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2020-04-03 04:06:20

#alfazkasafar #ruhaniyat #baatein_kuch_unkahin_si #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers #poetryporn #poems #shayari #hindipoetry #ahsaas #truelove #nidhinarwal #rahatindori #kumarvishwas #jazbaat #poetrycommunity #hindikavita #jindagigulzarhai #poemsindia #gajal #ghalib #jajbaat #love #feelings #poetsandwriters #unerasedpoetry #nidhinarwal #zubairalitabish #hindi #alfaz #instashayari #instapoetry

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2020-04-03 03:55:02

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2020-04-03 03:21:20

Mubarak #indianpoetry #indianshayari #hindishayaris #indianwritersofig #indianwriters #indianwritersofinstagram #gulzariyat #nazm #urdushayarilovers #hindipoetrylove #hindipoetryisnotdead #hindi_poetry #hindipoem #hindipoetry #chandigarh #indianpoethub #writersofindia #hindipoetsofinstagram #poetsofindia #poemsindia #wordswag #hindikavita #rekhtashayari #urdurekhta #ghazal #shayar #sher #rayatnawanshahrwala #hindimotivationalquotes #imagepoetry

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2020-04-03 02:25:08

NaPoWriMo Day 2 Hey everyone! Made it to day two. Hoping I can make it until the whole month! Today’s prompt was to write about a particular place and seeing as I’m mostly cooped up in the house during this time, here’s a poem dedicated specifically to my room. . Happy Reading! .⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Image source: Dreamstine⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ . . #napowrimo #napowrimo2020 #glopowrimo #prompt #reflection #wordsworth #inspired #room #solace #home #emotions #poetrylovers #igpoetry #instapoetry #indianpoet #musings #poemsofinstagram #instapoems #poemsindia #writing #poetsofinstagram #poetry #spilledink #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #ramblingriter

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2020-04-03 01:29:45

. Wayfarer by Elizabeth Kuriakose . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #poetrycommunity #writerscommunity #writer #indianpoet #poetry #poem #poetess #poetcommunity #book #readerscommunity #poetrynetworking #bymepoetryindia #gossamerreveries #elizabethkuriakose #wayfarer #mypoetry #nighttimeprayers #herwordisgold #packpoetry #Scribblersword #Heartofpoets #Globalagetyro #Silverleafpoetry #Poemsindia #Poetry.jpc #bybtpoetrysupport #poetryprojectx #trainriverpublications #poeticmoths #socialpoetrynetwork

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2020-04-02 23:11:08

//तुम्हारा ख़्वाब// वो हल्के काले घेरे, जो तुम्हारी आंखों के इर्द गिर्द फैले हैं, तुम्हारी आंखों को ज्यादा खूबसूरत बनाते हैं, उन आंखों मैंने देखा है, चमकती हुई चांदनी जैसी, झिलमिलाहट जैसे गंगा में होती है, सर्दियों की पूर्णिमा को, तुम्हारा ख़्वाब। वह ख़्वाब जहां तुम बैठी हो, पांव की उंगलियों को ठंडे रेत में धंसाए, दूर कहीं से आती हलकी हवाएं, जिनमें रात रानी की ख़ुशबू, हरसिंगार की महक के साथ मिलकर, तुम्हारे उलझे गेसुओं को महका जाती है। निहारती रहती हो उस चांद को, जो सिर्फ़ तुम्हें देखता है सारी रात, बिना कुछ बोले तुम्हारी सिसकियों को सुनता है, जो दूर अंधेरे के पार जाकर सन्नाटे में खो सी जाती हैं। फिर वो चांद भी रिसता है, धीरे धीरे, और फ़िर आकर हौले से छू लेता है, तुम्हारे कंपकंपाते, खुरदरेे, अरसे से सूखे होंठ। तब तुम अपनी उन बेजान सी, पतली उंगलियों में, जिनमें अब भी मेंहदी की, हलकी सी झलक मौजूद है, थाम लेती हो इक क़लम, और फ़िर उकेर देती हो, धड़कते दिल से, जो जलता रहता है, मेरी सिगरेट कि तरह धीमे धीमे, अपना सारा फ़लसफ़ा, डर, उम्मीद, और ग़म भी जिसे छुपाने की तुम बेहद कोशिश करती हो, उस क़िस्से को सुनाना चाहती हो, किसी अंजान मुसाफ़िर को, और साथ निकल जाना चाहती हो, एक सफ़र पर, अंतहीन, अनवरत। -अभिजित कुमार प्रवीण💕 विशेष- यह बस एक साधारण कविता है, इसका किसी से कोई लेना देना नहीं है। अच्छा लगे तो अपनी राय कमेंट जरुर करें। शुक्रिया।😊 #trafficlives #poetsofinstagram #poets #poets_society #poets_community #darksidetales #poetsofinstagram #poetry #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #hindikavita #hindi #hindipoetry #hindipoems #hindiwriters #writerscommunity #writingprompts #writersnetwork #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writers_den_ #poems #poemsofinstagram #poemsoftheday #poetryofinstagram #poemsaboutlove #eraofpoets #poemsindia #therainofpoetry #globalagepoetry

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2020-04-02 21:36:10

क़लम और कलाम। . . . . #amarujalakavya #nazmshayari #parichaybhasha #quotesinhindi #hindistudio #urdustudio #kommuneity #kommune #kavishala #manavkaul #aabshar #tapeatale #hindiwriters #poetryurdu #kaafiyapoetry #zubairalitabish #hinkhoj #poemsindia #alizaryoun #tehzeebhafi #hindinama #yayabootwala #hindipanktiyaan #kumarvishwas

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2020-04-02 21:35:30

What have we brought upon ourselves? . . . if you like my content, Like, comment, share, subscribe plaze😔💖 Follow @hajraashaikh and @poetryredemption for more . . . . . #poetryisnotdead #poemsindia #rainofpoetry #poemsaboutlove #lovepoems #separation #unrequitedlove #poemgasm #writerscommunity #hajrashaikh #whathajradid #aestheticedits #booksofinstagram #lovequotes #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #explore #writersofinstagram #instagramfamous #writingcommunity #explorepage #runawaywriters #dailyquoutes #poetrytribe #thoughtfvl #oph #poets #untwineme #globalpoetcult @poets⁣ ⁣⁣@poetsglobe⁣⁣⁣ @artofpoets⁣⁣⁣ ⁣⁣@poetsandwriters⁣⁣⁣ @avoicefromfaraway⁣ @communityofpoetry @therainofpoetry @bymepoetry @tumblr @picsart

