and when your walls
are closing in,
let my wingspan
be the only barrier
that keeps you sane.
- Anthony Desmond
Even before my mind registers
My body responds to your presence
It sighs and sways
With your closeness
Those fingers maps the destinations
Chart the scales, slips down the bends
Into the depths eternal.
मत छीनों मेरे नज़्मों को मुझसे,
इक लौते यह ही तो थे मेरे पास
इस पूरी दुनिया जहां में।
Please don't take away my
verses from me,
They are the only possessions that
I have in this entire world.
" Mai likhta hun JAB"
"Mai likhta hun jab , shabdo se kuch keh nhi pata hun ,
Mai likhta hun jab apni dil ki baat kisi ko samjha nhi pata hun,
Mai likhta hun jab aankhe keh bohot kuch rahi hoti hai magar lafzo se bayan nhi krr pata hun,
Mai likhta hun jab , sabse bhaagjaane ka ji krrta hai ,
Mai likhta hun jab , khud ke saath waqt bitane ka ji krta hai ,
Mai likhta hun jab , dil khushi se bhrr jata hai magar uss kagaz ke alawa koi sunne wala nhi hota ,
Mai likhta hun jab , bina kuch kahe bhi koi sunne waala chahiye hota hai. "
~The words that are never said~
I could never be the same again,
Could never see the rainbow begin.
Could never smell the fresh fragrance of your soul,
My heart is burning like the last charcoal
What true love is....
People do interpret TRUE LOVE in a very wrong way, since it’s not about living a FAIRYTALE like in a beautiful love movie. When talking about true love, It’s indeed important that there is LOVE and ATTRACTION from both sides, though it’s also important to show love also in BAD DAYS, where one isn’t looking BEAUTIFUL, where one isn’t always in GOOD MOOD...
A true love relationship is based in HELPING and SUPPORTING each other. A true love relationship is based in having ARGUMENTS but then FORGIVING each other again. A true love relationship is based in not always STICKING TOGETHER but to let others have their space too. A true love relationship is where one feels HAPP...
Your whims your hues,
Lost in the gloomy blues.
I kept thinking what went wrong,
That forever seems too long.
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Imagine going slower and smarter on social media meant to last.
Barish ki bundain girti hi zameen par or bhiga deti hai dharti ke daaman ko....
Bundain barish ki zinda kar jati hai mitti ki sondhi si khushu ko....
zindgi shuru hoti hai mitti se or mil jati hai usi me hi kahin....
Bejaan to mitti bhi hoti hai par zindgi mil jati hai usay bundon se miltay hi....
" ehsaas zindgi ka is kadar bejaan hai pyar k bina or muquammal hai pyar k miltay hi "
😄Jaan hai mitti😘
😘 pyar hi barish ki bundain😍
Once upon a time,
Human connections were intimately linked.
World has vast majority of people who speak up to other person while they want to communicate.
It was a time when technology haven’t surpassed the human interaction.
It was a time when people look into each other’s eyes while they communicate not screens.
It was a time when authenticity in eyes were more emphasise then blue tick marks on screens.
It was a time when community meet ups were so engaged and intuitive with human touch than social media groups.
It was a time when friendships emerged in play grounds not on apps.
It was a time when people have few friend but true bonding with deep sense of fulfilment rather than ...
Why I write,
I write because the people in my head have to get out. People not thoughts. Because they are real with emotions and personalities. If I keep them in, they will drive me out of my home (senses).
You are a beautiful flower my darling
You dont deserve to be chained
Abused or owned
If he force himself on you
Trust me you are in a wrong relationship
If he broke your trust every day
Trust me you need to move on
You are staying because you dont want to break up
But hurting yourself will kill you everyday
He deserve to be replaced
Dont let him victmize you
Held your high n chin up
Don't be a prisoner of his evil thoughts
You are a beautiful flower
You deserve to be in the garden
Not to be plucked and abused
Opening page to my personal journal.
I will fill these pages with myself. A memoir and a tome of me. Terrified and liberated in my words. A ghost of what I used to be and the possibility of what I could be. These are my words. The me you see and the creature behind the facade. Behind the mask.
The more you ignore me
Moreover, you will want me
And then when I will ignore you
At the time you will understand
That ignoring is not a solution
Nither in love and nor in hate.
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I miss you,
Do I need to sing verses
Or get lost swaying
To the melancholy tune
My heart plays.
Come what may
I’m still going to miss you.
I can’t soothe this burning ache
— my eyes keep wandering
To every sound, what if it’s you?
And if it’s you, would I be able to
Scribble these love notes
These heart wrenching words
Reverberating the pain of your absence
With every beat of my heart?
I miss you.
Log kehte hai dil toot kar juda nahi karta....
par logo ko usi se khelne me maza kyu ata hai....
:( :'( :( :_(
Khuda tune ye dil banaya hi kyu gar tuje todna hi tha....
naseeb me likha na jaane kya tunay jo juda ussay hona hi tha....
darshk banke dekhte reh gaye hum or dil fisal k gir gaya....
tukde bhi hue itne ki dil bhi ab dil na raha....
socha ki koshish karte hai jod de isko....
par tukde hue itne ki koshish koshish hi bn gai....
hath lagaya tukde ko to zakhm hi usne de diya....
khafa bhi kya hotay hum ussay dil bhi naadan apna hi tha....
💓 Dil samhal ja zara, phir mohobbat karne chala hai tu 😘
💕 love is a most beautiful feel in this wor...
The pearl of shyness.....
The nacreous of your pearl,
Above the Sun through your rain droplets,
Splitting on white florets,
Makes up for a light bouquet,
Under which I'd colour you the shiest of red,
N blushiest pink!
Let's play a game:
Will you please join me?
I'm going to list simple directions
you follow them, and record your answers
It really is; I hope some of you join me.
1. Tell me something green within your sight.
2. Look directly behind you and tell me the first thing you see.
3. What model car do you drive?
4. If you take 6 steps forward, 2 to your left, 2 steps backwards, then 8 steps forward, where do you end up?
5. When you hear the word squishy, what comes to mind?
6. The room to your right is what?
7. What's the nearest loud object to you?
8. Are you at work, home, or out in Public?
9. What time is it there?
10. Did you have fun doing this?...
Take my poem
And send it where
They'll be reading it
And talking about it .
So that it reaches
The ones it is meant
For and this teaches
Them to mend
And actions . @GC