Long-distance relations increases love for each other.
Every time i miss him, my heartbeats for him.
My love is fighting at country border, he is my real hero.
I am waiting at home, always waiting for you.
While you are fighting at the border with enemies, I am here praying for your life.
If u breathe, i can breathe.
Your child is missing his dad, he wants to see you on his birthday.
We live in a home, with your memories, waiting for your return.
My heart just wants to listen to your voice, confirmation of your life.
But u have not called home for three days, I am having sleepless nights.
I tried calling you, messaged you but no reply.
Day by day I am not feeling well, waiting for your return.
One day, the door rang .. Finally, my soldier returned but he can't breathe more.
My world is totally crashed, my son of 4 years cant understand that he is seeing his dad last time.
Though u left me halfway, you are the real hero of the country
I will live with your memories.
I will fulfil your last wish of making our son soldier.
I am proud to be the wife of a martyr, who sacrificed for the nation...
I will complete all my responsibilities and will come to meet you in heaven.
By aeera
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Every time i miss him, my heartbeats for him.
My love is fighting at country border, he is my real hero.
I am waiting at home, always waiting for you.
While you are fighting at the border with enemies, I am here praying for your life.
If u breathe, i can breathe.
Your child is missing his dad, he wants to see you on his birthday.
We live in a home, with your memories, waiting for your return.
My heart just wants to listen to your voice, confirmation of your life.
But u have not called home for three days, I am having sleepless nights.
I tried calling you, messaged you but no reply.
Day by day I am not feeling well, waiting for your return.
One day, the door rang .. Finally, my soldier returned but he can't breathe more.
My world is totally crashed, my son of 4 years cant understand that he is seeing his dad last time.
Though u left me halfway, you are the real hero of the country
I will live with your memories.
I will fulfil your last wish of making our son soldier.
I am proud to be the wife of a martyr, who sacrificed for the nation...
I will complete all my responsibilities and will come to meet you in heaven.
By aeera
#review #poetry
I'm fine with it when they don't accept me...
I always knew I was weird for them
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong here
I should be among those who believe like me
Complicated I'm and weird too
That's what they use to say
They call themselves my friend
But they can never understand me
It would be good
If I was with those who can get that
I'm not confused nor I'm weird
It's just I have a different world in my head to run
It makes me ignore everything
It makes me ignore everyone
I feel guilty sometimes for it
I can't change it of course because it's just the way I was created
It's in my head to take things uniquely
It's in my eyes to see things uniquely
It's in my blood to feel uniquely
And I feel happy when I do it uniquely
I'm fine when my behaviour isn't acceptable
I'm fine when my nature isn't there cup of tea
They just have to say it once
And then they never have to bear me
I never asked for their opinion
But I don't judge them on their choices either
When they say it's wrong because I'm not doing exactly what they like
But for them I can't kill my creativity
They are free for their choices
Then why is it so wrong for me
To find people, To find a world
Where I actually belong.
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I always knew I was weird for them
Sometimes I feel like I don't belong here
I should be among those who believe like me
Complicated I'm and weird too
That's what they use to say
They call themselves my friend
But they can never understand me
It would be good
If I was with those who can get that
I'm not confused nor I'm weird
It's just I have a different world in my head to run
It makes me ignore everything
It makes me ignore everyone
I feel guilty sometimes for it
I can't change it of course because it's just the way I was created
It's in my head to take things uniquely
It's in my eyes to see things uniquely
It's in my blood to feel uniquely
And I feel happy when I do it uniquely
I'm fine when my behaviour isn't acceptable
I'm fine when my nature isn't there cup of tea
They just have to say it once
And then they never have to bear me
I never asked for their opinion
But I don't judge them on their choices either
When they say it's wrong because I'm not doing exactly what they like
But for them I can't kill my creativity
They are free for their choices
Then why is it so wrong for me
To find people, To find a world
Where I actually belong.
#vivektavinita #poem #Review
"Together to the end"
Many people came in life
To notice what I am doing
To object on my progress
To destruct my way of thinking
Some people came in life
To notify me what should I do
To object me from doing wrong
To obstruct my way of thinking
A very people came in life
To cross check my deed
To encourage me towards success
To give vision to my thinking
You came in life
To support me in every action
To travel the way of success with me
To unite our vision for achieving them........