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2020-04-02 20:13:30

#Quote_6✍️Hope is the only Belief 💯Her mindset✌️Wounded young soul🖤#shethesolitary#bymepoetry #bymepoetryasia #bymepoetryasia #poetrycommunity #poetry #love #life #yourquote #yourquoteindia #poemsindia #poemsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #streetwritersofficial #writersofchennai #writersofinstagram

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2020-04-02 20:02:28

When without sight you walk ahead On the path with darkness spread With not a little light in the vicinity Your fate falling in the hands of ambiguity . ----- . You know your long walk till here was tiring And the eerie silence got very deafening All you want now is to turn back and go And your feet stumble to walk any fro . ---- . The path ahead is very uncertain Unknown is what lies behind the curtain Your thoughts are debating out of the plight If you will find horror or the awaited light . ---- . Then stop, inhale, once, twice and thrice If you go back, you lose your efforts' prize Inside your head, listen to that little voice You can ignore it, it is your choice . ---- . But that voice is the bringer of hope That heals and lets the entire world cope So, don't let it die by pulling back your steps For the coming years to be full of regrets . ---- . Just go to the curtain and pull it's strings Leave on your God, if horror it brings But darling, if it is the light that shines You can now think, what for you is fine... . . . Thanks for editing @abhijit_kumar_pravin #darkpoetry #napowrimo #poetryisnotdead #poetsofinstagram #poets #poets_society #poets_community #darksidetales #poetsofinstagram #poetry #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poets_workshop #writerscommunity #writingprompts #writersnetwork #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writers_den_ #poems #poemsofinstagram #poemsoftheday #poetryofinstagram #poemsaboutlove #eraofpoets #poemsindia #therainofpoetry #globalagepoetry #poetessofig #musing #scribblesthatmatter #hope

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2020-04-02 19:48:44

How to function in a dysfunctional family Part 1 Requirements 1. A jaw you've forgotten to unclench 15 years ago. The slow burn with broken ligaments and a mouth that bites on its own words every night 3. An over enthusiastic pillow psyched up to hear a far cry of monologues from 5 different personalities and a water holding capacity of 2 rolls of cotton. Everything ends with tears 3. An unsober head high on fractured dreams. Some days you should remember how to forget telling apart the delusions from incubus. 5. A pair of fuming eyes that should not / must not know how to look into the powerful ones. Some eye contacts in the house leave you weeping endlessly and some will tear you blind with rage 7. I'm sorry there might be a mistake with the numbers. I'm sure mother mixes something in the food that makes me forget the bruises on her face and the blood on the floor the night before. I often wake up with a heavy head/ hung in shame/ trying to recollect the pieces of anger from a broken spine. What happened last night, Mom? Just the usual, beta, will you have some tea? 8. Trembling hands. A must. How else will the powerful know that you're scared your lungs out and it's time for them to stop the terrorism/ take a step back/ look at what they've done/ and weep/ why is there fucking blood on the floor/ I don't understand/where is the fucking apology? 11. Agree/Yes/yes, you're right/yes is the keyword Disagreement = disrespect. The goons in my house and the goons behind the screens chant everyday 12. Sing 108 times a day/ how to remember you're a woman. You're not supposed to have a mouth/ a voice/ a brain/ an opinion/ an understanding/ a conscience. 15. Not to make RELIGIOUSLY UNACCEPTABLE friends/ partners/ associates/ refrain from knowing anyone from their community because God won't forgive you. How will you ask for an apology from your God for everything you've become? How shameful does someone have to be to give up on the idea of shame? How many sins till you forget a count? 18. An itchy throat with all the ability to speak and a mouth that knows how to eat anger for a 3 course meal.

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2020-04-02 19:32:04

@namrata_ahuja this is on you dumbo😈❤ and for all the ppl out there working out trying to make their body or their lives better 💫💫 . Hope you all like it and if you do like than share it . #na.po.wri.mo #aaniya #aaniyawrites #day2 #nationalpoetrywritingmonth #nationalpoetrywringmonth2020 #poemsindia #poetrywriting #poetsofindia #poetsofinstagram

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2020-04-02 19:28:48

💓 @paperbacksandpoetries . . . @paperbacksandpoetries . #ttt #tttwriters #writingcommunity #poetryoftheday#poetrycommunityofig #poetry #poetrylovers#poetry_addicts #poetryclub #poemporm #igpoetry#igpoets #poemsporn_ #poemsindia #poetryslam#poetryisart #poetryforthesoul #spillpoet

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2020-04-02 18:10:25

// The demons in my head play jumping jacks on nights like these. How do you part with yours? // ~A.S. Copyright © Amit Singh | Perpetualmondayblues #behappy #poetryisnotdead #poetryislife #poetrylovers #writersofinstagram #igwritersclub #followforfollowback #follow #tagsomeone #poems #perpetualmondayblues #words #wordporn #wordswithkings #wordswithqueens #spilledink #soulwork #poetrybooks #poemsporn #poemsindia #writingcommunity #writersnetwork #bymepoetry

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2020-04-02 18:08:42

Day2. #untwineme #poemsofInstagram #poetry #herheartpoetry #bymepoetry #heartofpoets #wordswithqueens #wordporn #poemsporn #literature #ourpoetryjourney #poetrycommunity #instapoet #poemsindia #poetsofInstagram #writersnetwork #artllixirpoetry #makeblackoutpoetry #globalpoetcult #poemsbyme #wordgasm #herheartoncraft #untwineindia #poetrynetwork #writers #selcouthsouls #napowrimo2020 #poemsindianapowrimo #napowrimoxnidhscraps #napowrimoxttt

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2020-04-02 17:51:06

Dear Knocking opportunity, Are you talking to me ? I am a slightly occupied you see Just tuning into a list of activities The tasks that let me be The quests that make me, me. No, I am not running from responsibilities, But I am saying no to countless curiosities. I want to take a nap I need some time to breathe I know you knock just once But I am willing to take a risk I am lately curbing the urge to say to yes in a whisk I am not disrespecting you or shoving u off discordantly I am asking you to knock some one else's door politely Coz you see For ages I trusted folks who told me You must never miss an opportunity But it took me a jiffy To realise it's not a matter a life and death It's not you who makes me happy Its the belief that I would be fine Even if I miss you one or more times Because there is more to life than answering the door Than deciding yes or no So I am willing to take my chances and bid you a good bye With very little odds that i'd see you passing by I would still be content I would still feel free Hoping that someone who grabs you does that intentionally Not because of the fear of losing you, But because you and that someone were meant to be ! #napowrimo #napowrimo2020 #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poemsofinstagram #poemsindia #poetry #writersofinstagram

