@keithkayled it hurt deep inside like a spindle
I myself feel like a swindle
No one to share my pain with when I slip and tremble
But with grace and mercy
I will achieve
Over this mischieve
#Keith #review #poetry
I myself feel like a swindle
No one to share my pain with when I slip and tremble
But with grace and mercy
I will achieve
Over this mischieve
#Keith #review #poetry
Heart is small, little hope Full of fun, naive hope Moon stars, hope to touch Hope to fly in anticipation) - Heart is small, top hope May I smell, like this today In the flower garden, the flowers are like I am a cloud of clouds Jhoom jaun main banke bawariya Bind the world in its top .. Heavenly earth blossoming like My mind is also blossoming like this Cuckoo's way, singing songs The way of fish, this desire is full Youth has brought colorful dream Heart is small ...#review
Heart is small, little hope Full of fun, naive hope Moon stars, hope to touch Hope to fly in anticipation- Heart is small, top hope May I smell, like this today In the flower garden, the flowers are like I am a cloud of clouds . the world in its top .. Heavenly earth blossoming like My mind is also blossoming like this Cuckoo's way, singing songs The way of fish, this desire is full Youth has brought colorful dream Heart is small ...#review .
Heart is small, little hope Full of fun, naive hope Moon stars, hope to touch Hope to fly in anticipation- Heart is small, top hope May I smell, like this today In the flower garden, the flowers are like I am a cloud of clouds . the world in its top .. Heavenly earth blossoming like My mind is also blossoming like this Cuckoo's way, singing songs The way of fish, this desire is full Youth has brought colorful dream Heart is small ...#review
He grapped her hips and pulled her close.
The shot of vodka made her vulnerable .
His kiss was full of lust and void of love.
But she gave in.
She woke up for breakfast and he for a different prey.
#review
The shot of vodka made her vulnerable .
His kiss was full of lust and void of love.
But she gave in.
She woke up for breakfast and he for a different prey.
#review
Death of someone you know has the power to provoke all kinds of negative emotions in you , make you choose the dullest colors and never hope for recovery.
#review.
#review.
I erased my past because it left me with infinite regrets.
I Dont forsee my future , cause it would make me live a cautious and fearful life.
I m running away in search of all the bright places to give me the freedom to live the present.
Call me wanderer, gypsy or Voyager.
I was here .
And into the wild I run.
#review.
I Dont forsee my future , cause it would make me live a cautious and fearful life.
I m running away in search of all the bright places to give me the freedom to live the present.
Call me wanderer, gypsy or Voyager.
I was here .
And into the wild I run.
#review.
When you face your demon.
The day when you feel every possible pain, confusion, darkness, the negativity you can imagine. When you can't able to sleep when you can't able to breathe peacefully, and so on.
Consider this now you found your demon. You feel helpless, you feel so numb, you feel lost.
But you know what?
Even in the night of darkness, there is still hope of light that waiting for you.
Gautam Buddha once said, whenever you fall into the worst situation never forget to pursue something good from it.
Make your pain your best teacher your best friend. You're pain always trying to say become better than you used to be. Become stronger than you used to be.
• This Universe beyond our thinking and imagination.
In this universe, there is something or nothing. We don't know. No one does.
I don't know where you live but I know you live somewhere in the world in this tiny world, we don't know why we here, we don't know why we born.
We come into this world. We spend our lives with our loved ones, then we die they will cry and they will move on because this is very difficult to live with that pain and they also die one day. If you do something to help this world some more people remember you and some will cry some will not and they also move on.
Something always with you withing you but we always underestimate that sense of existence.
In this new world, we always greedy to feed logic and reasoning but our small brain not made out for that, this universe beyond our mind.
Thoughts come and goes.
Days come and goes.
The feeling comes and goes.
People come and goes.
What remains at this moment?
You!
When you're day will come you also leave this world. Understand this and be grateful for this precious life. Be kind, be honest add value to your life.
Find something that you can live or die for. Find your calling.
Suppose even if you don't achieve what you planned for the last day of your life, you will have a smile of satisfaction on your face that you never give up you always stand back when you fall. You always fight back. This only enough to make you smile on your last day.
When someone decides to give that precious life to something he/she loves, The great infinite universe starts giving them energy, potential, the courage to do that thing.
Then nothing seems that important than your purpose. Believe in yourself the more you hurt the more you will become stronger.
Have faith in my words, forgive yourself for everything and start again my love.
Thanks for reading.
#MJ #Review #story
The day when you feel every possible pain, confusion, darkness, the negativity you can imagine. When you can't able to sleep when you can't able to breathe peacefully, and so on.
