She had sparkles in her eyes
Glitter in her tears
She was made of moon dust
Her smile was nothing short of a rhapsody
- Shefali Dang
Ek Sher Mohobbat k naam...
"" Gustakhi nigahein karti hai....
Sara bechare dil ko milti hai...
Mohobbat dil se hoti hai....
Judai Aakho se girti hai..... ""
* Sin * Ravenous
* Lure * Kaleidoscopic
All of Me : A Poetry
They say I shine so bright
Why do I shed that light?
May be coz I'm so pure
Nothing's dark, I'm all white
White isn't my skin
But it is my soul
For I don't breathe fire
Still I ain't so cold
I see green even in red
Coz my wisdom seeks yellow
My eyes are hypnotic
And my nature is mellow
Purple is my wound
It hurts so much
When everyone ignores it
And treat me as such
I'm so RAVENOUS
I've haven't eaten for a while
As they served only hatred
And Love is all I liked
May they see my true colour
Coz I am what they seek
I will give them all they want
Not because I'm so ...
Sometimes, we just can't emote it right!
Creating misconceptions seems like a norm that the society imbibes!
You know yourself better than anyone out there. You know every inch of your body, every mark and every pain you have been through. Your body is worthy of love and respect. Worthy to be touched by someone who can admire every inch and every imperfection. You are beautiful and you are a queen. It is ok to explore your limits and what you can endure. You are strong and you are the best you can be. Your body is your temple.
The man who is worthy of you will adore your every inch and the beauty that is with in. In your every raw moment he will see your soul and caress you like you deserve. Slow touch but forevermore you will crave his wonderful touch and caring for that s...
I would love to peel your panties off of your hips, and slowly lick all the imprints they left behind.
Like the ceiling of the Sistine chapel !
Our poems and letters we write to each other, without even thinking about it, we created this beautiful mural.
I hear the notification sound and my heart drops ! Your image races through my brain like a magazine of rounds through a target.
If there is anything I could tell you ! It’s I hope that you prepare for the fact that when we see each other again I’m going to hold you tight and twirl you around to make up for lost time.
Then I’m going to stare deep into your eyes and without needing to say anything your gonna hear my voice tell you “this is to make up for all the opportunities we lost out on”
I can only hope that your response is going...
It grows like a vine
Burns like hell
Silk and stone
Music and silence
Laughter and joy
I'm all in
Next to you
And I am yours
She despised herself
As much as she loved herself.
"I could never be like them",
She was right.
A chicken heart she'd always been.
For while they spread their wings
Embracing the flurry,
She slouched on the ground..
Her eyes welled up with tears,
As they shuttled glances,
As hostile as the earth beneath her,
And as cold,
as the ice inside their souls...
Her eyes, they followed the
Trail of grey they left behind,
While they drifted against the waft.
She was never going to be like them, was she?
Broken she was,
And as brittle, as icicles
That hung from conifers
That stood tall.
Like the sequestered sun
Into the dark secrets of winter,
Slipping into her own...
When you propose someone...
It means you are going to adopt his or her Good as well as bad habbits....
You are making that individual a part of your life....
It means you are promising her, you will never leave her....
Propose :- As name tells , before expressing your feelings.. you need a perfect pose. 🤗
Happy Propose day to all couples ❤️
Once it is called Love ❤️
It becomes a number..... 😋
( i.e, you was my no. 3 )
Friends of soul (unromantic love)
Since you became a road I’ve been such a strange and unseen vehicle on this absurd reality we all name planet earth. Friendship never matched any of those Friendzone possibilities every classmate tried to impose to us. Love appeared in the simplicity of our conversations. Your lips never felt the need of encountering mine. As time was murdered by the circumstances, we suddenly discovered that our link was sublime at the point that even the physical world couldn’t interrupt love of respiring between our hearts. Will the external world ever understand what we became? A woman and a man that never met romance but found beauty and proximity on supernatural forms...
The Day after the storm, they say the light shines bright to present the new beauty created !
What we all need to realize is that the beauty has always been there, we have just been walking out our doors through the walkway and into our cars ignoring what we thought the storm created...
If I did not have
My features, would
You still call me
Peace is the beauty of life. It is sunshine. It is the smile of a child, the love of a mother, the joy of a father, the togetherness of a family. It is the advancement of man, the victory of a just cause, the triumph of truth.
The red flower
By winters beauty
As I weep.
*All Things Must End*
#TheRedFlower by Lili Marie #FebruaryFalls #BookTitlePoetry
#crystallized #MaesFeb19 #WritingPrompts
The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
Liham Para sa Mga Lalaki Kong Kaibigan,
Nandito na naman ako at may gusto ipahiwatig. Hindi ito isinulat sa Ingles dahil gusto ko inyong maintindihan ng lubos ang aking damdamin.
Huwag mo siyang ligawan dahil gusto mo lang siya. Ligawan mo siya dahil mahal mo siya. Huwag mo siyang i-date dahil gusto mo lang magkaroon ng isang maikling relasyon. I-date siya dahil mayroon kang layunin sa na mapangasawa siya. Ang MU ay hindi nangangahulugang "malanding ugnayan" kundi mutual undesrtanding.
Aking kaibigan, kung naghahanap ka lang ng pansamantalang relasyon. Mangyaring huwag hilingin sa kanya na siya'y ligawan. Hindi siya tulad ng iba pang mga batang babae na nasiyahan sa isang walang kat...
You can say life is a journey and there's compassion on every street corner of this immense planet...
You probably learned at some point of a season that, as Whitman some day beautifully wrote, "life
exists and identity, that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse"...
I'm delighted to encounter fragments of passion on various situations in the middle of the mundane, trivial, apparently unimportant of the daily life scenes.
Inside these fragments I realize that
the identity of a poet is of a
discoverer child, insatiable to feed it's immortal soul with beauty.
You can look at the sun and say it's brighter than your eyes can support, and I remember you that as a star wa...