Past
Past , which is alive in our heart makes present so beautiful
Present writes a beautiful future ,
Interconnected with each other by few thoughts ,
Forms a very fine thread of happiness , liveliness & individualism .
Peeping through the past got so many dark secrets ,
Which is kept secretly in my diary with a lock in my hand .
Your life writes a beautiful future everyday with you ,
Some fill it with sorrows & sad happenings ,
Some fill it with happiness & blessings ,
It's up to us what we choose.
The life is tangled in between the threads of sorrows & happiness.
The peace is unsettled between your thoughts , happiness & sorrows .
Past can't come back , future we can't see .
Only present is with us to make us calm & hold our thoughts tightly .
#Shruti #review #poetry
Past , which is alive in our heart makes present so beautiful
Present writes a beautiful future ,
Interconnected with each other by few thoughts ,
Forms a very fine thread of happiness , liveliness & individualism .
Peeping through the past got so many dark secrets ,
Which is kept secretly in my diary with a lock in my hand .
Your life writes a beautiful future everyday with you ,
Some fill it with sorrows & sad happenings ,
Some fill it with happiness & blessings ,
It's up to us what we choose.
The life is tangled in between the threads of sorrows & happiness.
The peace is unsettled between your thoughts , happiness & sorrows .
Past can't come back , future we can't see .
Only present is with us to make us calm & hold our thoughts tightly .
#Shruti #review #poetry
#Thought #review
As a student of literature and as a over-thinker, I have this habit of writing things. Recently I was writing a poem of mine and there I felt like there is no end of it. But then again I have to complete it so I write a end. And I realize that there is end of everything, we as a human cannot understand the things that has no end. We can't understand the concept of infinity.
As a student of literature and as a over-thinker, I have this habit of writing things. Recently I was writing a poem of mine and there I felt like there is no end of it. But then again I have to complete it so I write a end. And I realize that there is end of everything, we as a human cannot understand the things that has no end. We can't understand the concept of infinity.
Money!!!
When do we take their handshakes
And when should we flee?
From them that look harmless
Like smiling little babes.
With their charming appearance
That can easily attract the heart
And cause it to walk out
To leave its owner behind.
Unless we feel too poor
To dread any thief but a snatcher of life
Then we can't just shake anyone
If our good characters still matters to us.
#review #AhmadMusa #poem
When do we take their handshakes
And when should we flee?
From them that look harmless
Like smiling little babes.
With their charming appearance
That can easily attract the heart
And cause it to walk out
To leave its owner behind.
Unless we feel too poor
To dread any thief but a snatcher of life
Then we can't just shake anyone
If our good characters still matters to us.
#review #AhmadMusa #poem
Efforts to get separate from each other or
Their thoughts, bring them more and more closer than before ???
????
Their Story definitely will not end in the mid!
May be today they are not as they should be..
Umm..later on they'll be! I'm sure abt it..
Yess..They're Blessed!
!!!!
🥀
-Gurpreet Bhatia
#guri #review #poetry
Their thoughts, bring them more and more closer than before ???
????
Their Story definitely will not end in the mid!
May be today they are not as they should be..
Umm..later on they'll be! I'm sure abt it..
Yess..They're Blessed!
!!!!
🥀
-Gurpreet Bhatia
#guri #review #poetry
Mapping things
Everything we just fix gets broken again,
It's like time is itself a big loophole ,
It's difficult to lose someone ;
That terrible feeling make you lose yourself too .
Finding pleasure in things which are temporary anomaly,
Is just like finding mistakes in crimes you have not committed.
Trying to find fourth dimension ,
Which is that one perfect moment ,
When u say that this is the time ,
And u have got everything of it.
When u try to map out tiny little things ,
You get something which was missing from a long time.
It could be your that segment which makes the time fourth dimensional.
#Shruti #review #poem
Everything we just fix gets broken again,
It's like time is itself a big loophole ,
It's difficult to lose someone ;
That terrible feeling make you lose yourself too .