Together to the end🤗❣️
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Many people came in life
To notice what I am doing
To object on my progress
To destruct my way of thinking
Some people came in life
To notify me what should I do
To object me from doing wrong
To obstruct my way of thinking
A very people came in life
To cross check my deed
To encourage me towards success
To give vision to my thinking
You came in life
To support me in every action
To travel the way of success with me
To unite our vision for achieving them........
Together to the end🤗❣️
#review #kkr
Fragile was her heart,
For what he topple at,
Saccharine with her voice,
Carrying charishma in her eyes,
Though that was outer appreance where as she was lugubrious from inside,
Eclat on the love feelings sullied over love,
One after another she enjoyed the presence and gifts.
He was in her ex list later where as ,
She got her desire fullfiled,
Scared to fall and trust someone again in love,
He suppressed his feelings.
For next present, next love was blooming,
And it never ended unless the desires were dead.
#ag
#poetry
#everyone
#review
For what he topple at,
Saccharine with her voice,
Carrying charishma in her eyes,
Though that was outer appreance where as she was lugubrious from inside,
Eclat on the love feelings sullied over love,
One after another she enjoyed the presence and gifts.
He was in her ex list later where as ,
She got her desire fullfiled,
Scared to fall and trust someone again in love,
He suppressed his feelings.
For next present, next love was blooming,
And it never ended unless the desires were dead.
#ag
#poetry
#everyone
#review
I'm standing on the ledge
My eyes closed,
Blindfolded-
So that I could not oppose
The backwards fall
A flight of doom,
Search for the truth
My eyes sweep the room.
For a solace,
A glass of water
in desert fumes
And in winter, covers.
I'm floating now,
air or water whichever it is.
My hands can't steer me
anywhere through this.
The flow carries me away,
it's not a deep dive.
To lose the power to control,
Is that a sacrifice?
I can take this no more,
I have decided to let go.
I can't see the future today
so I say, river take me where you go.
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My eyes closed,
Blindfolded-
So that I could not oppose
The backwards fall
A flight of doom,
Search for the truth
My eyes sweep the room.
For a solace,
A glass of water
in desert fumes
And in winter, covers.
I'm floating now,
air or water whichever it is.
My hands can't steer me
anywhere through this.
The flow carries me away,
it's not a deep dive.
To lose the power to control,
Is that a sacrifice?
I can take this no more,
I have decided to let go.
I can't see the future today
so I say, river take me where you go.
#review #tm #everyone #poetry
My little angel
The wait was over,
the emptiness was filled!
You came to this world,
like a shining star in my life!
Charm like the moon,
Gentle as a flower,
The lotus eyes of yours,
Made my surroundings still!
That moment,
realised the magique of creation!
You made me feel especial,
My adorable brother!!
#suan
#poem #love #brother #family #relationship #life #bond
#review
One of my first poems. Wrote it in my teens.
It could have been better, but wanted to keep it raw.
Would be glad to know your thoughts.
The wait was over,
the emptiness was filled!
You came to this world,
like a shining star in my life!
Charm like the moon,
Gentle as a flower,
The lotus eyes of yours,
Made my surroundings still!
That moment,
realised the magique of creation!
You made me feel especial,
My adorable brother!!
#suan
#poem #love #brother #family #relationship #life #bond
#review
One of my first poems. Wrote it in my teens.
It could have been better, but wanted to keep it raw.
Would be glad to know your thoughts.
He never really talks to me,
But cares a lot for me silently,
He didn't even actually proposed me
But always makes me dream of living together..
#review #brokenemotions
But cares a lot for me silently,
He didn't even actually proposed me
But always makes me dream of living together..
#review #brokenemotions
This poem is close to my heart as I wrote this for my mother on mother's day 💖
The person to whom I saw the first,
Who introduced myself to the whole universe.
She understands me more than myself,
Always giving me solutions for all my problems!
Those days when she beaten me up,
Cause I played some pranks which are not yet grown up!
Scolding,sharing; even we have fights,
But still I think it is absolutely right!
She is the one who help me to sought out,
When I fall upon conclusion and feel drop out!
The way she looks at me is really unbelieving,
I understand,she reads my mind sayings!
