||
Free-willed writer||In persuit of myself||Kashmiri||
Meet me there in the woods,A river flows adjacent to its damp extremesA sailboat is docked there with our initials carved on it.Wait up for me for a few.And if the winds don't carry my scent to you.Know that it has been shrouded by the demons of the forest.There's no point turning back to save me,As I'd be dead by now.But you my beloved,Sail that boat,Away from these lands.These lands reek of hate and of foes and turmoil.Sail away my love,Before they suck away the love we nourished.Protect the love that I died fighting for.And when you're afar,And you catch your breath,And you settle downAnd you find a home,Write to me on the leaflets that may floatand reach the extremes of our hideous homeland.Write to me a great dealthat your leaves crowd this hellAnd wage a war with the cold humanity of our homeland.Do write to me my beloved.I'll be waiting for my justice to dawn.I'll be waiting for our love to resonate.©snow_musings
Byamari hy czi karihakh yailaajah,tchoorié nafnahas kyah karakh insaanah?Oh, you would cure a disease if you could,but O'human whatever can you do about the thief within?©snow_musings
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Thick_n_thin and light_n_dark,Would you traverse the path with me?©snow_musings
Word Prompt: Write a 3 word short write-up on Myriad
"Myraid lover problems."
Word Prompt: Write a 8 word short tale on Identity
Lost her identity in triumphing the unfathomable love.©snow_musings
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word micro-tale on Trust
Trust can take you places untraversed.©snow_musings
Word Prompt: Write a 8 word short write-up on Spark
Only when the spark sustained,The love survived.©snow_musings
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word one-liner on Distance
No, not distance.It was unlove.
Word Prompt: Write a 3 word short tale on Delicious
Delicious first attempts.
Sometimes I act like I am gonna die aloneAnd sometimes I act like I am gonna live without someone.
I hope you find a love that's easy. Really easy. The type of love where there aren't any mixed signals, just you and this person looking at each other across the room and know you each have it best. I hope you find a love thats selfless. The type of love where someone simply has your best interest at heart. The type of love where your happiness makes up so much of theirs.I hope you find a love that's willing to make sacrifices. The type of person who will meet you halfway.I hope you find a love that's faithful. You look at them and you just know there isn't anyone that can shake what you guys have.I hope you find a love that forgives you. The type of person who can see you make mistakes but also helps you to learn from them. The type of person who can see you at your worst and still think you're incredible. The type of person who understands you aren't perfect butlooks at you like you're the greatest thing that's ever happened to them, flaws and all.I hope you find a love that supports you. Someone who not only supports your dreams but wants to see you do well more than you do.I hope you find a love that will fight for you. Someone who will always be in your corner. Someone who will always choose you and the relationship you have.I hope you find someone who Would do anything to be With you. The type of person who wont let you walk away but goes after you if you try to.I hope you find someone who heals you. I hope you find someone who teaches you that you didn't deserve what happened to you in the past. Someone who truly values you for all you are and the person you make them.I hope you find a love that's your best friend.Your loudest laugh. Your biggest smile.Your number one fan. Your happiest memories.You deserve it.
Someone writes about you but you might never know.
#writersnetwork #mirakee"Boating across the river of fantasy"This is the world with a beautiful sight!So much to think and so much to write .....Happiness of my own world is no where in this swirl!Relationship with lots of love,and care, all in a whirl...If people scatter, it does matter ;Life is not like served in a platter..!Emerging togetherness, making life so easy ,But still I don't know why we are so choosy? Where there is no doom ; only boon...Selfishness is the biggest hurting stone...People with kindness are actually great ..Finding such people , ways to create..No one superior, all in the same boat...Everyone similar on life's road..My world is dark,O my bad luck ! No ray of hope, all seems stuck. Reality has to be faced,My badluck has to be chased;But still reality can be tamed,My badluck can be famed!©sam201
"One can dive into the river of fantasy But has to come back to the shores of reality."(-- Read Caption --)©sam201
My each hair strand contains myriad poems which I write for you but never find courage to read to you. Every sunday I sit on the terrace in the sunlight. I pour a little oil in a bowl as little as your love and apply it tenderly on my scalp. The oil nourishes your poetry just like the female bird incubates the eggs. Yes your poetry coz their actuality is only with you. I usually close my eyes when i massaging the scap with my fingers. I close my eyes and recite your poetry in mind and visualize you. All the metaphors dance with glee. The sun rays also join them and enhance their beauty. Verses and the sun rays play hide and seek with each other. They bounce upon my head and giggle like little kids. Some fall down from my head while some hang through my golden ringlets. I gently place them on my palm and kiss them. Then they run back to their places. After massage I left my hair open for half an hour and watch them frolic. On some days butterflies glide over my head and read the verses which I write for you and on other days they make love to them. And I wrap my shawl to protect them from evil eyes of clouds. When wind sings songs of love they dance underneath my shawl. Then I comb my hair ploddingly so that no verses fall down. After it, I take mirror which I had already kept beside me and look myself in it. I see a glimpse of you in my face. Maybe your poetry miss you too like I do every second. Then, i make a plait to keep your poetry safe inside them. My rubber band holds my hair together just like my love used to bind us. I don't make ponytail so that my rubber band doesn't choke the verses. Do you know why i apply hair oil? To make my hair follicles more stronger so that no one seize your poesy from them. You may not be with me but your poetry reside within me forever.©blue_lemon_writesP.S - Image is mine.
Don't know if it's sensible!
I don't mind you crossing my mind but you staying there long enough that it begins to hurt.
Aaj jissay hazaroon aib nazar aatay hai muj mai Nida...Kabhi wohi kehta tha , “ tum jaisay bhi ho sirf mairay ho ”.... ©Qudsia feroz
Haven't we all?
Winds brought the most beautiful dandelions My wayBut I've been blindly following the butterfliesBegging them to stay©thereshamsharma
Because sometimes, honey, it's not the other person who changes.
Gone, deformed, morphed, ill-fitted for the girl you no longer are.
Out of love with someone you knew because you knew they were no longer right for you.
I've never been the one to resist the urge of novelty
I've always been enamored by arousal of the new
I'm the type of woman who is always changing
And I think I need a man who is in love with change too