Consider this now you found your demon. You feel helpless, you feel so numb, you feel lost.
But you know what?
Even in the night of darkness, there is still hope of light that waiting for you.
Gautam Buddha once said, whenever you fall into the worst situation never forget to pursue something good from it.
Make your pain your best teacher your best friend. You're pain always trying to say become better than you used to be. Become stronger than you used to be.
• This Universe beyond our thinking and imagination.
In this universe, there is something or nothing. We don't know. No one does.
I don't know where you live but I know you live somewhere in the world in this tiny world, we don't know why we here, we don't know why we born.
We come into this world. We spend our lives with our loved ones, then we die they will cry and they will move on because this is very difficult to live with that pain and they also die one day. If you do something to help this world some more people remember you and some will cry some will not and they also move on.
Something always with you withing you but we always underestimate that sense of existence.
In this new world, we always greedy to feed logic and reasoning but our small brain not made out for that, this universe beyond our mind.
Thoughts come and goes.
Days come and goes.
The feeling comes and goes.
People come and goes.
What remains at this moment?
You!
When you're day will come you also leave this world. Understand this and be grateful for this precious life. Be kind, be honest add value to your life.
Find something that you can live or die for. Find your calling.
Suppose even if you don't achieve what you planned for the last day of your life, you will have a smile of satisfaction on your face that you never give up you always stand back when you fall. You always fight back. This only enough to make you smile on your last day.
When someone decides to give that precious life to something he/she loves, The great infinite universe starts giving them energy, potential, the courage to do that thing.
Then nothing seems that important than your purpose. Believe in yourself the more you hurt the more you will become stronger.
Have faith in my words, forgive yourself for everything and start again my love.
Thanks for reading.
#MJ #Review #story
There's a twitching pain in my chest,
Am I supposed to act out or wait,
Tell them this ache is of my heart twisting,
Not a miraculous twist of faith.
I mourned over my ungrateful life,
They consoled and said you write your own fate,
I took a pen and paper and sat down alone,
Writing happy stories of love and no hate.
I never wrote what I'm getting,
I need to know who read what I wrote down that night.
I'll tell him maybe he has got the wrong stories,
Mine had only peace and no fight.
I'm roaming like a lost traveler in the woods,
Who knows where he wants to go,
Walks with hope and determination,
But every land mark has a wrong way to show.
I'm crying my eyes out yet laughing,
I'm lost and waited to be found,
I'll stay dark and dead inside,
But will spread a life around.
Have a little life of me and smile,
Show my mourning heart your glee,
So when I sleep at night drenching in tears,
I hope there's someone tomorrow waiting for me.
#poetry
#maans
#review
@IWRITESOMTIMES
Am I supposed to act out or wait,
Tell them this ache is of my heart twisting,
Not a miraculous twist of faith.
I mourned over my ungrateful life,
They consoled and said you write your own fate,
I took a pen and paper and sat down alone,
Writing happy stories of love and no hate.
I never wrote what I'm getting,
I need to know who read what I wrote down that night.
I'll tell him maybe he has got the wrong stories,
Mine had only peace and no fight.
I'm roaming like a lost traveler in the woods,
Who knows where he wants to go,
Walks with hope and determination,
But every land mark has a wrong way to show.
I'm crying my eyes out yet laughing,
I'm lost and waited to be found,
I'll stay dark and dead inside,
But will spread a life around.
Have a little life of me and smile,
Show my mourning heart your glee,
So when I sleep at night drenching in tears,
I hope there's someone tomorrow waiting for me.
#poetry
#maans
#review
@IWRITESOMTIMES
Stab me in the heart and bury me in my garden.Place sunflowers on my gravestone. They were my grandmom's favorite. Ever since her passing it's been difficult to carry on in this plastic world among masked faces.This silence after separation is deafening. I break the silence by talking to the flowers.
Xoxo
Wallflower
#review
Xoxo
Wallflower
#review
The Awakening
She lived across the beachside,
And saw the ocean with such glee,
As if the ocean was calling her,
And so did she wanted to flee,
She stood at the shore,
The waves called out her name,
And she knew this stormy ocean,
Can pull her out of the life's game,
While she stood there in chaos,
Wishing to be devoid and free,
A thought cascaded down her mind,
"What lied under this stormy sea?"
On the 10th of April evening,
She ran away into the light,
Packed up her wild intentions,
No longer she is in our sight
I hope she unfolded the secrets,
Buried a thousand feet beneath the land,
And found everything that this world had lacked,
Right under the stormy sand
It was a high tide September night,
When a bottle tucked my ankles,
Inside a note that said "To feel free,
I broke free from all the shackles"!