Lastly and forever,she is non other than my mother,
Wishing her a happy mother's day this summer!!!!💖
Hope u all like it!!!😊
#review #everybody
The person to whom I saw the first,
Who introduced myself to the whole universe.
She understands me more than myself,
Always giving me solutions for all my problems!
Those days when she beaten me up,
Cause I played some pranks which are not yet grown up!
Scolding,sharing; even we have fights,
But still I think it is absolutely right!
She is the one who help me to sought out,
When I fall upon conclusion and feel drop out!
The way she looks at me is really unbelieving,
I understand,she reads my mind sayings!
Lastly and forever,she is non other than my mother,
Wishing her a happy mother's day this summer!!!!💖
Hope u all like it!!!😊
#review #everybody
My heart was on the verge of crying
Mourning and bleeding, now all tears were drying
I was counting on my last breath
And my task was still incomplete
The memories were hurting, making me die
I wish I could get an Afterlife
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Mourning and bleeding, now all tears were drying
I was counting on my last breath
And my task was still incomplete
The memories were hurting, making me die
I wish I could get an Afterlife
#Review #vivektavinita #poem
The Day We Won But I LostThe Day We Won But I Lost
" Well done boys ! we won " , screamed the Major at the top of his voice.
" We ? " , I asked myself rather baffled.
For the first time in the past 30 years , I felt so unsure about my actions.
My job , which meant the world to me seemed so silly at that point. All the medals , I had earned over the years just seemed like weights too heavy to carry for my 50 years old body.
My whole world came crashing down in front of my eyes.
" What exactly am I supposed to celebrate about? Shooting the 10 year old , who was yet to experience the most of his life or bombing the hospital where the staff saw me as a hero in disguise "
" How I could I take pride in destroying someone's house , killing someone's father?
Is this what I wanted to do?"
While I was thinking all this standing near a pool of blood , a young recruit came running towards me . " Congratulations Seargent! We've won . We'll be national heroes now. " , said he trying to catch his breath .
I turned towards him and smiled a bit.
But deep inside I cried and that day I realised " We won , but I lost."
#review #everyone #war #peace
" Well done boys ! we won " , screamed the Major at the top of his voice.
" We ? " , I asked myself rather baffled.
For the first time in the past 30 years , I felt so unsure about my actions.
My job , which meant the world to me seemed so silly at that point. All the medals , I had earned over the years just seemed like weights too heavy to carry for my 50 years old body.
My whole world came crashing down in front of my eyes.
" What exactly am I supposed to celebrate about? Shooting the 10 year old , who was yet to experience the most of his life or bombing the hospital where the staff saw me as a hero in disguise "
" How I could I take pride in destroying someone's house , killing someone's father?
Is this what I wanted to do?"
While I was thinking all this standing near a pool of blood , a young recruit came running towards me . " Congratulations Seargent! We've won . We'll be national heroes now. " , said he trying to catch his breath .
I turned towards him and smiled a bit.
But deep inside I cried and that day I realised " We won , but I lost."
#review #everyone #war #peace
Though he was cool as cucumber,
She use to be berate him,
Lucid and candid with conversations ,
She replied in livid way,
..
Relationship bit the dust when he said
Good bye with a smile
And she replied
Get lost with a high tone
..
She still searches for his sweet voice,
And in her past she just opened a can of worms.....
#ag
#review
#everyone
#poetry
She use to be berate him,
Lucid and candid with conversations ,
She replied in livid way,
..
Relationship bit the dust when he said
Good bye with a smile
And she replied
Get lost with a high tone
..
She still searches for his sweet voice,
And in her past she just opened a can of worms.....
#ag
#review
#everyone
#poetry
m e & y o u
Be mine always on every diverse situation of my running life
oh the love of my life
the life will be miserable
and like the ugly nightmare
without the physical presence
of your oh my thee love
though I have had a lot of injustice
and fault arguments with you
still never ever thought of leaving
me else the life will be colorless.
Alas.....
that in late & in last I regretfully
uttering the vine thoughts to yOu:)
#quote
#sa
#everyone
#review
Be mine always on every diverse situation of my running life
oh the love of my life
the life will be miserable
and like the ugly nightmare
without the physical presence
of your oh my thee love
though I have had a lot of injustice
and fault arguments with you
still never ever thought of leaving
me else the life will be colorless.
