Nawsheen Muzamil Qadri||She'll never quit fighting her demons||
Free-willed writer||In pursuit of myself||Kashmiri||
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.
Word Prompt: Write a 8 word micro-tale on Aroma
Her kindness spread the aroma of heavenians above.
Word Prompt: Write a 8 word one-liner on Evoke
The rude caused her to evoke, kindness melt.
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word one-liner on Chaos
Fight battles by channeling your chaos!
Word Prompt: Write a 6 word one-liner on Butterfly
Your colours reveal your struggle, butterfly!
Word Prompt: Write a 3 word short tale on Deception
Affirmations utter deception.
Word Prompt: Write a 8 word one-liner on Butterfly
You're a butterfly struggling to break through.
When you make the remark
"I have no friends."
"Why, of course, you do."
"We are your friends
And you agree
Even though you don't
Have never experienced
A conversation with myself
"Jealousy doesn't suit you",
To which you responded
"Darling, I look good in everything."
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You can build wallsand barriers to block people.Growing stronger by the day with no remorse.Convincing your insecurities that they have finally lacked competence. Overlooking emotional ordeal, chiseling throughreminiscences. A knock of quondam winsome moments canrupture years of pretence. ©harshu05#writersnetwork #mirakee @writersnetwork #knock @geraldine_mary @paulwrites @alluring_tulip
A knock of quondam winsome moments canrupture years of pretence.©harshu05
All along I wanted a Fred Weasley in my life.Then I craved for a certain Peeta Mellark.Next it was Augustus Waters.But life presented me with a twist.I got an original version of someone who soared above all, he was simply him.©arthitad
Up in the skyPrayers swirling to enterMay the Lord heed©motherschild
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No! No! I don't want to think about it This void left where my heart now collides with lungsShallows breaths and fastened beatsA hollow rebellionNo! No!I dont want to think about itThis void ; a remnant of forgotten friendships and broken dreamsFilled in by the blood of survivalLittle too liquid for an existence too solid Knocking against the walls of my ribcage Demanding to be freeNo! No! I don't want to think about itThis void; a bachelor from agesResiding in tenants like meWaiting for his bride; the freedomHow can I let freedom lose her virginity When I have seen her giving birth to death every time Alas! A tragic love story, ending with the freedom's demise No! No!I dont want to think about itThis void; a widower My body his rage ground The spits of deathly stillness all over meMy heart now a mere graveyard The memories, a crematorium where he burns his beloved with furyAnd I pay tribute by keeping flowers of my happiness; lost but never found No! No! I dont want to think about itThis void; a constant grey lingering in the colourful beautyAnd I like a prisoner watching from the translucent window, everything hazed and blurredSylvia's bell jar, a familiar homeA telepathy of the past, my mindHush! Hush!Let me ignore itNo! It doesn't exist Until I see through the veil of turmoil My image in the mirror Still. So still.These scars have grown nowLike an adolescent childOrphaned they are I feed them off my life, hiding it from the world Till they stand for me, a selfish stepmotherStrangling this void to death and let it kiss freedom where a universe awaits Far from my bodyUntil never again.
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Indeed,It is love, or the lack of it,that gives birth to every poet.©_faha_
Kuch is tarah maine zindagi ko aasaan kar liya, kisise se maafi mang li kisiko maaf kar diya.
Death is not the greatest loss in life D #greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live ♦