Life is constant then and now
Don't you get it; you will know,
Lets roll a dice and play a game
Cut life-half; half is now your fame.
Next day I was sobbing loud
As my salary was halved;
Later when I realised,
Expenses too were halved.
My all day diet was divided
But I felt no odd;
Only to realise that
My hunger then was halved.
Days and days went off so fast
My happiness was also half;
Still no fear did linger on,
Because sorrow stayed half feet apart.
Some halves Oh! Went unnoticed,
Like the patience-anger halfs.
Will you call it a change;
A change, a bare change!
My life went just on without effect
As if game had no affect.
#review #Shashwat
Don't you get it; you will know,
Lets roll a dice and play a game
Cut life-half; half is now your fame.
Next day I was sobbing loud
As my salary was halved;
Later when I realised,
Expenses too were halved.
My all day diet was divided
But I felt no odd;
Only to realise that
My hunger then was halved.
Days and days went off so fast
My happiness was also half;
Still no fear did linger on,
Because sorrow stayed half feet apart.
Some halves Oh! Went unnoticed,
Like the patience-anger halfs.
Will you call it a change;
A change, a bare change!
My life went just on without effect
As if game had no affect.
#review #Shashwat
#review
#poem
#Aarushi
Title: SLEEPING UNDER STARS
One day I was,
sleeping under the stars,
pushing all my fears away,
and showing them my tears, my scars.
Maybe I was defeated,
maybe not strong anymore,
the wounds had left scars only,
but the heart was still sore.
But then I noticed something,
how millions of stars fitted in my eyes,
their light sparkled in my soul,
and made me feel nice.
I interpreted the message,
given by the starlight,
it is a coward's trait to give into fear,
without even trying to fight.
Then I rose, I fought,
till the pain went away,
careless, I flew away with the light,
sharing the wind's sway.
Today once again,
I am sleeping under the stars,
how my tears cleared my vision in and out,
is a secret, only ours.
#poem
#Aarushi
Title: SLEEPING UNDER STARS
One day I was,
sleeping under the stars,
pushing all my fears away,
and showing them my tears, my scars.
Maybe I was defeated,
maybe not strong anymore,
the wounds had left scars only,
but the heart was still sore.
But then I noticed something,
how millions of stars fitted in my eyes,
their light sparkled in my soul,
and made me feel nice.
I interpreted the message,
given by the starlight,
it is a coward's trait to give into fear,
without even trying to fight.
Then I rose, I fought,
till the pain went away,
careless, I flew away with the light,
sharing the wind's sway.
Today once again,
I am sleeping under the stars,
how my tears cleared my vision in and out,
is a secret, only ours.
The day was dripping over, sun was now below the horizon and red light was scattering in the vicinity. An image of the sun drowning down coukd be seen in the lake.The solitude of the nature could do nothing but make me gay.The birds were swiftly flying to there croons rapidly swapping wings, there falling feathers disrupted the stillness of nature's mirror creating circular dimensions with a faint splash sound of water.The leaves did no longer flutter to carry the cool winds everything was motionless at its composure,the state of calmnesd vitiated the mood of brightened day.
#review #shortscene #Shashwat
#review #shortscene #Shashwat
Cracks on the surface shifted ground below. It was my free fall.
I fell for you deep,
I dwelled in your heart.
I ran in your nerves,
But you drifted me apart.
It took me days to build that special place,
and now a barran land waiting for hope of rays.
Rain of sorrow I cry,
I delve for the sun, giving up on my try.
Each breath I take is an intense snide,
Get a place for me and my feelings to hide.
Oblivious I am to what's going around,
Every drop of pleasing rain is now an aching sound.
Though it takes time,
But I see that free verse turning into rhyme
And that grey turning into colors,
Colors of hope
Colors of me.
Now i see me breathing, breathing through the cold,
And the ray of light on my skin Shining bold and bright.
#everyone #review #poem
I fell for you deep,
I dwelled in your heart.
I ran in your nerves,
But you drifted me apart.
It took me days to build that special place,
and now a barran land waiting for hope of rays.
Rain of sorrow I cry,
I delve for the sun, giving up on my try.
Each breath I take is an intense snide,
Get a place for me and my feelings to hide.
Oblivious I am to what's going around,
Every drop of pleasing rain is now an aching sound.
Though it takes time,
But I see that free verse turning into rhyme
And that grey turning into colors,
Colors of hope
Colors of me.
Now i see me breathing, breathing through the cold,
And the ray of light on my skin Shining bold and bright.