Alas.....
that in late & in last I regretfully
uttering the vine thoughts to yOu:)
#quote
#sa
#everyone
#review
Three children are sitting on a log beside a stream. One of them looks up at the sky and says:
"This is simply marvelous! We should make a ritual of coming here! I promise to come back here every year and tell you guys all about my adventures."
The boys said nothing but silently followed suit, staring blankly into the vast skies. The rippling of the stream was met, only by the rustling of the trees. Neither of the boys could muster a single syllable.
"I wish you guys weren't leaving so soon."
To the boys, the abrupt outburst was something they could never have expected from a girl like Anna, and as for Anna herself, the emotion was one she chided herself for.
#review #prompt #InfiniteBliss
Author's Note: I feel a lack of imagination on my part, and the want of another prompt to continue further. Hopefully I will be able to develop my imagination as I go farther along in this group! Kudos to Mr. Rajiv and Ms. Suan for their collaborated efforts at founding something #SimplyWonderful.
"This is simply marvelous! We should make a ritual of coming here! I promise to come back here every year and tell you guys all about my adventures."
The boys said nothing but silently followed suit, staring blankly into the vast skies. The rippling of the stream was met, only by the rustling of the trees. Neither of the boys could muster a single syllable.
"I wish you guys weren't leaving so soon."
To the boys, the abrupt outburst was something they could never have expected from a girl like Anna, and as for Anna herself, the emotion was one she chided herself for.
#review #prompt #InfiniteBliss
Author's Note: I feel a lack of imagination on my part, and the want of another prompt to continue further. Hopefully I will be able to develop my imagination as I go farther along in this group! Kudos to Mr. Rajiv and Ms. Suan for their collaborated efforts at founding something #SimplyWonderful.
A Date
I woke up early morning,
Excited for some place,
Took the shower,
Cleaned up all,
Was pending up for days,
Became a perfet dapper,
My lil bro saw me once,
Hugged my father,
Kissed my mom,
For him just lovely glance,
Walking on the surface,
Was floating on the moon,
With pumping heart,
And nervous thought,
Hoping to see her soon,
So far its past an hour,
She hasn't shown a sign,
Pick the phone,
And make a call,
She meant this by design?
My notions just got darker,
And hope has gone so bleak,
With steamy eyes,
And shattered voice,
Why me? Sighting the peak,
When all the odds are gone,
And everything was fake,
I hold my views,
And shut the few,
Settled to stay awake,
Here she was all smiling,
And blushing from some reach,
I wondered,
How this happened,
Did you just heard my wish?
My reason for her tardy,
Has proven to be wrong,
Bleary thoughts,
My broken watch,
A singer to unplayed song.
#poetry #storypoem #review #everyone
Thanks.
I woke up early morning,
Excited for some place,
Took the shower,
Cleaned up all,
Was pending up for days,
Became a perfet dapper,
My lil bro saw me once,
Hugged my father,
Kissed my mom,
For him just lovely glance,
Walking on the surface,
Was floating on the moon,
With pumping heart,
And nervous thought,
Hoping to see her soon,
So far its past an hour,
She hasn't shown a sign,
Pick the phone,
And make a call,
She meant this by design?
My notions just got darker,
And hope has gone so bleak,
With steamy eyes,
And shattered voice,
Why me? Sighting the peak,
When all the odds are gone,
And everything was fake,
I hold my views,
And shut the few,
Settled to stay awake,
Here she was all smiling,
And blushing from some reach,
I wondered,
How this happened,
Did you just heard my wish?
My reason for her tardy,
Has proven to be wrong,
Bleary thoughts,
My broken watch,
A singer to unplayed song.
#poetry #storypoem #review #everyone
Thanks.
Rebelled and thwarted,
by the dungeons and bushes.
I seek the truth,
why does the destiny squirm?
Wailed and sailed,
were the warriors and slayers.
I question the almighty,
why this chaos and storm?
Decked and pecked,
by the bridesmaids and peckers.
I find perplexed
as how the harmony still charms?
Jolted and bruised,
were the meeks and bleaks.
I realised the reason
as she opens the can of worms!
