Tying my best to express my feelings through words . ~ Udita
Today is my bestie's birthday . She is @behind_the_door .. always stay happy and blessed my friend .. love you loads #birthday #cute #pod #writerbay #relatable #ceesreposts
Nothing In this life Can give more pleasure Than Wishing your bestieHappy birthday again and again ..©the_world_is_unknown
#deep #eyes #saturday #pod #mirakee #girl About a girl whose soul was damaged ..
I was longing to get back home , He was sitting just opposite me .He looked up suddenly His eyes met my eyes .I don't know Whether He saw the damage written all over my face ..©the_world_is_unknown
#forlorn #happy #pod #mirakee always choose to be happy .. #mytry @writersnetwork @behind_the_door @mirakee #post #like #follow #peace #girl #tuesdaymotivation #ceesreposts #writersbay #beyou #motivation #behappywithyourself
A forlorn story
When she came to know that she was an interloper between two happy souls she became forlorn . She was crying for someone coz her heart was all alone .She cried and cried . With no one beside her , she found herself as a friend and took a deep breath and poured her heart out in that . She felt gratified in her own world . She explored her inner self and made her forlorn soul and heart happy with her own self . Coz she found that she was unhappy but she didn't choose to be unhappy forever .. her forlorn soul got peace and she rested forever in the arms of angels remembering about her best friend who was no one but she herself ..©the_world_is_unknown
#writersbay #mytry #pod #escape #follow #like #mirakee @mirakee @writersnetwork @you @behind_the_door #write
I run , I run away . From those frightening city lights , From all those bad fights ,From all the fake ties . I run away , Far away to unknown destination Just to find my self .©the_world_is_unknown
#happyfathersday . A father can make the worst times of your life better . It's all about that . #pod #mirakee #father #sunday #behappy @mirakee @writersnetwork @behind_the_door .
SuddenlyI started feeling nice , I started feeling happy in times of great stress .When I cleared my vision I saw my father coming towards me ..©the_world_is_unknown
#wod #soul #mirakee #pod #mytry #friday #happy #mind #heart @mirakee @behind_the_door @writersnetwork @keyboardspells @spotlight #bewilderedAbout a girl who doesn't want to concentrate on her past coz her soul was damaged ..
I was quiet , I was hiding myself . Coz My soul was grief stricken...©the_world_is_unknown
#pod My try to bring up the feeling of self love ... Love what you do .. Love what you are .Coz I have accepted my weakness and now I am happy with that and I also try to improve ...So have trust in yourself .. Remember , you are the priceless things in your life #motivation #selflove #tuesdaymotivation #behappy #stayhappy
Sometimes ,If someone tells that You are worthless , Don't live with that thoughtBcoz Slowly you will accept that word And you will never know What made you so devastated ...©the_world_is_unknown
It's like that a person painted himself blue ( wanted to hide his real face) but the other girl was able to see his devil side My writing for #blue #pod #mirakee @writersnetwork @behind_the_door
You painted yourself in blue , But I was seeing you in red ...©the_world_is_unknown
All about a girl who thinks that she is good in her zone and she is not like the one who treats everybody as bad if someone does bad to her ... #royal #pod #mirakee #bewhatyouare #confidence #soul #wod
Everybody asked me , "Why didn't you pay him back for he did to you ?" I told them "I am a queen and my soul is royal "©the_world_is_unknown
My writing for today's topic .. #different #pod
People tell me "Oh no you have a pimple " "Oh no you are dark ""You are not worth of any position " I say , "Yes.. I am like this .. you are soo much concerned .. thank you.. " I look at them and just tell to myself That they are my fans .."Even if I am not better , I am different "..©the_world_is_unknown
It's a cold world;Chilled are you, to the bone,Your dreams packed up inside,All within a small closet of darkness.Your feet stuck inside a puddle,Still holding onto brittle strings of hope,Shaking twigs form the floor,Yet this frame of yours stand tall.The broken strings of your guitar,Lay sprawled out on the dirt,Blue walls and a grey window,Your gullible companion for now.Crammed up with filthe,Sleeping on pillows knitted with guilt,Carrying crushed hopes in your hands,Scarred but learned, your grip only tightens.A light, at once so fragile and smudged,Brim into those hazy eyes,With a heart pumping with passion, you seeFleeting yet promising, a horizon awaiting for thee.The golden tree and its flowers radiate,A dazzle worth more than a gem,You touch the purple moss and feel,The unison of the universe and your self.The light emerges now, Your soul glittering like a diamond's glow,Now you let the glee emit through your hand,And wish for the whole world to glow.©tamanna3___________________________________________________Something I couldn't help but write, for my (tae) love! #staygold @mirakee #bangtan
Take my hand, and hold it tight,My shine is all for you to glow.©tamanna3
Refer- Mazarine - blue color (here I refer to the sky)Effleurages - massage gently with the palmNubilous - cloudy , gloomy#forlorn @sumana_chakraborty @preetkanwal
As the mazarine stretchSplits into flames of tangerine That seem to kiss the horizon ..Eventide slowly gives wayTo a carpet of stars That adorn the stygian like chandeliers .This is the time ...../When she plucks a few stars and stitches them into the torn fabric of her soul//She gathers the soft moonlight in her palmsAnd gently effleurages her forlorn heart//She searches for metaphors that sparkle On a faintly lit path that leads towards hope//Her words breathe life back into her lifeless formAs she weaves them into verses//And as yet another aubade song reverberates She places the sun to shine amidst a nubilous day/Cos she knows ...That when she writes ...She's forlorn no more .