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2020-04-02 17:31:02

On some days when my room looks more like a graveyard with the smell of funeral flowers that remind me of my dead feelings for everyone I've ever loved; loved so much that they turn me numb I collect my busted courage, unlock my rusted cupboard clean my dusted dairies and avail my tufted heart to read some pages of my past. There were colorful pages naming the people who left and never came back and the name of a person who left but actually never left. Life is full of people who whisper in my ears the slogans of "I'm there" and flee away the moment I need; then there is a person who never promised me any honey-coated lies but showed me how the world actually works on its footings. Life is full of tribes who walked in my life with pride then left with the footprints of regrets; then there is a person who wandered my life with harmony; called it his duty commit me not a single word but left with serving me heaven. Even thou my life is filled with more shadows then the human alive; I'm gratified for a person who is precisely not here beside me but is there in my reflections that whenever I watch myself I watch a reflection of peace, a reflection of love, a reflection of morals he left with me; So whenever I search for peace I search for my favorite person. I search for you in me. -Warisha //Favourite// @_imperfect_ink #scribblewords #instapoems #instagood #instalove #poemsindia #instagram #napowrimo

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2020-04-02 17:27:39

The poem I'd never write. //Insecurities.// You know, How some infinities are bigger than others? David Hilbert theorised in 1912, Then Haruki Murakami wrote it in Norwegian Wood in 1984, Forrest Gump joined their path in 1997, Then John Green came along, To write it in The Fault in Our Stars in 2012. The infinities are talked about even after a century. I happen to believe the corollary is true too. Some voids are bigger than other voids. It's like patches on your heart. My patches look like the ones you see in cartoons, Two band-aids stuck in a cross. They don't do much, You see, These patches, They don't have the platelets to recover, Insecurities keep scratching them, And letting them bleed. My insecurities, Are the ones, That stand in a corner, Of a crowded room, Notice everyone, Find the people, That are smiling, Even at a joke, And tap on their shoulder, And let the people know, That they're watching them, And letting them know, That insecurities can find your heart patches, Like bloodhounds find a injured body in the middle of forest. Insecurities are the ladies in your society, That ask you questions, In a such a way, That you question your existence, And wonder where you're going wrong, When you're probably not. I loved this guy, He talked about quantum physics, And the stars, The philosophy behind his ideology, Of relating the world, With the mysteries of the quantum field, And the entanglement of our lives, And how I'm the cherries in the sunshine, Glistening his life, On a summer afternoon. He became my insecurity, For when I rolled my tongue, And showed him, All the languages, That were etched, And every single one of them, Meant that I missed his existence, He said, "What're you doing? It's disrespectful to do that."

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2020-04-02 17:24:50

This favourite novel of mine Whose importance to me was hard to define Peeking from the bookshelf And unknowingly becoming my elf So this library have no copy of this And it was kind of a bliss For some reason this cute boy with blue eyes and crooked smile wanted to read it too But How the hell do u sacrifice your favourite book for those eyes so blue Anyways I had an idea and he was made to agree It was that He would read it out to me And sometimes I would read a page and then Exchange From strangers to newbie lovers there was lot of change Our love was pacing forward slowly yet so fast for me And slowly when book was half completed we had already created we Every line highlighted was our little love letter His brain was my dictionary that was making my vocabulary better That book was the living testimony of our love After years blessings and love was showering from above And then he finally wrote I love u at the last page That page was my pilgrimage that made me sage This book was our little forever And I just wrote 'always' -prachi ✍️ #napowrimo #day2 Promt - poem on how u confessed Ur love #poemsindia #silverleafpoetry @silverleafpoetry @thepenwielders @bymepoetry #talesbyprachi #bleadingsoulpoetry @poets #globalagepoetry #herheartpoetry #art #evepoetrygroup #poeticreveries #untwineme @untwine.me @silverleafpoetry @talesbyprachi writing #poetry #writer #writersofinstagram #love #quotes #writingcommunity #poem #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writers #poet #writerscommunity #poems #art #words

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2020-04-02 17:23:40

advertising my affection feels like a betrayal Knowing very well that my words can't do your portrayal but still every time I write about u Every thing feels as fresh as morning dew U have coloured my life with unknown hue Oh how could I forget that u said adieu -prachi ✍️ #napowrimo #day1 Promt - what makes u smile #poemsindia #silverleafpoetry @silverleafpoetry @thepenwielders @bymepoetry #talesbyprachi #bleadingsoulpoetry @poets #globalagepoetry #herheartpoetry #art #evepoetrygroup #poeticreveries #untwineme @untwine.me @silverleafpoetry @talesbyprachi writing #poetry #writer #writersofinstagram #love #quotes #writingcommunity #poem #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #writers #poet #writerscommunity #poems #art #words

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2020-04-02 17:23:09

#NaPoWriMo Day 2 02/04/2020 There it was La Tour Eiffel,standing tall-wrought iron surrounded with people of dreams since over a century seeing everything from war to famine beating down, whatever comes and there it was,still up symbol of love. The sun was getting below the horizon, painting the sky,red like it's valentine blurrry stars started coming out in the open wind were as still as the Bordeaux on the table and its colour matching with the silk dress that you were wearing and lips competing with the colour of human blood, red, Good morning babe, which is going to extinct soon. . ©Vikash Sah #napowrimo2020 #paris #parislove #covid_19 #pariscouplegoals #sah #theburieddesire #ttt #poemsindia #poemporn

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2020-04-02 17:12:00

. . . #khayal #storyteller #poemsindia #poetry #lovequotes #lifequotes #love #bhopaldiaries #bhopalwriters #openmicbhopal #nojoto #tapeatale #2linespoetry #yourquote #poemandkahaniyan