#review
#iwritesometimes
#poem
She lived across the beachside,
And saw the ocean with such glee,
As if the ocean was calling her,
And so did she wanted to flee,
She stood at the shore,
The waves called out her name,
And she knew this stormy ocean,
Can pull her out of the life's game,
While she stood there in chaos,
Wishing to be devoid and free,
A thought cascaded down her mind,
"What lied under this stormy sea?"
On the 10th of April evening,
She ran away into the light,
Packed up her wild intentions,
No longer she is in our sight
I hope she unfolded the secrets,
Buried a thousand feet beneath the land,
And found everything that this world had lacked,
Right under the stormy sand
It was a high tide September night,
When a bottle tucked my ankles,
Inside a note that said "To feel free,
I broke free from all the shackles"!
~IWRITESOMETIMES | Maansi
@Maansiibajaj#review
#iwritesometimes
#poem
Stab me in the heart and bury me in my garden.Place sunflowers on my gravestone. They were my grandmom's favorite. Ever since her passing it's been difficult to carry on in this plastic world among masked faces.This silence after separation is deafening. I break the silence by talking to the flowers.Stab me in the heart and bury me in my garden.Place sunflowers on my gravestone. They were my grandmom's favorite. Ever since her passing it's been difficult to carry on in this plastic world among masked faces.This silence after separation is deafening. I break the silence by talking to the flowers.
Xoxo
Wallflower
#review
Xoxo
Wallflower
#review
Stab me in the heart and bury me in my garden.Place sunflowers on my gravestone. They were my grandmom's favorite. Ever since her passing it's been difficult to carry on in this plastic world among masked faces.This silence after separation is deafening. I break the silence by talking to the flowers.
#review
#review
I still remember when we first met
You were 13 and I was 12
You were moving in to your new house
You were our new neighbors I later learned
That time I came home from school
You were standing at the door carrying a box
You were wearing blue skirts to your knees
You look to me as I stand briefly on the street at the front of our house
You smiled but I creep out inside
Never had a pretty face smiled to me
I wanted to speak and say hello but decided against it and went inside the house instead
Out of fear I say stupid and embarrassed myself
The next day though we became officially friends
You really made the effort to make friends and not me
Through the years we still remain friends
But it's not the same as it used to be
You are now living overseas to fullfil your dreams
While I stay in the country and still looking for myself
You were my first crush and you knew it well
I told it to you the year later we met
I never courted you though because I don't want to ruin our friendship,
And I have a haunch you don't feel the same thing with me
As you keep telling me I was like a younger brother to you as you are an only child
Yeah yeah I kind of understand it all
But still it kinda hurts
Knowing you like someone but the feeling isn't mutual
But we gotta be tough, right?
This isn't the end I know it well
We're both young, a lot could happen
Wether we end up become lovers or maybe not
I only hope our friendship still remains
I hope it'll last forever
This will be all
Hope you don't find it weird
I just misses you so much so here it is
That's all and I wish you are always safe
#review #poem #openforcretics
#I'llsendittosomeonespecialtome
#kidlycorrectforgrammars
#andopenforsuggestions
#thankyou
You were 13 and I was 12
You were moving in to your new house
You were our new neighbors I later learned
That time I came home from school
You were standing at the door carrying a box
You were wearing blue skirts to your knees
You look to me as I stand briefly on the street at the front of our house
You smiled but I creep out inside
Never had a pretty face smiled to me
I wanted to speak and say hello but decided against it and went inside the house instead
Out of fear I say stupid and embarrassed myself
The next day though we became officially friends
You really made the effort to make friends and not me
Through the years we still remain friends
But it's not the same as it used to be
You are now living overseas to fullfil your dreams
While I stay in the country and still looking for myself
You were my first crush and you knew it well
I told it to you the year later we met
I never courted you though because I don't want to ruin our friendship,
And I have a haunch you don't feel the same thing with me
As you keep telling me I was like a younger brother to you as you are an only child
Yeah yeah I kind of understand it all
But still it kinda hurts
Knowing you like someone but the feeling isn't mutual
But we gotta be tough, right?
This isn't the end I know it well
We're both young, a lot could happen
Wether we end up become lovers or maybe not
I only hope our friendship still remains
I hope it'll last forever
This will be all
Hope you don't find it weird
I just misses you so much so here it is
That's all and I wish you are always safe
#review #poem #openforcretics
#I'llsendittosomeonespecialtome
#kidlycorrectforgrammars
#andopenforsuggestions
#thankyou
I lay on my bed laying all my worries together,
Drenched in tears wondering why I cry,
Feeling a rush inside me so powerful,
Still feeling weak to give it a try,
I'm so alone in this huge crowd,
In a vibrant rainbow a depressed monochrome,
I have stayed within four walls my whole life,
But my mind leaps miles in search for a home.