Finding pleasure in things which are temporary anomaly,
Is just like finding mistakes in crimes you have not committed.
Trying to find fourth dimension ,
Which is that one perfect moment ,
When u say that this is the time ,
And u have got everything of it.
When u try to map out tiny little things ,
You get something which was missing from a long time.
It could be your that segment which makes the time fourth dimensional.
#Shruti #review #poem
Your persistence offers some resistance ,
You thrive on your thoughts ;
Cause you never let them die .
Comes with a purpose & goes away ,
You repose it in your mind .
Never understood what it was exactly,
But got applied to me aptly .
Someday haunting my thoughts ,got what I really wanted .
Cause my persistence also offers insistence.
Insists me to put myself in the forefront ,
So that I can confront things ,
Some things can be in favour , while some are added for savour .
Sometimes it sucks you , other times you chuckle to wipe out the things .
Wiping out things , cause I wanted to ripen it next time .
Got myself the sour taste , but some sugar also added on it .
Seems nothing is impossible , till everything seems possible .
#Shruti #review #poetry
You thrive on your thoughts ;
Cause you never let them die .
Comes with a purpose & goes away ,
You repose it in your mind .
Never understood what it was exactly,
But got applied to me aptly .
Someday haunting my thoughts ,got what I really wanted .
Cause my persistence also offers insistence.
Insists me to put myself in the forefront ,
So that I can confront things ,
Some things can be in favour , while some are added for savour .
Sometimes it sucks you , other times you chuckle to wipe out the things .
Wiping out things , cause I wanted to ripen it next time .
Got myself the sour taste , but some sugar also added on it .
Seems nothing is impossible , till everything seems possible .
#Shruti #review #poetry
Nigeria Independence Celebration
They said "call it the joyful day"
But why not instead the starry night?
With the few well fed stars
That glowed in peace
And the gloomy smoke
Which was filled with cries -
As eyes of the masses
Melted in sorrow,
Their stomachs grumbled of hunger
And had their hearts
Encaged with terror -
Shouldn't it be the night of mourning?
Where leaders express
Regrets
Over their failures.
#review #AhmadMusa #poem
They said "call it the joyful day"
But why not instead the starry night?
With the few well fed stars
That glowed in peace
And the gloomy smoke
Which was filled with cries -
As eyes of the masses
Melted in sorrow,
Their stomachs grumbled of hunger
And had their hearts
Encaged with terror -
Shouldn't it be the night of mourning?
Where leaders express
Regrets
Over their failures.
#review #AhmadMusa #poem
I'm here at least for now
The sheer coming
Will it be traumatizing
Or still ill be jumping in ecstasy
The one guys are here
In ever possible race
I try to set the pace
Now everything seems nasty and hectic
But for now its stopped
The one guys are here
You will know it
When the time comes
But for now ,keep the gaze
Until the forfeited misfortune swindles,for sure
The one guys are here
This time for real
Only for the elite and professional
But the peasants will still be digging the unfathomed truth
That is written on their dusty hands
Will they unearth it?maybe
For it seems ,
The one guys are here
Why change everything?
For the folks to divide
Why seal everything?
For the truth to be hidden
Why consume everything?
For the thirsty not to quench
But as the saying goes
The one guys are here
#Linville #review
The forsaken
The sheer coming
Will it be traumatizing
Or still ill be jumping in ecstasy
The one guys are here
In ever possible race
I try to set the pace
Now everything seems nasty and hectic
But for now its stopped
The one guys are here
You will know it
When the time comes
But for now ,keep the gaze
Until the forfeited misfortune swindles,for sure
The one guys are here
This time for real
Only for the elite and professional
But the peasants will still be digging the unfathomed truth
That is written on their dusty hands
Will they unearth it?maybe
For it seems ,
The one guys are here
Why change everything?
For the folks to divide
Why seal everything?
For the truth to be hidden
Why consume everything?