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2020-04-02 17:04:33

I take a minimum of 10 minutes to drink one cup of chai⁣ ⁣ people take less than 5⁣ ⁣ Maa empties her cup when I’ve just taken the first sip⁣ ⁣ some of my friends gulp it down in two⁣ ⁣ chai is a beverage,⁣ for them⁣ ⁣ for me, ⁣ it’s ten minutes telling me I’m whole, in pieces but complete⁣ ⁣ chai gives me confidence, it gives me assurance⁣ ⁣ that one day ⁣ the world inside and outside me ⁣ will meet ⁣ ⁣ so I make my bed⁣ keep a pillow for my back ⁣ stretch my legs ⁣ sit back ⁣ close my eyes ⁣ and take a sip ⁣ ⁣ I’ve been happy, truly joyous while having chai,⁣ I’ve been sad, terribly broken while having chai⁣ I’ve cried while having chai ⁣ I’ve screamed my lungs out while having chai⁣ I’ve questioned life while having chai ⁣ I’ve thought of death while having chai ⁣ I’ve been hopeful while having chai ⁣I’ve been hopeless while having chai ⁣ I’ve sung songs while having chai⁣ I’ve been lost while having chai⁣ I’ve been anxious, caught, while having chai ⁣ I’ve felt old while having chai ⁣ I’ve found myself while having chai ⁣I’ve been thoughtful while having chai ⁣ I’ve had conversations while having chai⁣ I’ve caught depth while having chai ⁣I’ve been numb while having chai ⁣I’ve been quiet while having chai ⁣I’ve felt pain while having chai ⁣ I’ve felt guilt while having chai ⁣ I’ve felt peace while having chai I’ve felt craziness while having chai ⁣I’ve felt anger while having chai⁣ I’ve felt vulnerability while having chai⁣ I’ve felt raw while having chai ⁣ I’ve felt home while having chai⁣ I’ve felt beautiful while having chai⁣ I’ve closed my eyes while having chai ⁣ I’ve felt alive while having chai⁣ I’ve felt strength while having chai ⁣I’ve seen the world while having chai ⁣ I’ve felt love while having chai ⁣ I’ve lived my life while having chai ⁣My mind wrote this poem while having chai ⁣ ⁣ more than all the things, feelings, words, that chai gives me,⁣ I value it for taking restlessness away from me ⁣ ⁣ thirty minutes a day⁣ make me live more than a life full of haste ⁣ ⁣ would you believe me if I told you ⁣ chai demands to be held? ⁣ ⁣ - Drishti Nagdeo.

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2020-04-02 17:03:58

Day 2 / Paper Mache Past (I wasn't particularly writing in this way but it came up easily. I wanted to write something about patterns and complete one prompt but there was another related to past, hence I ended up mixing.🤭 I like this hopeful poem. I hope you all too.) _______ Take all the papers abandoned in your home the old newspapers with creepy headlines, the mark sheet with errors and marks you desperately wanted to hide, assignments thrown into the dustbin, the suicide letter under the pillow, quotes torn from the book you stole from the library and the colored one you kept under the desk for writing letters. Take postcards and telegrams, the empty ones too. Pour handful of water in a bowl along with all the paper strips, make sure you hide all the bad remarks, death tolls, uneasy deadlines and signs of love. We are recycling memories. tonight we will watch the moon turn young, shredding grey hair of oblivion, she will crawl in the sky like an infant our hands will be wet from the paper pulp, colors falling out of the paint box like a rainbow over the carpet where the last leg of the mahogany sofa rests firmly holding last shreds of the papers (and memories) Pour the pulp in the muffin pan, or in any container you like. Prefer the shape that doesn’t trigger. Smash the container, breaking the rainbow, the colors will finally learn to fly. At the dawn when the sun will break the sky, we will wash our hands, and dry the containers. At night when the pots will be ready, we will pour some soil and seeds your past is now a flower vase made up of recycled paper. on the neck of the vase, death toll meets the exam percentage, murder shakes hand with the last word of the suicide letter, cherry blossoms in the Japan in winter April aches like a Plath’s poetry. While your name get printed at the bottom the letters break (fill in the blanks) I try to write about you and this poem turned into a first person. there are two lines now, and one paper mache pot. the pattern in the poem breaks. seeds shall grow soon will we too? ___________________ ©Sameera Mansuri 2020. Prompt used - patterns @thealiporepost #thealiporepostpoetrymonth

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2020-04-02 16:54:02

Written for those who find it as a champion bade to call themselves keyboard warriors however do nothing to help in real life. #instawords#words #poem#poetry#spilledthoughts #random #randomthoughts #quotestagram #ig_today #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writing #writingcommunity #writersofig #writersofindia #writersfollowwriters #writersuniverse #instaquote #instamood #poems #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofindia #poetsofinstagram #poemsindia#ipwsubmit

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2020-04-02 16:50:06

BREAKTHROUGH . There will be nights, where the hours will pass, in a long, sleepy blur. . There will be nights, that will be days but your curtains won't stir. . There will be nights, where all the hope will be gone, and the one that carries you on, to not end it all, would be your body and its infinite fatigue. . The paths will be clogged, with your pending responsibilities, the rains will be stopped, with fake smiles you carry around, and the lands will be cracked, with the drought of your joy. . I would know, my soul will tell you, of the depths it has seen, without traveling a single mile, and all the deformity it saw there. . But if you hear it now, and hear true, there will be a hum, of the wild cuckoo, in the land basked in the early sun, atop a tree that never looks down, before it grows. . For each of the tales, macabre and gore, it narrates, there will be two of the goodness of life, of people, of the world, and of, my dear, the entire universe. . Yes, it is hard to believe in the existence of that ray, that penetrates the end of the tunnel. . Yes, it's hard to confess the guilt of crimes, you never committed. . Yes, it's hard. . Harder than a million times some make it out to be. . But. . It's not impossible. . When one of those days come, when the clouds seem less gloomy, tighten the remained fight in your fist, go take a jog, even a walk, till you arrive at the therapist, and seek healing of all the scars you endured, all this time. . Talk, try, cry, be real, be shy, let the venom, out of your inside, strive for your love, strike for your hate, and if it is what it takes, then float on the lakes, the ones, whose shores, are built on tormenting graves. . It will pass, this curfew, it will come, this breakthrough, to the other side, that is alike, but glows more the twice. Tags - #poetsofig#poetsofinstagram#writer#writersofig#writersofinstagram#poetrycommunityofig#poetrycommunity#writerslife#bymepoetryindia#bymepoetryasia#bymepoetry#ttt#theanonymouswriter#spillforus#spilledink#tapeatale#kommuneity#mirchiscribbled#spillpoetry#poem#poemsindia#scribblersword#ipoemmythoughts#NaPoWriMo#writing#writers#napowrimo2020

