You are the grand universe and I wish to be your loveliest star. Your words flow into my silent veins and you reach into my heart with tiny drops of blood. My heart beats for you and you keep me alive, I'm alive because of you, and you are my eternal happiness.
Do you know who you are? You are meaning for everything which exists in my life. Without you, life seems to be a lifeless road to travel. With you... Even my death would be a journey to heaven.. I want to hold your hand... when I stand in front of the heaven's door.. yess my dear, your soul is my key to heaven.
I love you in each moment of my day.. I crave for you in every moment of my sleepless nights. I can always fall for you, even if it makes me die. Your name surrounds my soul.... and my skin endures for your lips. Whenever I enter into my room... I ask the walls to open a magical door for you to come in.
The magical door opens and only my eyes are able to see it... You are smiling on other side of that opened door and my eyes wait for you to come near. Beautiful light enters into my eyes, along with your lovely image painted by blissful beams... this image settles deeply into my mind.
My mind becomes that mirror before which you stand for lifetime. You smile and sleep into my eyes.. I embrace this lovely mirror.. whenever I wish to feel you. You are only reason for me to open my eyes... I only wanna see you for the rest of my life.
I not only love you.. but I live with you in each and every moment... I die with you whenever you are sad. You're not my love of life... You're my life whom I love the most... You are the life of my dreams.
If I have to choose between heaven and hell... I would choose to live in hell with you. As You're my true heaven... Nothing is more beautiful than you... My soul can't sense anything beyond the bounds of your love.
You are my sight.. you are my soul... You are my sense... You are my complete reflection.. The reflection of my life. I don't have words to describe you... You are the best masterpiece ever created by God... You are the best for me... And no one is so close to me... As no one can ever reach my heart... better than you my dear.
Your love and affection has seized me untill my last breath. Your name will be the final word I utter...Your arms will become my shroud... Your heart will become my coffin.. and your chest will be my grave. I want to run away from this world and die inside you. As your love is the heaven I sought to live in. I would love to die.. if you are there to hold my hand. And hold it forever... Till our existence comes to an end.
When sleepy night spreads before my eyes.. I draw your face on surface of shinning moon. Then moonlight spreads over my face and I touch you with my sight. You come near to me and my heart beats for you... And your heart sings for me. Our souls dissolve in beautiful moonlight and my heavenly angel holds my hand and leads me to Paradise.
A Paradise where I find the paintings your smiling face. Your Smile is enough to make me smile everyday.. and your love is potion which makes me come alive. I crave for your love more than anything else. I breathe only to feel your love which is dissolved in air around us.
Before I cry.. and before I die... I want your words to touch my heart. My heart needs you love.. I need you more than anyone else. I'm not as good as you.. but I will love you better than anyone else. Please hug me again and hold my hand... You are the loveliest gift that destiny could ever give me. I want to keep you safe inside my heart for the endless time. Please become the leading character, in the story of my life. Be my love dear.. I will love you the most.
I'm waiting for you near the door to heaven... Please come for me... We would enter the heaven together. All the angels will see the loveliest lovers of this planet.. and you will hold me... Like skies holds the stars. I'm waiting for you... I will wait till all the stars die. Yet you would be the brightest star of my sky.
You are the most brilliant... The definition of beauty.. the synonym of love and amusement of my life... I want you and I want to be with you... Till everything comes to an end.
Your lips are the only book-marks between the pages of my life.
A heart possessed by you
~ Zaid Khan
I'm extremely sorry for Such a looong post. I truly appreciate you reading it, thank you soo much for your priceless time and efforts.
I was highly inactive from last few weeks, I'm sorry for that. But thank you for bearing with me throughout this entire period. Keep smiling and stay jubilant always!
And feel free to criticize and give suggestions, I would love to hear from you. With lots of love, wish you a very happy and extremely blessed month of Ramzan.
Refugees are facing several problems in all parts of the world. Their issues and problems are hardly noticed on a global level. Ignorance and injustice have became the base of their life.
