A Tool
If those urges,
could be melted
by thoughts,
then dissolved
to flow with the ink.
For the heart to be
pure and at ease.
So it could lead
its owner to peace.A Tool
If those urges,
could be melted
by thoughts,
then dissolved
to flow with the ink.
For the heart to be
pure and at ease.
So it could lead
its owner to peace.
#ahmad #review #poetry #everyone
If those urges,
could be melted
by thoughts,
then dissolved
to flow with the ink.
For the heart to be
pure and at ease.
So it could lead
its owner to peace.A Tool
If those urges,
could be melted
by thoughts,
then dissolved
to flow with the ink.
For the heart to be
pure and at ease.
So it could lead
its owner to peace.
#ahmad #review #poetry #everyone
#poem
#kr
#review
#everyone
Crisis Upon Crisis
I'm hearing some people complain:
"I have nothing to do, I'm not feeling my brain,"
"I've done everything there is, what's left?"
"The quarantine is making me want to jump off a cleft."
You people who feel bored in your home,
Thinking this is worse than memorizing a tome;
What are you complaining about?
First of, the virus is murderous—no doubt.
People, anyway, are out there on the roads,
Making some money, unable to live in safe mode.
They have families to feed, though they might embrace death.
They have to stride around, even when it depends on their last breath.
You have food, shelter, and family.
Social media in your hands, your fridge full of berries.
Be it veggies or barleys, they're stored in your crate.
What is to slouch around and mourn a boring state?
Second, you should know that this phase,
This era which is murdering million's faith,
That is just the beginning of the real horror,
And you're a probable survivor.
Imagine how the world would be afterward.
Who is going to pick up the pieces and move forward?
You are! but you have no plan to open a book.
You prefer feeling prisoned at a nook.
Somebody else is fighting the war for you,
Trying to find you the antidote, hoping to see a clue,
Losing their loved ones in search of light,
Trapped amid death and saving life, day and night.
The people they treat die in their hands.
Their hearts bury the grief; such luxury has been banned.
Some of the heros catch the virus and join the sick band.
They have forgotten what sleep is like.
They miss watching their kids on bikes.
The masks bruise their faces as if terrible strikes.
Aren't they supernatural to maintain a healthy psyche?
Do they deserve complaints about boredom?
Please, watch your mouth; they also long for freedom.
Wash your hands and be ready to receive the future,
A future they're toiling to keep in order.
Besides, you're not enjoying lying prone.
Why not make the best out of being alone?
Brave names might end up on gravestones.
That is when the world will need their clones.
That is when the world will need strong bones,
Strong minds, strong bodies, and strong humans.
Irrelevant complaints at these times are inhuman.
Irrelevant complaints at these times are inhuman.
#kr
#review
#everyone
Crisis Upon Crisis
I'm hearing some people complain:
"I have nothing to do, I'm not feeling my brain,"
"I've done everything there is, what's left?"
"The quarantine is making me want to jump off a cleft."
You people who feel bored in your home,
Thinking this is worse than memorizing a tome;
What are you complaining about?
First of, the virus is murderous—no doubt.
People, anyway, are out there on the roads,
Making some money, unable to live in safe mode.
They have families to feed, though they might embrace death.
They have to stride around, even when it depends on their last breath.
You have food, shelter, and family.
Social media in your hands, your fridge full of berries.
Be it veggies or barleys, they're stored in your crate.
What is to slouch around and mourn a boring state?
Second, you should know that this phase,
This era which is murdering million's faith,
That is just the beginning of the real horror,
And you're a probable survivor.
Imagine how the world would be afterward.
Who is going to pick up the pieces and move forward?
You are! but you have no plan to open a book.
You prefer feeling prisoned at a nook.
Somebody else is fighting the war for you,
Trying to find you the antidote, hoping to see a clue,
Losing their loved ones in search of light,
Trapped amid death and saving life, day and night.
The people they treat die in their hands.
Their hearts bury the grief; such luxury has been banned.
Some of the heros catch the virus and join the sick band.
They have forgotten what sleep is like.
They miss watching their kids on bikes.
The masks bruise their faces as if terrible strikes.
Aren't they supernatural to maintain a healthy psyche?
Do they deserve complaints about boredom?
Please, watch your mouth; they also long for freedom.
Wash your hands and be ready to receive the future,
A future they're toiling to keep in order.
Besides, you're not enjoying lying prone.
Why not make the best out of being alone?
Brave names might end up on gravestones.
That is when the world will need their clones.
That is when the world will need strong bones,
Strong minds, strong bodies, and strong humans.
Irrelevant complaints at these times are inhuman.
Irrelevant complaints at these times are inhuman.
Is it wrong to not miss you when the love song plays in the background?
