A mouthful of lies.
Beauty has to pay its own price.
A mother’s apology to her unborn child-
I was afraid to bring you in this world
I silently loved you my unborn child!
But I killed you in my womb
Because your father never wanted a girl child
I don’t cry
I pour my heart out in my poetry
My poetry will voice my pain
My agony ,my loneliness
My lost love for you
The sky is a beautiful graveyard.
Full of twinkling yet dead stars.
A reflection of yours, a reflection of mine.
Aren't we all a little dead inside?
The Bravehearts who took bullets for us
But we couldnt even defend their rights
They protect us with their full might
But we debate about Standing for the National Anthem
Many of our Soldiers lost their ability to stand
While fighting with enemies to save us
Alas!& we find it debatable to stand for National Anthem
Look. Look well.
Im not perfect right?
But you know something... I do not pretend to be. The beauty of each person is unique, that's why we are different. It's only society that imposes on you to be one way, but fuck the stereotypes! Only me decide who to be and how.... Only me decide what 'perfection' wear, my OWN perfection.
Saw you at a club for the broken hearted,
a place where all fallen stars meet
Wandering and floating lifeless..
High on vodka and
recovering from an unattainable romance
Can two broken hearts ever make one whole?
Soothe the aches and fill the scars or two broken souls
Wonder if that would ever be enough
for hearts so wild and out of control?
The sense that you give to reality depends on your feelings but sometimes it is the reason, the mind that has to make you wake up.
For while feelings give color to life, thoughts help you build your own path in that life.
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
Your whims your hues,
Lost in the gloomy blues.
I kept thinking what went wrong,
That forever seems too long.
Under the glimmer of the stars ethereal
Under the covers of the blurry sky
Not a whiff of breath on the left
Pale and stiff no wreath of life to the right.
A shooting star will one day come
And touch your soul that will treasure
Lonely not just you are here
Everyone is, far as the sky could measure.
To the sentient lips tasting the drops tonight
Drops from that glistening eye
Hold on till the rise of sun
You still breathe life pardon the cadavers that lie.
Know that you are not alone
Neither empty nor hollow
Some will amble over the esplanade
Rest with you to the horizon follow.
Why Healing is important---
If you are heartbroken & shattered,
Don't just give up.
Always remember time is the best healer.
Healing is very important,
Its like rebirth or having a new life.
Once you are healed you will understand ,
The reasons for which you cried and spent sleepless nights were very petty things.
There are many more things to be looked upon.
My dear you are strong & can withstand every situation.
Dont curse the ones who left you heartbroken,
Because somewhere they are boon in disguise for you.
Because darling you dont deserve to be in pain,
Once you are healed just dont repeat the mistakes again.
The memories piercing through the windowpane,
Leaving her perplexed and insane.
Tears raining down,
But her brain refrain from remembering him.
The dried rose in the diary ,
Described tales of the unknown.
He is a married man now,
But she is living with his memories,
Which are enough to live a lifetime.
Love is not always about staying with eachother,
Its about living with the memories.
Memories of love lasts a lifetime.
Waqt aur Zindagi kabhi sath nhi chalte
Kyuki jab zindagi rehti hai to waqt khatm ho jaata hai
aur waqt rehta tou zindagi jeene ki ummed mano tham si jaati hai
She sacrificed her entire life for him,
Invested all her savings for his education
& he left her in old age home
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#SkylarkChallenge 147 | Entry2|
What could he say,
To the enormous being,
Standing in front of him,
Staring into Emptiness.
He sat on ground for the being,
Didn't enjoy the sky or the clouds,
The biggest Sacrifice he ever made,
Just to stare at the stranger.
He wanted to make friends,
But so Petrified, he was,
He didn't know what to do,
Else then Trek around him.
He could except a little Magic,
Even though he was so small,
And wanted to befriend a giant,
Because he knew one thing,
Friendship knows no boundaries.
Even if he is Crow,
Standing in front of a Cow,
They could be friends, even if,
He himself doubted and thought,...