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2020-04-02 16:38:44

Somewhere, there is a field Where young girls come And drop a few tears, Every year in spring. One was told by a man Twice her size To keep her face covered To be out of his sight. One was weeping for her mother Who always had a line For how she could do better All she had to do was try. One was here even in winter As if to test time, "Will I be pretty?," She asked, "Come the summer skies?" Of all the tears they leave behind, A field starts to thrive Of flowers that catch the eye. From across the world, People come and see, A cover of pretty flowers, As far the eye can see. "I wonder who planted these!" Says a woman who is terrified Of wearing yellow in daylight. "It's so pretty" They all say. "It's so pretty." . . . . #artletxyou . . . #selflovequotes #penandpendulum #poetsofinstagram #poetry #namowripo #poem #poemsaboutlove #feminism #feminist #younggirlsdream #flowers #flowerstagram #instagramers #poemsindia #poetsofinstagram #poetsofig #poetsofindia #womenempowerment #women #pretty #prettygirls #writerscommunity #writersofindia #writersofinsta #poemporn #poemsporn #darkhuesofblues

729
2020-04-02 16:17:47

1,637. 38. 8,00,000. 42,000. you wash your hand for the 26th time today it's been a few hours since the sun rose but the birds are still singing so i tell myself it's morning even now we do not look at the clock anymore because it never points to "this is over" outside seems to have merged with the sky everywhere i look there's only one thing: infinitude a far away world i could swear our feet have touched life today, means only one thing: we're not dead. yet. two headlines catch my eye "Pandemic is leading us to another crisis; We will soon run out of water" "the increasing death rate-" i subscribe to a daily newspaper that delivers ONLY goodnews read about a 101 year old man who was discharged healthy and fine and the old lady who gave her ventilator to a youngster, her life for his 193,989. that's number of people who recovered so you wash your hand for the 26th time today and it's been more than 20 seconds but you don't care not yet not until death is in town in your neighbourhood not until it walks in your front door and demands your life not until this all becomes just a dream you could swear was real -Milli// #napowrimo #30poems30days

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2020-04-02 16:16:08

Time is an illusion 👍🏻 . . My poetry book ‘Pristine Verses’ available on Amazon and Amazon Kindle worldwide . . Follow @bhavani.krishna04 for more poems . . #hopnapowrimo #poetsofinstagram #dailyquotes #poemoftheday #writingcommunity #NaPoWriMoSilverleaf #quotesandsayings #thegoodquote #silverleafpoetry #writersofinstagram #instawriter #wordsofwisdom #bleedingink #poetrycommunity #campnanowrimo #writerstag #poetsofindia #brokenheartapril20 #amykaypoemaday #poetryclub #heartofpoets #packprompt #quotes #poemsindia #girlswhowrite #napowrimo #herwordisgold #picoftheday #pentupthoughts #omypoetry @whispersofbrokenheart @eastwest_nomad @silverleafpoetry @amykaypoetry @overheardnewyork @heartofpoets @packpoetry

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2020-04-02 16:09:41

It haunts us ⠀⠀ To both of us (precisely ) ⠀⠀ My vile mistake of finding ⠀⠀ Love in another person, without ⠀⠀ Any notification or last goodbyes.⠀⠀ (This particular person whom I loved) ⠀⠀ Debating I would find love here morethan you could mizzle on me on my lazy Monday or on my lonely friday afternoons.⠀⠀ ⠀ But I was neglected, rejected like the dust on one of his old book where he kept my yellow lilies and my love notes⠀⠀ And sang mundane death lullaby to me.⠀⠀ Thereafter hundred and fifty seven days were enough to rupture me to the point of being unuttered. ⠀⠀ (In the middle-of-the-road for a long time) I'm gathering strength to text you "There?"⠀⠀ (To the one whom I left to find love) But the question every wanderer would ask⠀⠀ Would you convert the long distance into Millimetres and reply me? "Always". ⠀⠀ (Even if it's a lie, it's beautiful) ⠀⠀ You might had felt that someday ⠀⠀ I would trip you at twelve seventeen a.m and play along a melody or sing and⠀⠀ with assurance you would paint the world silver and I'll kiss you forever in gold.⠀⠀ But isn't this a lie because I couldn't love you at the right eternity with right amount. ⠀ ⠀ Psst.. I'm a writer ( poet on the button) ⠀⠀ I'm gonna carve you out in my poetry ⠀⠀ No more edged light year's apart or Silent goodbyes between us I would Bring out the caged words of the throat and⠀⠀ There's no such word that doesn't lead me to you, so baby I'm coming for you.

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2020-04-02 15:51:07

Broken wings ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Today I fly, Straight up, In the sky. Through these layers of emotions, Every emotion built, expressed, felt. Bruised and cuts all over my skin, Blood red dripping from the sky, Ecstacy for someone else's pleasure. Every step up, Feels colder, Cuts frozen, Feel nothing. . . . . . . #poemxheaven #poem #poemsofinstagram #poemsporn_ #feelingsbyquotes #writerstag #poemsindia #napowrimoxnidhscraps

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2020-04-02 15:41:12

जो उतरा ना सका कभी दिल से जो निकला ना कभी दिल से सुनिए ऐसा एक नज़राना हुआ मोह्हबत जो हुई उनसे तो दिल शायराना हुआ दिल तोड़ा जब उसने तो पंनो में ही दर्द का ठिकाना हुआ उसके दिए जख्मो पर उसके ऊपर ही लिखी कविताओं से मलहहम भी लगाना हुआ जब उतारने लगा उसे शब्दो में कम्बखत हर शब्द भी उसी का दीवाना हुआ फिर ऐसा हुआ की कभी उनकी यादो से और कभी उनके दिए ज़ख्मो से बार-बार दिल लगाना हुआ । ©हर्फ़🍂 . . . . . #poemsindia #poetry #poems #poet #poemgasm #poetryloving #poetry #poetslife #poetrycommunity #poemsofinstagram #poemsociety #poetsandwriters #poetryworld #poetryjournal #poetryprompts #worldpoetry #poemsbyme #poetsofindia #poetess #poetry_addicts #poetrycorner #poetrylove #poetryforthesoul #hindipoetry #hindipoem #kavya #kala #kavita #kavi #napowrimo

