..Sois belle à ta façon..
(..Be beautiful in your own way..)
I just want my melanin to overflow like expensive caramel and fine chocolate...
Kissed by the sun and baked in brown sugar.
I want my hair--beautiful, thick, and defiant of gravity.
I want to be illuminated by the finest crushed diamonds.
I want to be forever unbothered -And untouched by the paintbrush of others, for I will already be complete.
Life is a car who's steering is in your hand.You are the driver giving away the free ride to your partner, family members and friends. It's upto you, where to make these people. Your priorities will decide it. Just remember that the steering is in your hand so don't let anyone handle it. Never let anyone else control your life.
Aise Dekhi Nhi Khoobsurat Hasin,
Jiski Chahat Mai Ho Voh Dil Lagi,
Aise Nazare Uthi Toh Mazza Aagya,
Aise Dhadhkan Chali Ki Nasha Chagya,
Meri Nazro Mai Teri Wafa Khil Uthi,
Aise Behki Ada Ki WaJah Bann Uthi,
Mere Chehre Pe Ek Hasi Khil Uthi,
Tere Sang Jeene Ki Ek Wajah Bann Uthi,
Tere Aane Se Jaise Khunmar Aagya,
Meri Baaton Mai Hazro Zaamo Ka Nasha Chagya,
Tu Hi Tu Har Khin Ab Dikhe Hai Muje,
Meri Zindagi Mai Jeene Ka Voh Mazaa Aagya..!
- Shashank K Purohit.
En el oscuro frio de la noche
Se dibuja una sombra, es tu nombre
Tu ausencia la que me entristece
Tu rostro el que me restablece
Eres luz que me guía
Camino que no encontraba
Un te quiero mentiría
Muy corto se quedaría
La pasión inmensa
Igual la nostalgia en tu ausencia.
No estás cuando me haces falta
Yo ruego que aparezcas
Que vengas a sanar mis penas.
"The love in a family flows strong and deep, leaving us memories to treasure and keep."
The love of a family is life's greatest blessing.
Family isn't always blood. It's the people in your life who want you in theirs. The ones who accept you for who you are. The ones who would do anything to see you smile and love you no matter what. It's like, when you have each other you have everything.
Write an open letter sharing your views about your family. Any experience that makes you cherish the time spent. Or anything you get in your mind as soon as you hear the word FAMILY. Tag your letter family. Comment below when you are done.
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I was like a burning planet in the vast loneliness of this universe.
No one wanted to be near me. No one wanted to BE me. I wasn't admired or loved. I was only valid for my resources and responsibilities.
Then you came along and I resisted like the universe has taught me to resist. I didn't even know why and what I was doing.
It was a natural response of this lonely piece of burning rock. But your persistence extinguished the fire that once burned me and ignited the only fire that I needed. The fire to love and live with my soulmate who travelled through time and space going through her experiences to one day meet me and complete me.
You don't need an excuse for how you love or live, or even for the way you laugh. If you can live with yourself then everyone else should damn well too.
- the poetry bandit
I cribbed about the tough day, while she smiled through the tapes attached to her head.
I ranted about getting wet in the rain, while they stood under a tattered umbrella keeping each other. warm.
I moaned about the headache, while he administered insulin with a toothy grin.
I complained about my messy hair, while her shaven head made her smile glow like a thousand volts bulb.
In anger I cursed the world, while they searched for a vein on her. body.
I grumbled about the heat, while his frail body gave warmth to his sibling.
I moaned about the wicked hand life had dealt me, while she hopefully looked on from her hospital bed at a better tomorrow.
I cried ab...
The Girl I Met on Omegle
I once met a girl on Omegle- a stranger. We had literally the most beautiful conversation possible, such a beauty in those words that not even two known people would share. Yes, I did fell in love with her, may be it was just for her words. But it was something. It was like fate have brought us together, only to separate us again. Though I never did really believed in fate much. And did I actually loved her? I don't know. After all, she was a stranger. Logically impossible, but in love, you'll never know what's possible. As they say, "Everything's possible in love." And I knew she did felt the same, too, or so she said.
But as they say, when love struck us, it's jus...
Her sparkling hazel Eyes!
They are the most beautiful ones
on the Earth. Seeing through her
magnetic eyes they attracted the
screw in my head and made
me loose it. Now I have become
a mad wanderer in search of her mesmerizing eyes losing my senses.
Colours sleep and shadows play. As you lie on the floor with someone you love, silhouettes glide along the reflection of car headlights from one wall to another.
A parallel conversation happens..
It starts with something innocuous. Something ordinary. A situation. A feeling. An observation. And out of nowhere turns profound. Every conversation in the dark has its own distinctness. A sharpness that is less seen in the light. Unlike a conversation on the screen, there isn't a worry about being heard. Conversations spring from crevices of a routine or gush from adventure. From train rides to space issues. From books to people to the cosmos to god, silent tears and muffled laughs. From d...
I don't think Hell was ever
a place of fire or darkness;
what if it has been
right here, on earth,
living my life
- the poetry bandit
She likes to paint the
stories of a life
where no one is
- the poetry bandit.
Like the gentle autumn rain
we were beautiful,
even at the end of day when
the rainbow inside us
starts to fade.
Like the smell of rose
we were fascinating,
even at the grave when
the scent could only define
the place of sorrow.
Like the sunset of sea
we were nostalgic,
even at the times when
the longing summoned up
the mistakes we did.
Like the words
we were precious,,
even when noone spoke
Beautiful is the soul that builds up
a relationship with her flaws
understands and loves them
for what they are,
When someone asked me to write about myself, and after writing it all. I felt the words, the touch of it was all about you and all that transpired between us. This only left me more confused if things have ended or have just begun. Was it the end or beginning of another us.
Was is the end of you and me to make a yet another beautiful us?
its what's underneath that she doesn't want the world to see she never thought she was never enough or she was just to much . all it took was a beautiful fake smile to hide her injured soul and they will never know the demons she fights or the fact the someday she just wants to give up and die but she has just a few she's living for ever one else has left but she's use to that everyone leaves its only a matter of time and she will no longer breath. People ask what would you do if you knew you only had one day to live what would you do and she responds id find a reason to fight and live ....
To Dear Alisha,
She's a fine looking young woman
Whose soul is reflected in her majestic eyes
Though I've never seen one
But I'm sure that's how angels look
Her light reminds of that of a diamond
Illuminating the sky along the way
People don't really see her for what she really is
But one look of hers is enough for my heart to say
"She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
I'm sure that there wasn't a soul as beautiful as her's
And I'm sure there never will be.....