They are also equal humans like all of us. But they had to leave their homeland due to civil war and other adverse situations. It's completely inhuman to treat refugees like a threat. They consist adults, children, workers and families. Refugees too have the right to live happily. They too deserve to be respected and loved. Let's open our arms for these lone human beings to enter into our hearts.
Let's add life to lives of many lone refugees and make this world a better place for them. Kindly read the poem below, and share your precious thoughts via comments.
Surely I will wait for you Till dark sky turns blue, Night comes to rest in drops of morning dew Your lips colour me pink in kiss saying adieu Above heights of heaven I run in your pursue Each passing moment turns amazingly new Soul starts singing songs without single clue
Being quite clueless mine Only desire remains you I Will wait for you dear Till dark sky turns blue
Our shadows speak as you sneak into my sight Your skin absorbs musical bliss of moonlight Silence of night sleeps in eyes quite bright Blissful blush ignites my flaming insights My eyes are painting your portray out of light Along rosy petals is your beauty infinite
You become my lovely angel Whenever I lonely mew I Will wait for you dear Till dark sky turns blue
I wander beneath wounds bleeding your name Restless memories feed upon each stifling stain Shackled at the shores of mind soaked in slain Fountain over eyes evolve blood bearing pain Barren lands of drained skin badly grudges gain Diluting dusky dreams thus rain engulfs vain Inscriptions of love slowly now turning plain Emotional rivers don't survive such divine drain
Over hustling hearts of us Once eternal emotions blew Telling you that I will wait Till this dark sky turns blue
All the day long your love holds my heart Setting into heavens pristine poems apart Lost in your love I miss that surreal start Running after you holding my poetic cart My life turns you into an eternal art You are universe and I'm smallest part
We may stay away but We rejoice our love's hue I Will wait for you dear Till dark sky turns blue
I miss your fingers woven to my hands Your soulful words wet my hearty lands I sensually crave for you to be back In your dress coloured in deep black To reach you there might be many ways But not a single one to find those lost days
Feeling your love upon This lonely Christmas eve I Will wait for you dear Till dark sky turns blue
I will wait for you dear Till you become my reality I will wait for you dear When sleeps the entire city I will wait for you dear Till our love finds eternity I will wait for you dear On steep edges of infinity I will wait for you dear To drown in poetic purity I will wait for you dear To sustain my surety I will wait for you dear To make my life again new I will wait for you dear Till dark sky turns blue
From the lovely gifts hidden between moving arms of clock, treasurer of time has bestowed you its loveliest gift today. Wrapped in alluring attire of love, making you sense your surreal beauty, which endures along the eternal time. Alike you are that special piece of cherry, placed on topmost layer of delicious cakes to beauty their looks. Even if you are small, you are the one who makes the biggest difference. Blissful vibes are evolving out in smallest amounts of air you exhale in your each breath.
This soothing air caresses your sweetest feelings and brings them in front of my nose when I am ready to inhale. Sensual sweetness dissolves in each bit of air to make me absorb it in tiniest droplets of my blood. Imparting my blood its sparkling colour you settle deep inside the core of my heart. So my dearest stranger we are amazingly connected in this way via the air quite aromatic. I was gazing along my heart to find this essence of affection connecting our distinctive souls. Then a tuneful voice from our bonnie writer's clan has made me realise the wonders of this wordy reverie which wonderfully connects us. Words formulate the lace connecting our souls.
You are the noblest person with a golden heart, which hides under your simple personality. Yet this personality upholds intuitive infinity in all of its caring shards. Twinkling in the darkest sky, you are the lone love of luna. But the normal mirrors inside your home, don't cast the righteous reflections of your truthful soul. So let me now place you, in front of a magical mirror which reflects your inner self. And today's your Birthday my dear, go and sink in this poetic mirror and find the reason why!
You are beautiful the way you are Shining like my surreal star, Your loveliness is bliss at par Blissful beauty your lovely scar. Sitting beneath our heavenly tree Words make an emotional sea, Daily diving in alluring glee For your soul to set it free, Like around any flower a bee Makes with petals a firm decree, Never away to anyway flee You are petal and poetry the bee, Love is what words want to see Let me be you and you be me, Diving deep in this divine sea With pens arousing loveliest plea, Let's sink in its positive glee.