For the thirsty not to quench
But as the saying goes
The one guys are here
#Linville #review
The forsaken
It's arm twisting
Many questions legalistically approved
For the lost can never legalize
But legume morning stood legal tender
Myriads of thoughts mainstream miffed
Washing mid-life crisis for decades
After all,why do this?
Perhaps,despite all
Keep perfectionist and still inside.
After perfidious during spring
My beckoning eyes perforated
You lack something,you need something
Wish granted perennial in the ashes
It's not fair,first and foremost
Had to accept the outcome
Since this time round,my plover recalled
Perhaps, despite all
Keep perfectionist and stillness inside.
Why use the internal locus of control
Underneath my heart im convinced
My emphasis still on convictions
Through my fantasies should be contented
I try it in every way
As I looked rakishly outside
Waiting for the ramification of faith
Perhaps, despite all
Keep perfectionist and stillness inside.
I knew me ,myself and i
Had an outstanding rectitude
But to rectify my impossible mission
Tend to solidify my alternate recourse
Wait! an iPod of alternative rock
Of course would listen and roll
Perhaps,despite all
Keep perfectionist and stillness inside.
Well, a sigh of relief and hope
Will refurbish my show and tell
Just stay focused,rethink,figure
In the end,you need to showcase
Probably,that my heart beats per minute
Perhaps,despite all
Keep perfectionist and stillness inside.
#Linville
#review
It's arm twisting.
Many questions legalistically approved
For the lost can never legalize
But legume morning stood legal tender
Myriads of thoughts mainstream miffed
Washing mid-life crisis for decades
After all,why do this?
Perhaps,despite all
Keep perfectionist and still inside.
After perfidious during spring
My beckoning eyes perforated
You lack something,you need something
Wish granted perennial in the ashes
It's not fair,first and foremost
Had to accept the outcome
Since this time round,my plover recalled
Perhaps, despite all
Keep perfectionist and stillness inside.
Why use the internal locus of control
Underneath my heart im convinced
My emphasis still on convictions
Through my fantasies should be contented
I try it in every way
As I looked rakishly outside
Waiting for the ramification of faith
Perhaps, despite all
Keep perfectionist and stillness inside.
I knew me ,myself and i
Had an outstanding rectitude
But to rectify my impossible mission
Tend to solidify my alternate recourse
Wait! an iPod of alternative rock
Of course would listen and roll
Perhaps,despite all
Keep perfectionist and stillness inside.
Well, a sigh of relief and hope
Will refurbish my show and tell
Just stay focused,rethink,figure
In the end,you need to showcase
Probably,that my heart beats per minute
Perhaps,despite all
Keep perfectionist and stillness inside.
#Linville
#review
It's arm twisting.
#review
#aarushi
#shortpoem
This is a part of the poem I'm planning to complete, your reviews please :)
Instead of surrendering to the light,
which sometimes makes my wounds feel sore,
I opened myself up to the dark today,
so that the darkness inside me won't feel lonely anymore.
#aarushi
#shortpoem
This is a part of the poem I'm planning to complete, your reviews please :)
Instead of surrendering to the light,
which sometimes makes my wounds feel sore,
I opened myself up to the dark today,
so that the darkness inside me won't feel lonely anymore.
You named yourself after some french bathtub because well, who knows. I'm startled because I guess somewhere, some point in your life you were impulsive and even spontaneous. I feel like I need to ask what happened? And who happened for you to be this careful and calculated now? So bound by two rules. The ones they set: your parents, your friends and the whole godamn society that acts like they know more about living in your shoes than you do. And the ones you set: the hard shells you built out of the broken pieces of your heart and lined with the tattered fragments of your soul. You named yourself after a bathtub because you wanted an identity you could use to wash all of your past sins. You named yourself after a French bathtub because you had taste. Or maybe for some other reason, but I wish it was as spontaneous as I thought it out to be.
- New Small 2
#shortstory #review
- New Small 2
#shortstory #review