I remember reading a story as such about a garden, the ending however was too different & I don't remember it too, so I let it end by itself, however it would.. @mirakee @writersnetwork
Miracles don't happen, or do they ?
Imagine being in an old garden, full of flowers and grass; something that's been in complete harmony with nature and it's surroundings.Never has been a human hand, tended to its care, for years. The fences, all, worn out and broken. An array of greenery born out of its core, spread to the distant hills beyond your sight. Now with a spade in hand, you're about to pluck off the unwanted plants. Just as a caretaker tends to a toddler, your spirits high enough to clean the messed up greenery all around, and mould into a disciplined, well-organized little space.You love the hills, you love the river flowing nearby. By some lucky-enough chance of a lifetime, you managed to get hold on this paradise of a land to spend the rest of your years in the midst of nature.Now, as you're just about to dig-in with the spade in hand, just about to pluck out the weeds, something strikes you. Not something else but a thought; whether or not you're doing the right thing. The grass, all spread out, lending your garden the green shade to this space you want to live in, needs you to remove the weeds, but you think about those little plants, don't they too deserve to live? What wrong did they do, for you to end their life in a single deadly swoop? Now you're in a tight; with a matter of life and death at your mere hands, you feel a pressure you've never felt before. Never having imagined a situation, as minor as such, would cause you such concern, you imagine yourself in the frame of the creator- the creator of it all; would you still cut out the unwanted plants just so the ones who are considered useful, for now, could live?As you were in the middle of this jammed up session of thoughts, you suddenly hear a voice speaking- "Every thing in this universe, exists for a cause. Just as the raindrops falling from the clouds fertilize the soil and evaporate up to form back the clouds from which they rained, every other thing does. What's to happen, has to be done, by you or someone, it matters not.Nothing really lives or dies. It's just the way of the universe, that something has to leave for something else to take its place, for time is a finite factor for everything that exists under the same sky."You knew it was the voice of the real creator, speaking from inside you, for he's not someone who's apart from you. Realize this-"He's me, he lives within me, he's a part of me,And I am a part of his soul, just like everyone else is."And just like that, I suppose you learned a lesson, sitting in the garden, while deciding on whether or not to pluck out the weeds.And for the story, the weeds were cut and the garden now, looks as green and organised as ever. Before, it looked like a part of the hills and the greenery all around, it still does;Yet now, your soul is also a part of the garden and a part of this universe, which is all but a miracle in itself.Hence, miracle isn't something else, the miracle is in you, it is you ..©tamanna3
This patience and distance is growing something within. And that's beautiful.
What's the use of living apartFrom the sun, from the rush heat ?What's the use of giving your heartTo someone, when they'll crush it ? -©spotlight
I'm stuck in you like a maze with no exits.©behind_the_door
You said you'll never leave me.Now you left me all alone in a jungle.But sweetheart, you left me in a jungle that I rule. ©behind_the_door
You've been the music to my ear.The painting I've been seeing. The scent that I been smelling.You are the honey I've been tasting. ♥️©behind_the_door
I am stumbling and sobbing, searching for my shattered heart, the broken pieces. But I can't find it because it is all dark and dead here. ©behind_the_door
It would be great if you all check out once @spotlight @the_world_is_unknown and @keyboardspells ..... Amazing writers...
I tend to go with the flow of my life.©behind_the_door