-The can of Worms
#suan
Authors note:
Honestly, as @Author_Aakar suggested me to write something using that idiom. So we generally question situations, be it good or bad. If something goes wrong, we ask why me? If something goes good, we ask why not more? But whatever happens is a cycle and there is a good side and a bad side. For example, my first line tells that you can rebel against the dungeons for its ill fate, but you can be thwarted by nature (bushes) for your ill doings. I have an opposite meaning in each stanza. Warriors wail and sail along their journey to fight as they know the importance of life, whereas slayers wail for mere victory and selfishness. A bride gets decked and pecked by her loved ones, whereas a woodpecker decks to build a shelter. The innocent get easily victimised, but the cowards suffer because they cannot voice up.
#review
#reality #life #poem #poetry
by the dungeons and bushes.
I seek the truth,
why does the destiny squirm?
Wailed and sailed,
were the warriors and slayers.
I question the almighty,
why this chaos and storm?
Decked and pecked,
by the bridesmaids and peckers.
I find perplexed
as how the harmony still charms?
Jolted and bruised,
were the meeks and bleaks.
I realised the reason
as she opens the can of worms!
-The can of Worms
#suan
Authors note:
Honestly, as @Author_Aakar suggested me to write something using that idiom. So we generally question situations, be it good or bad. If something goes wrong, we ask why me? If something goes good, we ask why not more? But whatever happens is a cycle and there is a good side and a bad side. For example, my first line tells that you can rebel against the dungeons for its ill fate, but you can be thwarted by nature (bushes) for your ill doings. I have an opposite meaning in each stanza. Warriors wail and sail along their journey to fight as they know the importance of life, whereas slayers wail for mere victory and selfishness. A bride gets decked and pecked by her loved ones, whereas a woodpecker decks to build a shelter. The innocent get easily victimised, but the cowards suffer because they cannot voice up.
#review
#reality #life #poem #poetry
a m o u r
the unconditional flawless feel
that bind two intimate souls
have always at it's best
If you go on counting the levels.
It's always the eternal feel
that spreads the emotion
from one heart to another
by it's broad and enlarged wings
the grand pillar of thee love
starts with the rise of the dawn
and ends with the disappear of moon.
#review
#quotes
#everyone
the unconditional flawless feel
that bind two intimate souls
have always at it's best
If you go on counting the levels.
It's always the eternal feel
that spreads the emotion
from one heart to another
by it's broad and enlarged wings
the grand pillar of thee love
starts with the rise of the dawn
and ends with the disappear of moon.
#review
#quotes
#everyone
I wage my heart to speak
I want to speak of you
Maybe with you
Tell you what I haven't tell other ladies
My mind skips, my heart flew
Where am I, this paradise isn't where I want to be
A girl far from my neighbouring country
No even Africa, i profound words within me
Could it be her?
Many unanswered Faq.......
but it's very true,very true
She is beautiful to the core
#review #everyone #poetry
I want to speak of you
Maybe with you
Tell you what I haven't tell other ladies
My mind skips, my heart flew
Where am I, this paradise isn't where I want to be
A girl far from my neighbouring country
No even Africa, i profound words within me
Could it be her?
Many unanswered Faq.......
but it's very true,very true
She is beautiful to the core
#review #everyone #poetry
BLOODY INSCRIPTIONS
I'll use blood instead of ink to write this letter
maybe that way he'll appreciate it more
I'll use a quill instead of a pen
so that it'd seem more artistic
than it really is
but before I did this
I had thought about giving my heart to him
but not in the way every body says they would
see I
I would have formed a hole in my chest
ripped my heart out
from behind my ribs
and placed it
on a silver platter
but then he would have raised the plate
examined my heart
and found that
it wasn't pretty enough for his taste
he would have thrown it away
and left me standing
like a hallow case
so then
I had thought about giving him a tool
to dissect my brain
to rummage through my history
and know that
memories of him
are all that fill it
but then he would have thought
that I..was too desprate
he would have laughed at me
and told me
to get a life
therefore I decided
to leave these crazy ideas aside
to leave these unrealistic gestures
and to chose one
i could actually master
so then lastly
i decided to learn the best calligraphy
to learn to write beautifully
so he can fall in love with my hand writing