I guess it's okay now but I want to confess that it has always been like this.
These songs, all the rom-coms, poetries, arts never made me think about you.
I remember associating a song to you. But now I don't remember which one was it. Trust me, I tried recalling it but I am not able to.
Though I still have your vague memories in the back of my head.
I do not know if I should tell you this, but these memories are fading as well.
I know I promised you many things and you did too.
But I don't know what those promises were about. Do you remember any of those?
You tell me, Is it wrong to completely let go a part of you, a part that you don't even feel belongs to you?
#poem #everyone #house_of_logophilers #review
I guess it's okay now but I want to confess that it has always been like this.
These songs, all the rom-coms, poetries, arts never made me think about you.
I remember associating a song to you. But now I don't remember which one was it. Trust me, I tried recalling it but I am not able to.
Though I still have your vague memories in the back of my head.
I do not know if I should tell you this, but these memories are fading as well.
I know I promised you many things and you did too.
But I don't know what those promises were about. Do you remember any of those?
You tell me, Is it wrong to completely let go a part of you, a part that you don't even feel belongs to you?
#poem #everyone #house_of_logophilers #review
And there I was, looking at my own reflection
And mirror was answering my question
"Why am I so miserable and desperate" I said
I would have died instead
Am I so unlucky to be happy
Or do I need a mental therapy
"You need nothing, you halfwit
Why do ya always act like a shit?
I've been silent for years till now
But you made me break my vow
And now that I've spoke to you
Let me tell you something true
Life is nothing but changing hue
There are times when it makes you blue
Look at me and you will see
Things drowned in the deepest sea
Visuals that no one shows
Mysteries that no one knows"
All of sudden a man with my face
Incognito walking in some place
Appears on the mirror's surface
Not clear, like he was in haze
"This ain't you but the mind of yours
Suffering from a terrible remorse
You're trying to be what you are not
Trust me my friend, its all for naught
I swallowed my breath, that was choking me
So conscience-stricken that I tried to flee
All the things I did to impress
Who would think that they can depress
#poetry #rt
#review #everyone
And mirror was answering my question
"Why am I so miserable and desperate" I said
I would have died instead
Am I so unlucky to be happy
Or do I need a mental therapy
"You need nothing, you halfwit
Why do ya always act like a shit?
I've been silent for years till now
But you made me break my vow
And now that I've spoke to you
Let me tell you something true
Life is nothing but changing hue
There are times when it makes you blue
Look at me and you will see
Things drowned in the deepest sea
Visuals that no one shows
Mysteries that no one knows"
All of sudden a man with my face
Incognito walking in some place
Appears on the mirror's surface
Not clear, like he was in haze
"This ain't you but the mind of yours
Suffering from a terrible remorse
You're trying to be what you are not
Trust me my friend, its all for naught
I swallowed my breath, that was choking me
So conscience-stricken that I tried to flee
All the things I did to impress
Who would think that they can depress
#poetry #rt
#review #everyone
Gazing the seascape,
My senses lift up,
Locking the view in a frame.
A constant reminder of a longing memory,
Leaping through your iris,
I've never felt the same.
Warn me from touching your fire,
Guide me away,
I'm incompetent at this game.
Hope it's not much to ask,
to assign you guilty of this task,
As I'm very tired,
having myself to blame.
#poem
#review
#everyone
My senses lift up,
Locking the view in a frame.
A constant reminder of a longing memory,
Leaping through your iris,
I've never felt the same.
Warn me from touching your fire,
Guide me away,
I'm incompetent at this game.
Hope it's not much to ask,
to assign you guilty of this task,
As I'm very tired,
having myself to blame.
#poem
#review
#everyone
Perfection
There are things we never forget in our dear precious life!! There are moments that seem to be perfectly made for us... And then there are people you never ever forget.. All it takes is a little glimpse, a little second when the eyes meet and the hearts skip a beat... It's being served the best mojito that will take you places... A trip for the senses you can't afford to miss.
It's eating the best meal ever that will leave you wondering about perfection...
It's that song you get asked to dance to...
It's that boy you meet eyes with,even tho the possibility of ever seeing him again is so slim... It's that kind of silence where you feel comfortable and not unwanted... It's that person who thinks u're a celebrity and asks you if he can take a selfie with you... It's the cry of that new born baby or even the smile on a tired woman's face after long hours of labour... It's the sunset that we watch without really knowing or having prepared for it... It's watching a bird take flight... It's that swing set that you will never forget... It's so much more
It's the little things we overlook... The ones that we decide to ignore and wish to forget that count the most... We seek perfection in the hardest ways that we forget where it lies.