#everyone #review #poem
#review /ashish
Life is a battle if my love can see,
The world seems to live in its own miseries ,
Still i promise to play my part,
Loving to the end until i lose my heart,
Flowers of this bond are never fade,
Like a bride adorning her with amber and jade,
When koel chants rhymes in ivory night,
When venus tells its piegeon to sore new heights,
Even when grace of god is hidden in dark,
Chord of love cannot be made apart
Life is a battle if my love can see,
The world seems to live in its own miseries ,
Still i promise to play my part,
Loving to the end until i lose my heart,
Flowers of this bond are never fade,
Like a bride adorning her with amber and jade,
When koel chants rhymes in ivory night,
When venus tells its piegeon to sore new heights,
Even when grace of god is hidden in dark,
Chord of love cannot be made apart
Well, now we wait.
Now we wait and see who loves us,
We wait to see if our hopes are still intact, or maybe they left us.
Now we pray we live another day with no grudge,
A better tomorrow full of love not minding our bad source.
Now we wait and see if that child can walk again.
Broken dream lost inside seas and oceans,
Building bridges, greatness without emotions.
They say circle of wisdom between lives can be unfair,
For we give more than we receive yet we have more than we need.
We can't help what life brings yet we pray without cease.
Building a future we seem right we became scared of a future we can't sight.
Are you scared?
Yes I am, so I put my emotions in words.
If i get to see another day , I'll remember what i said today,
To be and not to be,
What tomorrow brings is the answer.
So stop waiting , let your today bring you closer.
#review
Now we wait and see who loves us,
We wait to see if our hopes are still intact, or maybe they left us.
Now we pray we live another day with no grudge,
A better tomorrow full of love not minding our bad source.
Now we wait and see if that child can walk again.
Broken dream lost inside seas and oceans,
Building bridges, greatness without emotions.
They say circle of wisdom between lives can be unfair,
For we give more than we receive yet we have more than we need.
We can't help what life brings yet we pray without cease.
Building a future we seem right we became scared of a future we can't sight.
Are you scared?
Yes I am, so I put my emotions in words.
If i get to see another day , I'll remember what i said today,
To be and not to be,
What tomorrow brings is the answer.
So stop waiting , let your today bring you closer.
#review
Desire!!
Don't desire of good and bad,
Be in that moment which is going on
as only this now moment
can satisfied you,
Nor that
which you constantly desiring
while living in other moments
being unconscious from present moment.
Today's desires will be fulfilled tomorrow.
Tomorrow's desires will be fulfilled day after tomorrow.
and day after tomorrow's another desires
will take birth in your life.
It goes on..
It goes on
with fluxable time.
and you never get satisfied
from any of your desires at that moment of your life.
At last you will open previous pages of life,
will remember and laugh..
while saying..
those were the days which was awesome!!
Perhaps those moments could come again
in our lives to live again..
But it never comes..
only memories left with us to laugh and sing with..
Not today's, yesterday's and tomorrow's
Desires!!
It's why celebrate present moment fully!
live in isness without desiring of good and bad happen to us.
#review
Don't desire of good and bad,
Be in that moment which is going on
as only this now moment
can satisfied you,
Nor that
which you constantly desiring
while living in other moments
being unconscious from present moment.
Today's desires will be fulfilled tomorrow.
Tomorrow's desires will be fulfilled day after tomorrow.
and day after tomorrow's another desires
will take birth in your life.
It goes on..
It goes on
with fluxable time.
and you never get satisfied
from any of your desires at that moment of your life.
At last you will open previous pages of life,
will remember and laugh..
while saying..
those were the days which was awesome!!
Perhaps those moments could come again
in our lives to live again..
But it never comes..
only memories left with us to laugh and sing with..
Not today's, yesterday's and tomorrow's
Desires!!
It's why celebrate present moment fully!
live in isness without desiring of good and bad happen to us.
#review
Eid Celebration
receive a beam of greeting from me
we should rejoice and float in glee
and let the angels bless us with peace
not the devils to feast on our good deeds
#review #poem #AhmadMusa
receive a beam of greeting from me
we should rejoice and float in glee
and let the angels bless us with peace
not the devils to feast on our good deeds
#review #poem #AhmadMusa
Sharing a poem. Please do review. #review
Topic- Nature's Fury
Nature's furyNature's fury
So let's rewind to the point from where this journey begins.
Amid the expanse of forests which were dense and lush green.
Where the beaches had their playful waves and no polythene.
Where the glaciers were not melting and had their blazing icy sheen.
Where cuckoos were the morning clock and Tulsi was naturally green.
Where weekly market had it's own joy and was the only social gathering.