before he falls in love with my words
i will write a glorious rhyme
so that each phrase
fits perfectly after the other
and he
would be under the spell
of my wordsmithery
he would look at me
with admiration
like I am the best writer
that he has ever seen
but now
when I look down
at this mess of literature
I realised
I've spent to much time
trying to play out his reactions
to my endless confessions
that I actually stopped writing
in an attempt to tell him
how i felt
but instead
started writing what i thought
he wanted to hear
i stirred
the car in the wrong direction
and I...have crashed
see now
when I look down
I don't see a series
of my heart filled admissions
I see superficial...artificial
meaningless bloody inscriptions
#review #poetry #erraticthoughts #everyone
I'll use blood instead of ink to write this letter
maybe that way he'll appreciate it more
I'll use a quill instead of a pen
so that it'd seem more artistic
than it really is
but before I did this
I had thought about giving my heart to him
but not in the way every body says they would
see I
I would have formed a hole in my chest
ripped my heart out
from behind my ribs
and placed it
on a silver platter
but then he would have raised the plate
examined my heart
and found that
it wasn't pretty enough for his taste
he would have thrown it away
and left me standing
like a hallow case
so then
I had thought about giving him a tool
to dissect my brain
to rummage through my history
and know that
memories of him
are all that fill it
but then he would have thought
that I..was too desprate
he would have laughed at me
and told me
to get a life
therefore I decided
to leave these crazy ideas aside
to leave these unrealistic gestures
and to chose one
i could actually master
so then lastly
i decided to learn the best calligraphy
to learn to write beautifully
so he can fall in love with my hand writing
before he falls in love with my words
i will write a glorious rhyme
so that each phrase
fits perfectly after the other
and he
would be under the spell
of my wordsmithery
he would look at me
with admiration
like I am the best writer
that he has ever seen
but now
when I look down
at this mess of literature
I realised
I've spent to much time
trying to play out his reactions
to my endless confessions
that I actually stopped writing
in an attempt to tell him
how i felt
but instead
started writing what i thought
he wanted to hear
i stirred
the car in the wrong direction
and I...have crashed
see now
when I look down
I don't see a series
of my heart filled admissions
I see superficial...artificial
meaningless bloody inscriptions
#review #poetry #erraticthoughts #everyone
Embarking the journey of stories
Wishes are crazy at times. Something similar was hers, to fly high by travelling alone. The cab driver was modest and generous in helping with her luggage. As her tiny arms struggled to hold it altogether, those black dowed eyes struck at the golden shimmer. It was 3AM and for the first time, she felt the time not to be odd.
Vast and huge, the golden lit glass building was too high to be covered by her sight. The soothing silence and the calm weather was worth a view.
The cool breeze shoved those little fringes on her moonlit face, but all she could feel was being mesmerized by the airport's view. Awestruck, Kyra thought it was just a means of travel like any other for many. "Why isn't travel recognised as a view of nature and life?" Kyra sweetly mumbled.
She entered the terminal, and walked in excited to see the skies meet the rays of light. As she checked in and moved ahead for security scan, there were people with grumpy and poker faces. Like it is some daily duty they do! "I can't wait to move ahead," Kyra said aloud. The lady next to her sweetly smiled asking if she was going home. "Not at all, I am visiting an unknown place to explore," she whispered with excitement. Kyra felt the lady could have been astonished. She has the knack to understand the facial expressions. Soon, as Kyra entered the lobby after drooling over all the amazing products available to shop. She shrugged thinking this was the time when wanderers like her would feel "Oh! I wish I was rich!". Being a smart woman, Kyra explained her gloomy brains to cheer up with the statistics of how these stores charge over the counter. As she sat down on the sofa, it felt good for her tired system. "Ah, finally my tiny feet can rest." she happily mumbled.
Time ticks but there is lot more to explore, she thought. She grabbed a cup of coffee at the Starbucks, plugged in earphones and turned on the music. As the warm sweet moisture embraced her rose smitted lips, she heard a cute baby crying for a candy. "Cuteness personified," she thought dreamily. Soon, Kyra turned off the music and started wandering in her mind.