Curbing uncured aura of fear Build immune out of falling tear, Run your life's car on fifth gear Making each ambition quite clear. Live this life for genuine sake For everyone to happy make, Respect and success all fake Truthful only the love's lake, To you destiny will try to shake But luckily you are now awake, Be ready now to lastly bake Your sorrows into delicious cake. Light up now these lovely lamps Life's entering into newest camps, Where still we are all champs Walking along our wordy ramps. Celebrate now this lovely day In each time you lovingly pray, Earlier were you an idol of clay Now it's your new birthday.
Love your writing as its yours No one else this right deserves, To judge your work in single glace Is right only your heart reserves. Don't they know about success stories Of Joan Keats and J. K. Rowling, Earlier them people laughed upon Now their words in each heart gone. Hold your writeups close to heart They resemble your emotional cart, From the end upto the start They set sorrows amazingly apart. Hold your pen gentle in hand Paper is your subtle land. Dear writer work hard now As if world will know you how? Imagine your words soaring in sky Colouring clouds turning dry, These clouds your canvas and Love is your single sigh.
Bestow world the best you can Let words flow under furious fan, Surrounding each soul your love Can make humanity an United clan. With pristine power of your pen Make this world a better place, Connecting all the human hearts Via strings of your wordy lace.
I believe in kindness and affection to be part of our lives without any special reason but just for the wellbeing of our emotional world. So share these tokens of kindness, as love you show towards others is reflected back to you. And yess, with a higher magnitude indeed. Believe that best will happen on the best time for you in the best way possible.
You are defining your destiny by the way you spend each second of your priceless life. My dear writer, your destiny is dripping down the nib of your pointed pen. Glide this nib in the best way and you will find the most beautiful painting of your destiny to be formed. Don't be afraid of anything, as the one who brought you here is the one who will lead your life always in future. Just please him with your deeds and he is all yours.
I am the one whom you can never feel, as I am diluted in your shadow to stay always connected and be always apart. Though we would never meet my dear, remember my existence in each breath you exhale. I am always there around you in form of air and in image of kindness.
From these words my soul reflects, This air which us amazingly connects, So now let me take your leave I am there do always believe.
When I entered my classroom yesterday, my eyes collided with something strange written on wooden bench I used to sit upon.
As in excitement I went closer to have a clear glance, and I saw a heart being pierced by the bow. On two lateral sides of bow, two different names were inscribed and unluckily my name was one of those two.
The other name was of the most beautiful girl in entire school. That goes without saying, rumours and murmurs filled the whole air around. Teachers were converted into unexperienced investigating cops, and culprits ( Artists of Bench painting ) were assured about credibility of these cops.
Two names were never against this crime, but it's itself a crime to accept this fact! Innocence in these interactions within the school premises, has its truthful place hidden in each heart here.
Let's revisit this soulful naivety and mischievous mania deeply embedded in our souls.
Exams are the rattling ramps, filled with the riots of mind and heart, with soul and senses. Paved for the knight of mews and mania...grooming along the gleams of success and frets of failures. Each step obliges the hearty barrow to get diminished into the oblivion of unrest and anxiety. Slowly the sleep is seduced and dreams are diluted in the mist of wordy muse. Ramp is decorated with the mirages of mean miracles...restricted to ones own self. The weary words revolve around the meadow of mind to elude the education in mere amounts of ink spilled on the paper. Exams made to test the memory and tease the truthful thoughts...who dare dreaming against the book.
From ages many stages have passed into the wordy pages. Yet the ramp of exam still continues to chuck the cheers of originality soaring against the bookish beliefs. Lost into the tradition of slavery, our insights are dimmed in droughts for new thoughts. We the wreck of words just...wanna be called educated. When still the life's exams are those who have their true existence..and we used to fail in them. Doesn't matters, as the ink spilled on paper determines the destination for us to drown in life. Drowning against the will of heart and for the selfish sake of mind. Heart being the slave of mind and dreams being the servants of seamless slavery...nothing more than a robot we are!