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2020-04-02 15:39:38

"Smile" by Shivangi Mishra (read the caption) Carrying a fake smile on her face through the day While she cried herself to sleep every night All of this till the time she finally learned to keep herself happy dancing through the days and smiling before she dozed of to sleep ❤️ Hey everyone, Hope you all are doing good Stay at home and stay safe Also if u like this post please like share and comment ❤️ And follow @aura_of_words #auraofwords #poemsindia #poetsonig #lovequotespics #breakupquotes #poemsbyme #poetryforlife #poésie #poetryisalive #poetsofindia #poetryforchange#ijustlovehim #sleepbetter #smiling❤️ #happyheart❤️ #happinessishomemade #happyvibesonly #loveyourlife❤️ #lobeyourself #cryinggirl #nights❤️ #lovewritings

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2020-04-02 15:33:08

Sometimes we can't express our feeling to the person. the person who means a lot.. We not shy nor we know each other well.. We miss each other but we don't show it. #poetry # poem # writer #positivevibes #poems #poetrybliss #poetryreaders #selfpoetry #poemsindia #poetrylovers #portlandpoetry #poetrydaily #poetryforsoul #indianpoetry #poetryoninstagram #writing #missyou #miss #love #loveyourself #lovepoem #poetsoflove #lover #poetsoflove #lovediary #writers #writersofinstagram

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2020-04-02 15:29:23

भीगी आँखों के साथ...😢 . . . Read my thoughts on @YourQuoteApp #yourquote #quote #stories #haryanvi #quoteoftheday #quotestagram #likeforlikes #haryana #follow #writeaway #thoughts #poetry #instawriters #writersofinstagram #writersofig #writersofindia #igwriters #igwritersclub #poet #shayari #shayar #love #sad #pain #tears #instagram #insta #lovestory #breakup #poemsindia @sauhi_shayari_

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2020-04-02 15:22:06

I know I am a sunflower... But sometimes I wanna be a rose too... I know I have a kind heart.. But sometimes I want to be a pretty face too.. I know I am a sunflower.. But the are days when u can't smile.. How can I? When sometimes even the sun doesn't shines. I know I am a sunflower.. But is it too much to ask for.. to be loved like a rose? Despite its thorns, despite its flaws.. To be loved even in storms.. Not only in sunshine. -thetangledthoughts_ #wordporn#poetry#poem#quoteoftheday#poemsofinstagram#writersofinstagram#likeforlikes#poemsoftheday#igpoetsofindia#oracularpoetry #poemsporn#writersofindia#poetrycommunity#poetry #writer #followforfollowback #silverleafpoetry #writingcommunity#sunflower #poemsporn#raw_writings #spilledink#worldofpoets#midnightthoughts #blackandwhitephotography #apanoplyofpoetry #sad #poemsindia#rose #tastehermind#evepoetrygroup @thepenwielders @oracularpoetry @readlovepoem @thewritonomy @evepoetrygroup

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2020-04-02 14:54:12

तुझपर खुदकी फ़िक्र के सिवा होता कुछ क्यूँ नहीं है 😔 मेरी तेरे ज़िक्र के सिवा बातें ही अधूरी है ---------------------------------------------------------------- मुझे नहीं पता था कि इतना प्यार करने पर भी तुम चली जाओगी, क्युकी मेने तो अपनी तरफ से कोई कमी छोड़ी नहीं थी, तब भी जब मैं तुम्हारे करीब आने सपने देखता था और अब भी जब मैं तुम्हारे करीब हूँ.. पर तुम्हे भी पता है, कि ये प्यार अब भी एक तरफा है... ❣️❤️❣️ ---------------------------------------------------------------- If You like this Post for what so ever Reason...👍📌 Please Share and tag the person You can Relate this...❤️ Last but not the least Follow - @write_of_sight_ ... ✍️For more poetry stuff like this... ------------------------------------------------------------------ #poemofinstagram #sadpoem #poemsindia #poemlovers #poem_pic #urdushyari #urdu_poetry #urdupoems #urdupoem #hindikavitayen #igwrites #writersofinstagram #indianpoet #indianpoetry #indianpoethub #indianpoetsociety #igpoetsofindia #bymepoetryindia #indianwriter #indianwritersofinstagram #indianwriterscommunity #captionpoetry #write_of_sight #hindiurdushayri #hindisayari #indianpoetry #lovepoemsofinstagram #lovepoetry❤️ #lovepoet @kumarvishwas

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2020-04-02 14:37:49

"UNREQUITED LOVE" Unrequited love is like overspun coffee. The fragrance draws me to its very core, but its bitterness is shocking, for it is the kind of bitter, I cannot stay away from. Loving you is like running into a field of poppies to find the rarest moonflower. Loving you is like wishing that the earth be flat that the Sun be cold that the trees be pink that the rivers be still. I know it's not possible, yet I keep wishing it true. Loving you is like walking off a cliff and hoping that I will develop wings midway. Loving you is like counting the stars: I know it's next to impossible, but how can I not, when they (you) twinkle right before my eyes. Loving you is the most painful feeling, and yet somehow, it's the purest one: filled with hope despite knowing that 'I am not made for you' as you would put it. ~ Ipsa ----------------- #poem #wordporn #poetry #poemsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #igwrites #onesidedlove #unrequitedlove @bymepoetryindia #silverleafpoetry #poemsindia @poemsindia

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2020-04-02 14:37:09

🖋 . . . . . . . #poetsofinstagram #poet #poetry #poetrycommunity #poemsindia #shortstory #quotes #karl #feedback

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2020-04-02 14:33:10

काश...💖 . . . #shayar #shayari #poetry #ghazal #poet #tiktok #tiktokindia #videos #tiktokvideos #love #life #lovelife #poetsofindia #haryana #haryanvi #beautiful #likeforlikes #follow #followus #poemsindia #insta #instagram #instavideo #instagramvideos #alfaaz #poeticlife #lifepoetry #thoughts #instawriters #thoughts #india @sauhi_shayari_

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2020-04-02 14:29:43

~wisdom from amma~ My grandmother used to tell me That it is inauspicious to look into A broken mirror She used to scold me If I left my hair strands carelessly After braiding my hair She once narrated the story of Why it is a sin to touch the Holy basil on the weekends and Why it isn't offered to Lord Shiva One night she had told me About seven star sisters sharing a sesame seed The other night she put me to sleep After telling me why A conch shell is blown when Its raining in torrents I have a memory of Her telling me and my brother about the festivals being Linked with seasons and farming I wish she had told me about Not trusting people who Were a bit to sweet Or about what to do on days that Leave me struggling with self hate and doubt Why didn't she tell that six year old me about Life not being a Fairy tale and about How rare it is that people Find their happily ever afters. 📷 @pinterest #poetrydaily #poemsofinstagram #poetry #quoteoftheday #quotesdaily #poetrycommunity #spilledinkpoetry #creativewriting #writersnetwork #writersden #writersofinstagram #brokenmirrors #wisdom #likeforlikes #grandma #bymepoetry #bymepoetryindia #bymepoetrylove #bleedingsoulbuds #globalagecult #globalagepoetry #globalagecaption #thewrittentale #packpoetry #evepoetrygroup #yourheartbeatsstrong #silverleafpoetry #poemsindia #communityofpoets #wherepoetsunite