I go to the garden with little girls everyday,
They pick daisies and I pick abandoned wild grass,
I'll ask my known ones to burn them with me when I die,
So we live as meaningful ashes in a jar of brass.
I pity the shooting stars for falling so hard,
And dislike the clouds for having so much hate,
They could have given the falling stars a hand,
And helped them from hitting the bottom and kept them safe.
I'm trying to pull these senseless fragments into one,
Don't know if these fragments are of my thoughts or my heart,
Rather than spending time and energy figuring it out,
I'll act as the puppet in the show and play my part.
#review
#poetry
#maans
Drenched in tears wondering why I cry,
Feeling a rush inside me so powerful,
Still feeling weak to give it a try,
I'm so alone in this huge crowd,
In a vibrant rainbow a depressed monochrome,
I have stayed within four walls my whole life,
But my mind leaps miles in search for a home.
I go to the garden with little girls everyday,
They pick daisies and I pick abandoned wild grass,
I'll ask my known ones to burn them with me when I die,
So we live as meaningful ashes in a jar of brass.
I pity the shooting stars for falling so hard,
And dislike the clouds for having so much hate,
They could have given the falling stars a hand,
And helped them from hitting the bottom and kept them safe.
I'm trying to pull these senseless fragments into one,
Don't know if these fragments are of my thoughts or my heart,
Rather than spending time and energy figuring it out,
I'll act as the puppet in the show and play my part.
#review
#poetry
#maans
Emptiness
Oh! How I remember those days when I used to read and laugh and cry
Quarrelling and gossiping
Playing and losing
Cooking and serving
my lovelies around
Full of ups and downs
Oh! How lively life used to be
Oh! How come l am here?
With no soul to share
And ears to gossips
No more of age old stories
And no oldies to dictate
Less is there a banter here
Only calm and silence glooms
this tranquil streets and lobbies
of closed shops lined
with haunting strays
men and animals
and lamps going off and on
where empty houses stay
I dread this peaceful city
of beauty uncanned
I loathe my untidy soul for this
For people who yearns for a place like this
For I
Who never know beauty is carried by peace
is unable to comprehend the unknown things like this
Wish I return to the madness of life and life full of lovelies
Wish who genuinely wants it like this replaces me.
#lazypen #review #poetry
Oh! How I remember those days when I used to read and laugh and cry
Quarrelling and gossiping
Playing and losing
Cooking and serving
my lovelies around
Full of ups and downs
Oh! How lively life used to be
Oh! How come l am here?
With no soul to share
And ears to gossips
No more of age old stories
And no oldies to dictate
Less is there a banter here
Only calm and silence glooms
this tranquil streets and lobbies
of closed shops lined
with haunting strays
men and animals
and lamps going off and on
where empty houses stay
I dread this peaceful city
of beauty uncanned
I loathe my untidy soul for this
For people who yearns for a place like this
For I
Who never know beauty is carried by peace
is unable to comprehend the unknown things like this
Wish I return to the madness of life and life full of lovelies
Wish who genuinely wants it like this replaces me.
#lazypen #review #poetry
Title: We Are Also a Human Being
Running from reality
With the scar of betrayal,
Chasing my shadow
In the darken hall.
I was lost in myself
Blindfolded over my eyes,
To find my lost soul
That was cursed long time.
Those dirty smiles
Of judgemental society,
Blood thirsty eyes
With unspeakable desire,
Unholy thoughts of theirs
Crushed me from inside.
They said I was a mistake
And never heard story of my side.
Is this really our fault to being girl!
So tell me how could change my fate?
You are treating like us object
But what are those feelings.
Is not there any emotions
Within our hearts?
But you know that,
We are also a human being.
#poetry #review #tony
Running from reality
With the scar of betrayal,
Chasing my shadow
In the darken hall.
I was lost in myself
Blindfolded over my eyes,
To find my lost soul
That was cursed long time.
Those dirty smiles
Of judgemental society,
Blood thirsty eyes
With unspeakable desire,
Unholy thoughts of theirs
Crushed me from inside.
They said I was a mistake
And never heard story of my side.
Is this really our fault to being girl!
So tell me how could change my fate?
You are treating like us object
But what are those feelings.
Is not there any emotions
Within our hearts?
But you know that,
We are also a human being.
#poetry #review #tony