#everyone #poetry #ab243 #review
There are things we never forget in our dear precious life!! There are moments that seem to be perfectly made for us... And then there are people you never ever forget.. All it takes is a little glimpse, a little second when the eyes meet and the hearts skip a beat... It's being served the best mojito that will take you places... A trip for the senses you can't afford to miss.
It's eating the best meal ever that will leave you wondering about perfection...
It's that song you get asked to dance to...
It's that boy you meet eyes with,even tho the possibility of ever seeing him again is so slim... It's that kind of silence where you feel comfortable and not unwanted... It's that person who thinks u're a celebrity and asks you if he can take a selfie with you... It's the cry of that new born baby or even the smile on a tired woman's face after long hours of labour... It's the sunset that we watch without really knowing or having prepared for it... It's watching a bird take flight... It's that swing set that you will never forget... It's so much more
It's the little things we overlook... The ones that we decide to ignore and wish to forget that count the most... We seek perfection in the hardest ways that we forget where it lies.
#everyone #poetry #ab243 #review
This is a room
Fuming with a lot of poems, stories, articles
Yet unread
This is a room
Controlled by an army in form of bots
That no one dares defies
This is a room
Where rules have covered the space for literature
In the name of sanity
This is a room
Bearing 4068 writers and readers from all over the world
And I am one who cannot protest
#random #everyone #review
Fuming with a lot of poems, stories, articles
Yet unread
This is a room
Controlled by an army in form of bots
That no one dares defies
This is a room
Where rules have covered the space for literature
In the name of sanity
This is a room
Bearing 4068 writers and readers from all over the world
And I am one who cannot protest
#random #everyone #review
#poem
#kr
#review
#everyone
Trapped Heart
It's true: the love I had for you has died,
But how can I tell it to you when yours is inside?
How can I say the words when you keep falling deeper?
How do you ask someone to stop going further?
You're addicted to me, want to be my kids' mother.
I'm not the guy for you, please understand.
I don't deserve to live in your land.
It took me long to understand the death of my lust.
It's taking me longer to turn yours into dust.
To your deceived heart, I send my condolences.
The image of your broken heart weighs huge on my conscience.
You have always craved for my stupid presence;
I feel chained while you drown in satisfaction.
My heart is begging for a taste of liberation.
Am I really gonna break you or live as a broken man?
As painful as it is, you are in none of my plans.
I tell you that I'm yours, hoping you'll smell the lie.
Instead you smile happy—another day goes by.
You keep saying my eyes are so revealing.
Baby, I have a pair of fake eyes that I bring.
I present them to you to hide my true world.
The real pair could hurt you; they're pretty cold.
The real pair shows what I truly feel.
Hell! I need someone to gift me a loving pill;
So to revive my dead love, and hold it still.
I blab about pills because I'm facing a dilemma.
I don't wanna fall for you again, no more of that drama.
I'm tired of playing a character for you.
I'm not even sure why I'm still with you.
Do I still have feelings, or am I just being cruel?
The longer I hide it, the greater your hurt.
There's just no right time to make you feel like dirt.
I have no right to say that this is hard on me too.
I vow that it is, but no one gets the doom.
I don't know how to say it, I don't know when to say it,
But I sense it's coming soon; you'll sink in a hellish pit.
Just promise me to do one thing when the pain hits:
Even if life would seem hopeless, don't you ever quit.
I will sense your tears raining, even from distance.
Although my eyes are dry, I'll get lost in penitence.
To heal your ravaged heart, put faith in the miles between us.
I don't mind if you'll hate me—focus on your recovery.
Just f***king let go of love, I miss being free.
#kr
#review
#everyone
Trapped Heart
It's true: the love I had for you has died,
But how can I tell it to you when yours is inside?
How can I say the words when you keep falling deeper?
How do you ask someone to stop going further?
You're addicted to me, want to be my kids' mother.
I'm not the guy for you, please understand.
I don't deserve to live in your land.
It took me long to understand the death of my lust.
It's taking me longer to turn yours into dust.
To your deceived heart, I send my condolences.
The image of your broken heart weighs huge on my conscience.
You have always craved for my stupid presence;
I feel chained while you drown in satisfaction.
My heart is begging for a taste of liberation.
Am I really gonna break you or live as a broken man?
As painful as it is, you are in none of my plans.
I tell you that I'm yours, hoping you'll smell the lie.
Instead you smile happy—another day goes by.
You keep saying my eyes are so revealing.
Baby, I have a pair of fake eyes that I bring.
I present them to you to hide my true world.
The real pair could hurt you; they're pretty cold.
The real pair shows what I truly feel.
Hell! I need someone to gift me a loving pill;
So to revive my dead love, and hold it still.
I blab about pills because I'm facing a dilemma.