No internet, no lifestyle disease, no social media war footing.
Time changed, people evolved, and today we are in the arms of Covid 19.
Epidemics didn't excuse our procreators either, however blissful they may seem.
Mother Nature has it's own way of affection, and certainly own way of rebuking.
So, for a moment let's not accuse evolution, let's not blame the century we live in.
Massive deaths occurred in those furies too, just like cases today are exponentially rising.
Generations may come and go but only the Earth will be the sole witness of humans and their humanity.
So, let's do something beautiful in the history of mankind which the Mother Nature could cherish as her vanity.
-Manvi
Topic- Nature's Fury
Nature's furyNature's fury
So let's rewind to the point from where this journey begins.
Amid the expanse of forests which were dense and lush green.
Where the beaches had their playful waves and no polythene.
Where the glaciers were not melting and had their blazing icy sheen.
Where cuckoos were the morning clock and Tulsi was naturally green.
Where weekly market had it's own joy and was the only social gathering.
No internet, no lifestyle disease, no social media war footing.
Time changed, people evolved, and today we are in the arms of Covid 19.
Epidemics didn't excuse our procreators either, however blissful they may seem.
Mother Nature has it's own way of affection, and certainly own way of rebuking.
So, for a moment let's not accuse evolution, let's not blame the century we live in.
Massive deaths occurred in those furies too, just like cases today are exponentially rising.
Generations may come and go but only the Earth will be the sole witness of humans and their humanity.
So, let's do something beautiful in the history of mankind which the Mother Nature could cherish as her vanity.
-Manvi
Sharing a poem. Please do review.
#Poetry #Review #Manvi
Nature's fury
So let's rewind to the point from where this journey begins.
Amid the expanse of forests which were dense and lush green.
Where the beaches had their playful waves and no polythene.
Where the glaciers were not melting and had their blazing icy sheen.
Where cuckoos were the morning clock and Tulsi was naturally green.
Where weekly market had it's own joy and was the only social gathering.
No internet, no lifestyle disease, no social media war footing.
Time changed, people evolved, and today we are in the arms of Covid 19.
Epidemics didn't excuse our procreators either, however blissful they may seem.
Mother Nature has it's own way of affection, and certainly own way of rebuking.
So, for a moment let's not accuse evolution, let's not blame the century we live in.
Massive deaths occurred in those furies too, just like cases today are exponentially rising.
Generations may come and go but only the Earth will be the sole witness of humans and their humanity.
So, let's do something beautiful in the history of mankind which the Mother Nature could cherish as her vanity.
-Manvi
#Poetry #Review #Manvi
Nature's fury
So let's rewind to the point from where this journey begins.
Amid the expanse of forests which were dense and lush green.
Where the beaches had their playful waves and no polythene.
Where the glaciers were not melting and had their blazing icy sheen.
Where cuckoos were the morning clock and Tulsi was naturally green.
Where weekly market had it's own joy and was the only social gathering.
No internet, no lifestyle disease, no social media war footing.
Time changed, people evolved, and today we are in the arms of Covid 19.
Epidemics didn't excuse our procreators either, however blissful they may seem.
Mother Nature has it's own way of affection, and certainly own way of rebuking.
So, for a moment let's not accuse evolution, let's not blame the century we live in.
Massive deaths occurred in those furies too, just like cases today are exponentially rising.
Generations may come and go but only the Earth will be the sole witness of humans and their humanity.
So, let's do something beautiful in the history of mankind which the Mother Nature could cherish as her vanity.
-Manvi
A real foe is far More better than fake friend
#poetry #friend #madhurgauri #review #writers
Sweet on mouth
Stab from back
Applaud in private
Abuse in pack
Real on face
Fake from base
Pretends to be cherry on cake
In reality they are real Snake.
#poetry #friend #madhurgauri #review #writers
Sweet on mouth
Stab from back
Applaud in private
Abuse in pack
Real on face
Fake from base
Pretends to be cherry on cake
In reality they are real Snake.
#review
Be or not to be, i am by far clever.
I have lived before you and that's ever
I am from your parenthood and your
teacher remember?
I schooled you to pronounce letters.
Who do you think you are? Fresher?
You messed with my feelings and now
am bitter.
I am the sea that threatens you so loud
I will drown you, at any point, whenever
I want and that's ain't a nag.
Oh child! Please do love my tradition and
my lot.
I am neither a brother to your father
nor a brother to your mother don't act
nonchalant.
I taught you to stand up like a bodyguard
Act in front of me with all respect and
reverence like a lion heart...
I am your first and your last teacher so
be smart.