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2020-04-02 14:20:22

*you in metaphors* | A love poem, 3| You’re the warmth of winter sun, seeping into my misty mornings. Or a sweet indulgence on rims of coffee cups that only keeps spawning. You may be a tranquil refuge, I desire from world’s daily prosaic parade, till the restless sun beams crawl into my room, stealthily through the shades. You are an encouraging unease, That makes me thirsty for perfection, Sometimes, a fulfilling comfort, filling my senses with satisfaction. You’re the cause of my countless smiles, in a normal world, my own oddity. when the times are sad, the world goes vile, You make sense and become a precise conformity. You are metaphors, you are similes, You own all my figures of speech In the language that I speak now, rules of script, I often breach. I have inked you in all the ways I could, How else to keep you safe as I should? So, I’ll collect the sand of our times together Only to fill my hour glass, Then keep turning it upside down, and make our forever last. #metaphoricalmusings #bahar #igpoets #lovepoems #poemsporn #woedporn #poetsocietyofindia #heartsofpoets #poemsindia

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2020-04-02 13:58:09

खुदा

3255
2020-04-02 13:51:15

//changes// My palms are cold From the soaking pain Freezed nerves do not respond To this poem gone insane I write because I can't speak The fall of words from the bridge Of truth at a stretch is what I call poetry Changes, my body is numb from changes For it has turned hopeless and Loveless Grow up. Grow up. My heart older than my hands So I couldn't scribble solitary I search for devices, to accompany loneness As my heart and pen don't sing alone I wish to quit poetry I wish to end this early tragedy The tragedy of feeling everything The tragedy of growing up so quick. ~Shreeta Sikruti Kuanr. . . . . #napowrimottt #napowrimo2020 #ttt #plainpoets #india #instagood #instagram #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetsofinstagram #longpoetry #poetrylovers #poemsindia #scribbleart #scribbledwords #scribblersword #writersofinstagram #writing #writingcommunity #photography #photographer #photooftheday #photoshoot #photographylovers #travel #flowers #nature

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2020-04-02 13:42:04

Day 2 of National Poetry Writing Month I tried writing an acrostic poem - first letter of each line spells out a word/message. In this case it spells out CHILDHOOD. A huge chunk of my childhood has been a constant reminder that I wasn't the kid my mother wanted. She wanted a boy. Any time we met someone new and they said in that pitiful prickly voice, oh you only have girls, was a reminder of that fact. @poemsindia prompt: a poem from a child's point of view ----- Art: Pinterest ¦François Hubert Drouais - Potrait of an elegant lady ¦@sun.bathe #pinterest #acrostic #artofpoets #visualpoetry #visualart #aesthetic #aestheticedits #poemsindia #poetrytribe #poetsofinstagram #poemoftheday #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers

306
2020-04-02 13:37:59

Like | Comment | Share | Save🌷 And do mention me when you share(repost)🌿 . To read more, follow @poetically.blooming Admin- @iamaryasmita . . #trafficlives #poetsofinstagram #poets #poets_society #poets_community #darksidetales #poetsofinstagram #poetry #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poets_workshop #writerscommunity #writingprompts #writersnetwork #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writers_den_ #poems #poemsofinstagram #poemsoftheday #poetryofinstagram #poemsaboutlove #eraofpoets #poemsindia #therainofpoetry #globalagepoetry

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2020-04-02 13:31:50

Extinct Touch ~ @the_sufi_soul It started as An ingrained language An imprint on our memories An inaudible emotion . The supple skin of a mother's breast The calloused hands of an absent father The satiatied sweat on bodies making love The salted emotions rolling down cheeks The first smile on a survivor's face The shivering fear spiralling through spine The bleeding breath picking life . And now the reality withers As our collective rots Tears, pain, fear floats all around . And we are left Grappling for something to hold onto . Realizing Who are we really, but A rusty animal learning to pray . . These #handwritten pieces seems to be becoming a habit . . #unedited#raw#notes #quarantined#touch#belonging#evolution#extinct . . . #sufiinkwell #writersofinstagram #writersofindia #poemsindia

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2020-04-02 13:23:35

Hai kya koi chawal ke daane sa! @more_than_poet @vivekajeet ##hindipoetrylovers #hindipoetrylover #hindipoem #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #hindipoetrycommunity #shabdshalapoetry #shabdshala #hindipoetry #hindipoetryisnotdead #beyondthoughtshindi #hindipoetcommunity #poemsindia #hindiquotes #hindi #hindilove#spilledinkpoetry #followmefollowyou #likemypage #mywords #urduposts #lovequotes #loveshayari

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2020-04-02 13:17:43

💯... #poemsindia #poetsofinstagram #poemscommunity #poemsdaily #shayarorshayari #bolpoetry

230
2020-04-02 13:15:28

Pyaar... #shayarorshayari #bolpoetry #spillpoetry💌 #poemscommunity #poemsindia #poetsofinstagram

250
2020-04-02 13:12:55

#NaPoWriMo Day 2 coming in hot to you with a conversation with Hope. . . . @writersnetwork @writers_around @bleedingsoulpoetry @scraped_stories @avoicefromfaraway @globalagepoetry @packpoetry @deadgunsandbluntbullets @poets @pentupthoughts @silverleafpoetry @untwine.me @bymepoetry @bymepoetryasia @bymepoetryindia @surprisinglyshortstories @scribblersword @poemsindia @scribblers.word . . . #typewritersvoice #poem #poetsociety #mirakee #story #writing #poetry #wordgasm #relationshipquotes #lovequotes #microfiction #story #relatable #relationshipquotes #motivation #love #writersnetwork #inspirationalquotes #yourheartbeatslive #untwineme #avoicefromfaraway #pentupthoughts #aesthetic #scribblersword #globalpoetcult #silverleafpoetry #voicepotw #poemsindia artistsoninstagram #communityforpoets #surprisinglyshortstories