How busy peoples lives have turned. Airport is something more than just travelling. Two love birds holding on excited to explore their new adventure or a busy doctor assuring himself that the operation scheduled would be successful. People talk aloud sometimes which makes words travel on its own paving way to your mind area. There were stories around and alive. Stories which are beautiful in its own way. A man next to her was on a video call, assuring that he would be safe. But what caught Kyra her keen attention was an old lady, who was helped to sit down by the airline attender. She had tears. Pain succumbed all over the lady's face, and this pricked her sensitive heart. Soon, she grabbed a water bottle, went over and offered her. The lady smiled gloomily and as she quenched her thirst, she held Kyra's hand. Kyra could sense the trembles and her wrinkled wounded skin explained everything. As the announcement was made and time was up for the flight. Kyra went on to grab her baggage. Before she could lift her head and see, she knew that the charming pilot and air hostesses were walking past. They generally have an alarming odour.
She stood waiting, for her turn to enter the flight. Funny fact was people are obsessed with selfies and here she was, all alone enjoying the view of the vast airplanes and the skies. As she entered the airplane, Kyra cheered herself saying "It's time for some adventure".
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#shortstory #ss #unedited #draft
#review
Wishes are crazy at times. Something similar was hers, to fly high by travelling alone. The cab driver was modest and generous in helping with her luggage. As her tiny arms struggled to hold it altogether, those black dowed eyes struck at the golden shimmer. It was 3AM and for the first time, she felt the time not to be odd.
Vast and huge, the golden lit glass building was too high to be covered by her sight. The soothing silence and the calm weather was worth a view.
The cool breeze shoved those little fringes on her moonlit face, but all she could feel was being mesmerized by the airport's view. Awestruck, Kyra thought it was just a means of travel like any other for many. "Why isn't travel recognised as a view of nature and life?" Kyra sweetly mumbled.
She entered the terminal, and walked in excited to see the skies meet the rays of light. As she checked in and moved ahead for security scan, there were people with grumpy and poker faces. Like it is some daily duty they do! "I can't wait to move ahead," Kyra said aloud. The lady next to her sweetly smiled asking if she was going home. "Not at all, I am visiting an unknown place to explore," she whispered with excitement. Kyra felt the lady could have been astonished. She has the knack to understand the facial expressions. Soon, as Kyra entered the lobby after drooling over all the amazing products available to shop. She shrugged thinking this was the time when wanderers like her would feel "Oh! I wish I was rich!". Being a smart woman, Kyra explained her gloomy brains to cheer up with the statistics of how these stores charge over the counter. As she sat down on the sofa, it felt good for her tired system. "Ah, finally my tiny feet can rest." she happily mumbled.
Time ticks but there is lot more to explore, she thought. She grabbed a cup of coffee at the Starbucks, plugged in earphones and turned on the music. As the warm sweet moisture embraced her rose smitted lips, she heard a cute baby crying for a candy. "Cuteness personified," she thought dreamily. Soon, Kyra turned off the music and started wandering in her mind.
How busy peoples lives have turned. Airport is something more than just travelling. Two love birds holding on excited to explore their new adventure or a busy doctor assuring himself that the operation scheduled would be successful. People talk aloud sometimes which makes words travel on its own paving way to your mind area. There were stories around and alive. Stories which are beautiful in its own way. A man next to her was on a video call, assuring that he would be safe. But what caught Kyra her keen attention was an old lady, who was helped to sit down by the airline attender. She had tears. Pain succumbed all over the lady's face, and this pricked her sensitive heart. Soon, she grabbed a water bottle, went over and offered her. The lady smiled gloomily and as she quenched her thirst, she held Kyra's hand. Kyra could sense the trembles and her wrinkled wounded skin explained everything. As the announcement was made and time was up for the flight. Kyra went on to grab her baggage. Before she could lift her head and see, she knew that the charming pilot and air hostesses were walking past. They generally have an alarming odour.
She stood waiting, for her turn to enter the flight. Funny fact was people are obsessed with selfies and here she was, all alone enjoying the view of the vast airplanes and the skies. As she entered the airplane, Kyra cheered herself saying "It's time for some adventure".
#suan
#shortstory #ss #unedited #draft
#review
#Nights.
Tell me a tale
Of how you look
When the doors are closed
And the nights are silent
Anxious for the beauty within
Who lives in fear of violent light
And remains forever hidden
#poetry#poetry
#everyone#everyone
#review#review
#whosayegat#whosayegat❤️
Tell me a tale
Of how you look
When the doors are closed
And the nights are silent
Anxious for the beauty within
Who lives in fear of violent light
And remains forever hidden
#poetry#poetry
#everyone#everyone
#review#review
#whosayegat#whosayegat❤️