I am your spectrum I ignite to make you spark....
I am your dream sleep with a brave heart
I look near and far to protect and discard
I am your first and i am yourself too
I am your clan that harbores you like a
bookshelf .
I am your bed that warms you like a
bombshell.
I am the peace that keeps you to excel.
I am the quiet war that never ages to
propel.
Do not fuel the rage of my anger.
Lest i block the sun from you with my
fingers.
I will leave you at home crying like a child.
You will not find someone to wipe your
eyes.
Your tears except me and I am eager.
____
Title:
I am your dream
Writer and poet:
the legend
Editing date:
06/27/2020
Be or not to be, i am by far clever.
I have lived before you and that's ever
I am from your parenthood and your
teacher remember?
I schooled you to pronounce letters.
Who do you think you are? Fresher?
You messed with my feelings and now
am bitter.
I am the sea that threatens you so loud
I will drown you, at any point, whenever
I want and that's ain't a nag.
Oh child! Please do love my tradition and
my lot.
I am neither a brother to your father
nor a brother to your mother don't act
nonchalant.
I taught you to stand up like a bodyguard
Act in front of me with all respect and
reverence like a lion heart...
I am your first and your last teacher so
be smart.
I am your spectrum I ignite to make you spark....
I am your dream sleep with a brave heart
I look near and far to protect and discard
I am your first and i am yourself too
I am your clan that harbores you like a
bookshelf .
I am your bed that warms you like a
bombshell.
I am the peace that keeps you to excel.
I am the quiet war that never ages to
propel.
Do not fuel the rage of my anger.
Lest i block the sun from you with my
fingers.
I will leave you at home crying like a child.
You will not find someone to wipe your
eyes.
Your tears except me and I am eager.
____
Title:
I am your dream
Writer and poet:
the legend
Editing date:
06/27/2020
Just like a foucault pendulum, oscillating between life and death
Sub conscious wide awake and conscious seems to be dead
Amidst the wave with every increase in its diminishing frequency,
Motion being questioned about its stubborn zeel.
Just like a foucault pendulum, Oscillating... Oscillating...
#review #everyone #shortpoem
Sub conscious wide awake and conscious seems to be dead
Amidst the wave with every increase in its diminishing frequency,
Motion being questioned about its stubborn zeel.
Just like a foucault pendulum, Oscillating... Oscillating...
#review #everyone #shortpoem
Friday, 17th July 2020.
06:17 PM, Talent & Passionate
Everyone has a talent which is honed with passion, sometimes it is idle because responsibility to earn and grow up has killed many talented artists, but to the keep the will alive while doing your work, it's a blessing, many times we wonder about multi-tasking people, what a daring appetizer he might have to pursue his dreams and career while never lacking the power to give a go!
They are not any super-human, just a human with a will to execute his passion and also an artist who loves to explore his emotions through his art. Be one and showcase others to keep it alive!!!
Respect
Bhavik Dhami
IG #bkd_writer #review #writeups
06:17 PM, Talent & Passionate
Everyone has a talent which is honed with passion, sometimes it is idle because responsibility to earn and grow up has killed many talented artists, but to the keep the will alive while doing your work, it's a blessing, many times we wonder about multi-tasking people, what a daring appetizer he might have to pursue his dreams and career while never lacking the power to give a go!
They are not any super-human, just a human with a will to execute his passion and also an artist who loves to explore his emotions through his art. Be one and showcase others to keep it alive!!!
Respect
Bhavik Dhami
IG #bkd_writer #review #writeups
19th July 2020.
04:27 PM, Pain, A reason to celebrate !!
Pain, you have helped me survive this wild and weird world, through your signals, I've done what was needed rather than sacrificing health over financial gains. You never left me alone, always brought a dose of laughter poison killing every nerve to make me remember why health matters and life needs a balance, if you weren't in-built, many people would had never understood the meaning of living. You are a reason to celebrate, assisting in keeping alive because you are the first signal which tells us about dangers by which we are surrounded.
Thanking you.
Bhavik Dhami
IG #bkd_writer #review #writeups
04:27 PM, Pain, A reason to celebrate !!
Pain, you have helped me survive this wild and weird world, through your signals, I've done what was needed rather than sacrificing health over financial gains. You never left me alone, always brought a dose of laughter poison killing every nerve to make me remember why health matters and life needs a balance, if you weren't in-built, many people would had never understood the meaning of living. You are a reason to celebrate, assisting in keeping alive because you are the first signal which tells us about dangers by which we are surrounded.
Thanking you.