I don't wanna fall for you again, no more of that drama.
I'm tired of playing a character for you.
I'm not even sure why I'm still with you.
Do I still have feelings, or am I just being cruel?
The longer I hide it, the greater your hurt.
There's just no right time to make you feel like dirt.
I have no right to say that this is hard on me too.
I vow that it is, but no one gets the doom.
I don't know how to say it, I don't know when to say it,
But I sense it's coming soon; you'll sink in a hellish pit.
Just promise me to do one thing when the pain hits:
Even if life would seem hopeless, don't you ever quit.
I will sense your tears raining, even from distance.
Although my eyes are dry, I'll get lost in penitence.
To heal your ravaged heart, put faith in the miles between us.
I don't mind if you'll hate me—focus on your recovery.
Just f***king let go of love, I miss being free.
Perfection
There are things we never forget in our dear precious life!! There are moments that seem to be perfectly made for us... And then there are people you never ever forget.. All it takes is a little glimpse, a little second when the eyes meet and the hearts skip a beat... It's being served the best mojito that will take you places... A trip for the senses you can't afford to miss.
It's eating the best meal ever that will leave you wondering about perfection...
It's that song you get asked to dance to...
It's that boy you meet eyes with,even tho the possibility of ever seeing him again is so slim... It's that kind of silence where you feel comfortable and not unwanted... It's that person who thinks u're a celebrity and asks you if he can take a selfie with you... It's the cry of that new born baby or even the smile on a tired woman's face after long hours of labour... It's the sunset that we watch without really knowing or having prepared for it... It's watching a bird take flight... It's that swing set that you will never forget... It's so much more
It's the little things we overlook... The ones that we decide to ignore and wish to forget that count the most... We seek perfection in the hardest ways that we forget where it lies.
#everyone #poetry #ab243 #review
There are things we never forget in our dear precious life!! There are moments that seem to be perfectly made for us... And then there are people you never ever forget.. All it takes is a little glimpse, a little second when the eyes meet and the hearts skip a beat... It's being served the best mojito that will take you places... A trip for the senses you can't afford to miss.
It's eating the best meal ever that will leave you wondering about perfection...
It's that song you get asked to dance to...
It's that boy you meet eyes with,even tho the possibility of ever seeing him again is so slim... It's that kind of silence where you feel comfortable and not unwanted... It's that person who thinks u're a celebrity and asks you if he can take a selfie with you... It's the cry of that new born baby or even the smile on a tired woman's face after long hours of labour... It's the sunset that we watch without really knowing or having prepared for it... It's watching a bird take flight... It's that swing set that you will never forget... It's so much more
It's the little things we overlook... The ones that we decide to ignore and wish to forget that count the most... We seek perfection in the hardest ways that we forget where it lies.
#everyone #poetry #ab243 #review
If you are an untouchable or a shudra in India,
You can't survive there without dissing Brahmins.
#martian #quote #everyone #review
#rageagainstthemachine #knowyourenemy
You can't survive there without dissing Brahmins.
#martian #quote #everyone #review
#rageagainstthemachine #knowyourenemy
yesterday i saw a stranger
she looked like someone i knew
yet i couldn't recognise her
maybe it was just a deja vu
i ran through the crowd
to take a glimpse of her eyes
it was my body reacting on my on
and i didn't think twice
yet all i got was
tears rushing down my face
for a reason unknown to me
as i couldn't even remember her name.
#alchemist #review #poem
she looked like someone i knew
yet i couldn't recognise her
maybe it was just a deja vu
i ran through the crowd
to take a glimpse of her eyes
it was my body reacting on my on
and i didn't think twice
yet all i got was
tears rushing down my face
for a reason unknown to me
as i couldn't even remember her name.
#alchemist #review #poem
Let not your political affiliation make you to become a rumor monger, share fake news, misinformation, tribalism or and information that will cause chores.
It baffle me how social media turn to a central place of sharing hate speech & lies and all because of politics.
We should be better than this if we are to channel our time ⌚ in improving ourselves and that of others lives through learning, mentorship...
#review #everyone #article
It baffle me how social media turn to a central place of sharing hate speech & lies and all because of politics.
We should be better than this if we are to channel our time ⌚ in improving ourselves and that of others lives through learning, mentorship...
#review #everyone #article
I feel there are only two kinds of people in India either a Brahmin or not a Brahmin.
I feel it's same for Blacks.
I feel it's same for Burakumin people of Japan.
I feel it's same for a woman.
#martian #quote #everyone #review #discrimination #walkwithmeinhell
I feel it's same for Blacks.
I feel it's same for Burakumin people of Japan.
I feel it's same for a woman.
#martian #quote #everyone #review #discrimination #walkwithmeinhell