Nostalgic nudge of exams is evolving out the unemployed youth to shake in the showers of disrespect and crimson crimes. Rusted ramps of exams will never lead to the wonders we used to ponder about. Unless a new chapter opens beyond the bounds of books and ravages of perplexed pages. Boundless is our life...to succeed in its eternal exams, which designed by our only original master. Let's reverberate this ramp to take the rust away from its floors...and make our lives surreal beyond scores.
Hoar of this ramp needs to be reverberated once again...with blows of terrifically modern thoughts and hunger for the change. Beginning to be an ending for something which previously was meaningless. Exams must be infused with a new meaning which goes against the mean mirages of mystic miracles. Deaf is the one who dreams as per someone else's desires!
We are only responsible to the figure we see in the mirror in front of which we stand. Not exams, grades, degrees, certificates, reputation, status, and looks have the right to define us! 'Listen to the rules only created by your own heart'...This is the only truthful rule to exist in our life. Self love and satisfaction always comes first. Let's chirp for the change which is the choice of our youth.
If the exams and our integral education system is good enough then,
● Why most of the educated youth in our country is unemployed?
● Why millions of students commit suicide each year before and after exams?
● Why the most successful people in present world were never praised by the education system in past?
● Why the most creative minds don't belong to that highly qualified clan of toppers in academics?
Many more whys, and not a single rational answer. A change is must, this darkness surely needs to be diminished by the dawn of new thoughts and system for education!
☆Basically the incapable one is also defined as a capable and intellectual person due to these flaws in our education system. For an instance it happens like this in my nation-
1) Money given as bribes and donations, assures your admission in good institutes. 2) Phobia of your sociopolitical status paves your way to get good scores in each semester. 3) At last You achieve your degree by investing minimum amount of efforts. 4) And thus a simple stupid is transformed into a genius by truthful influences of our system.
And those who truly deserve the right of quality education, are deprived on basis of their poverty and mere sociopolitical status.☆
Why don't we kill our students instead of suffocating them in this hell of injustice and meaningless run for miseries? It's the question that, every teenager wants to ask this entire world of weird nature!
Make sure to share your thoughts with me...I love the people who correct my mistakes! This series is back again #_change_society
Have an insightful glance at the poetic piece below!
// Sin of slavery still exists in the deep drenches of our developing societies //
☆You are free to skip the caption, as the poetic piece below contains all of its juices☆
On this Children's Day,
It's my try to make the problem of child labour, human trafficking, and illegal business of human organs to come in limelight of highly creative artists and sensitive human beings on Mirakee.
This poem is written in Villanelle style of Poetry, by being inspired by 'One Art' poem of Elizabeth Bishop.
This poetry style follows the certainly strict rules of rhymes and repetation of words.
It is generally of 6 paragraphs
In which the following rhyme scheme as per every para is followed
ABA, ABA, ABA, ABA, ABA, ABAA
☆Last word of first line is the last word of 2nd and 4th para ☆Last word of third line is the last word of 3rd and 5th para ☆In 6th para the last word of 1st and 3rd lines are used as last words in final 2 lines of the poem
It's quite complicated, but the flow which it imparts to the poem can easily oblige any poetic heart to fall In love with this fantastic style of poetry.
This poem depicts that, how a slave strives vigorously hard, everyday for the sake of sustaining the arrogant mark ( Pride ) of their Lords but in this work, their own mark ( existence ) is someday diminished into the oblivion of unseen scourge and regrets.
This children's day, let us strive to make this world a better place for the young and talented minds to live in! Free from Child labour and scourge of slavery.
Let's try to change the thinking of people by making them understand the importance it holds . The one who are aware can only make others aware. Let's come together to fight this taboo. And make women more powerful @mirakee@mirakeenetwork
It is such a shame for all of us that we are living in a world where humans are no longer humans (only so called humans). And more than our so called society is also having such people who are allowing communalism to overshadow the seriousness of this case. There is a need to take a stand together for her so that she could found justice.