Bhavik Dhami
IG #bkd_writer #review #writeups
The Cave Of Depression #review #article

Depression looks like a cave with endless deepness Going in it means suicide ?? Or something else but it is confirm that people who are in depression they never think about present they always think about future and get worried about it .Because of it they destroy own and their family happiness.Dont think much they destroy family happiness means if a member in your family is upset did you imagine to smile?? Ys but a best friend can take the person out from the cave of depression because he know the reason behind it he know everything about his friend .He try his best to get him back in daily life .But there are some person in this world who have no best friends like me😌 so never say no to anyone friendship may your friend needs you talk him and catch the pain behind his smile.😌 About 90% children are in depression because of many things like family pressure,study pressure,future pressure and etc.most of them belong to middleclass.because they have no other way then job to do.

Depression looks like a cave with endless deepness Going in it means suicide ?? Or something else but it is confirm that people who are in depression they never think about present they always think about future and get worried about it .Because of it they destroy own and their family happiness.Dont think much they destroy family happiness means if a member in your family is upset did you imagine to smile?? Ys but a best friend can take the person out from the cave of depression because he know the reason behind it he know everything about his friend .He try his best to get him back in daily life .But there are some person in this world who have no best friends like me😌 so never say no to anyone friendship may your friend needs you talk him and catch the pain behind his smile.😌 About 90% children are in depression because of many things like family pressure,study pressure,future pressure and etc.most of them belong to middleclass.because they have no other way then job to do.
#review
#Aarushi
#poem
Title: VOICES
Many voices are suffocated in throats,
many have fallen on deaf ears,
but why has it been happening,
for all these years?
Some voices are alone,
some come together and unite,
but still there is something,
that stops them from winning their fight.
Some voices speak something,
way beyond their years,
but some people are so narrow minded,
they consider themselves right and do not value others.
Some voices die unheard,
the voices that should have been comprehended,
but people were afraid to support them,
so their fight never began, just ended.
Please listen to these voices,
maybe, just maybe they are right,
Oh, wait! Now I get it,
is that the reason of our fright?
#Aarushi
#poem
Title: VOICES
Many voices are suffocated in throats,
many have fallen on deaf ears,
but why has it been happening,
for all these years?
Some voices are alone,
some come together and unite,
but still there is something,
that stops them from winning their fight.
Some voices speak something,
way beyond their years,
but some people are so narrow minded,
they consider themselves right and do not value others.
Some voices die unheard,
the voices that should have been comprehended,
but people were afraid to support them,
so their fight never began, just ended.
Please listen to these voices,
maybe, just maybe they are right,
Oh, wait! Now I get it,
is that the reason of our fright?
Journey of my life.
I'm the miracle born with the heart of time, appraisal and aspirations are everywhere.
While my life had cried for everyone, blessing everyone with my own understanding trying to make them happy,
Somewhere I've become the emptied version of giving while recieving has being constant throughout my journey,
But giving back meant appreciating people who are there even when my own shadow left, fighting for their deeds feels relief to bring out humanity within my own soul.
Respect
Bhavik Kishor Dhami
#bkd_writer #review #writeups
I'm the miracle born with the heart of time, appraisal and aspirations are everywhere.
While my life had cried for everyone, blessing everyone with my own understanding trying to make them happy,
Somewhere I've become the emptied version of giving while recieving has being constant throughout my journey,
But giving back meant appreciating people who are there even when my own shadow left, fighting for their deeds feels relief to bring out humanity within my own soul.
Respect
Bhavik Kishor Dhami
#bkd_writer #review #writeups
#review #poetry #Manvi
Topic- DreamlandDreamland
Across the unflinching oceans and beyond the unsung seas,
We resonate together like autumn's dancing trees.
Slowly and yet passionately, the two of us got merrily interwined.
Tiptoeing within each other, just the way bodily pulses carry life.
Hearing all my untold sagas, your shadow even started smiling somewhat like me.
One by one you untangled the mess, all the differences that we had initially.
"Is this a dreamland?", you remember once I asked you about this?
And I still blush over the lovely reply that came along with a gentle kiss!
Topic- DreamlandDreamland
Across the unflinching oceans and beyond the unsung seas,
We resonate together like autumn's dancing trees.
Slowly and yet passionately, the two of us got merrily interwined.
Tiptoeing within each other, just the way bodily pulses carry life.
Hearing all my untold sagas, your shadow even started smiling somewhat like me.
One by one you untangled the mess, all the differences that we had initially.
"Is this a dreamland?", you remember once I asked you about this?
And I still blush over the lovely reply that came along with a gentle kiss!