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2020-04-02 12:26:28

. "Don't go simply because all I've ever done for you was stay" . . . . . . . . NaPoWriMo day 2 . . . #napowrimo2020 #napowrimo #nationalpoetrywritingmonth #poetry #poet #poetrycommunity #poetryisnotdead #poetrylovers #poetrygram #poetryofig #poetrysociety #poetryislife #instapoetry #poetsofinstagram #poets #writing #lifequotes #globalagepoetry #poemsindia

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2020-04-02 12:25:48

Patterns . . . . . . . #napowrimo #thealiporepostpoetrymonth #poetsofindia #poetryofig #poetrylovers #poetsofbangalore #poetsofinstagram #poetsociety #poetryofinsta #poetryislife #poetryslam #poetrysociety #poetryporn #poetrycommunity #poetrycommunityofig #poetry #poemsindia #poem #poemsofinsta #poemsofinstagram #poemsbyme #poemsdaily #write #writers_together #writerscommunity #writersblock #writersconnection #writersofig

240
2020-04-02 12:24:52

एक सफ़र जो अधूरा है ।#poemslife #poemoftheday #poemsbyme #poemsindia #poemsvibe #hindiwriting

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2020-04-02 12:15:09

Anjaan ho, ya janbujh kar karte ho? . . . #kavita #kavi #yaadein #writingpoems #writingcommunity #writer #poetofinstagram #poetsofindia #poemsindia #thoughts #dilkibaat #adhuri #shayar #shayari #gulzar #love #lovetales #poem #poetry #problem #insta

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2020-04-02 12:00:11

पत्ते जो टूटते है शाखों से बेअदब टूटना ही था तो उगते क्यों है । ~S2P Words : ~S2P© In frame video: @the_soulful_hiker Edited :~S2P . . #poetrylovers #hindipoetrylove #hindipoetrycommunity #hindipoetrylovers #hindipoetryslam #writersofinstagram #hindipoetry #poetrycommunity #prilaga #hindipoem #hondipoems #hindipoet #poetsofinstagram #hindippetryislove #corona #rekhta #rekhtafoundation #rekhtashayari #hindipoetrychallenge #hindipoetcommunity #hindipoetess #poemsindia #bookfever #beyondthoughts #beyondthoughtshindi #hindi #hindiquotes #hindilove

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2020-04-02 11:49:22

I always think Why am a part of this world? There’s hatred all around And blood flowing down. They pull hair Grab their necks Cut them in the stomach And still are able to breathe air. I want to escape From this cruel world Where crimes exceed The kind behaviours. My house is tiny Ants reside in many The blankets are torn Only 2 clothes are worn. Shall I tell you my secret escape? Dig, Dig I did in the house To the wall unknown Took out the mat And sat in the lawn. With a book and pen And the moon alone I sigh Realising My caste is agone. . . . . . #caste #poetryworld #silverleafpoetry #napowrimosilverleaf #riots #murdershewrote #racismisreal #poemsdaily #poemsindia #bymepoetry @bymepoetryindia #bymepoetryindia #poetrytribe #napwrimo #napowrimo2020 #poetrymonth #darkfeelings #deepsky

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2020-04-02 11:16:59

#thealiporepostpoetrymonth . Day 1 #prompt = Gentle . the way my amma wipes my tears/ the way papa pats my back/ the leaves of the first plant I ever planted/ the first shirt I bought from my salary/ dadi's wrinkled hands/ the first time I petted a dog/ farida khanum ji singing "aaj jaane ki zidd na karo"/ the sun on a winter morning/ a breeze on a hot afternoon/ pages of my favorite book/ your peach colored sweater/ the way you moved your fingers in my hair on a bad day/ your skin on mine/ your smile when you see me/ your goodbye. . - Sagar Singh, things I find gentle. . . #napowrimo #poetrydaily #poetryoftheday #listicle #littlethings #writingchallenge #writingcommunity #prose #poetry #instareading #amreading #amwriting #day1 #writingprompts #readwriteunite #wordsmith #spilledink #artsy #communityofwriters #artoftheday #artsblogger #paperjournalmag #poemsindia #poemssociety #poemsporn

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2020-04-02 11:08:14

Follow my Shadows a short poem to define this piece of art.. FOLLOW MY Shadows SEE THROUGH MY Pains I'll make Histories FAME IS VAIN NOT HERE TO TELL STORIES HERE TO Win the Game!! @_character_unlocked_ Amazing art Words by @benocked #benocked #Binspired #love #follow4followback #instalike #instagood #writerslife #writer #artistsoninstagram #art #artistofindia #indianartist #indiantalent #india #indiangirls #chandigarh #india #panjab #delhi #himachal #haryana #ggdsd #dav10 #punjabuniversity #poetry #poet #poemsindia #quoteoftheday #indianquotes #indianpoetry #indianpeople

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2020-04-02 10:40:05

आप! हां आप ही, दूर बैठे हो, कहीं जाना है? या मैं चली जाऊं! एक बात थी कहनी,सुनोगे? . मुझे शिकायत है, मैं वक़्त नहीं लूंगी, मैं उसकी कीमत शायद भुगत चुकी हूं, मुझे बस कहना है, बोलो सुनोगे? . पहले शिकायत तो सुन लो, ऐसे बेवजह गुस्सा हो गए, मेरी फ़िक्र ना आपको सताती है, ना खुद मुझे, मैं बस कहने आयी हूं, सुनोगे? . वो जो फ़ोटो आपने कल खींची, हमारी! हां हमारी, अरे सुनो तो! . उसमे मैं तो हूं ही नहीं? वो जो कपड़े दिए आपने, पहने मैंने, अच्छे थे, पसंद आए, पर क्यों ऐसा लगा, कि उसमें भी मैं ना थी? . अब और सुनोगे? . स्कूल बहुत शौक़ से चुना था, पर मुझे ही किसी ने नहीं चुना, उन फ़ोटो में, उन पार्टियों में, लंच के समय उन ठहाकों में, जब मेरी अंग्रेज़ी को सिथिल समझा, उन ठहाकों से, उस फरेबी दोस्ती से, उस फरेबी हमदर्दी से, उन सड़कों से, मेरी परछाई भी डरती थी, या शायद मेरे द्वेषों ने मुझे रोका होगा, पर मैंने ख़ुद को कभी उधर पाया ही नहीं! . जा क्यों रहे हो? रुको! . एक और शिकायत है तुमसे, सुनोगे? अब दिलचस्पी आ गई ना? हमदर्दी आ गई ना? दिल दहला या दर गए ? मैं भी दहल चुकी हूं, पर सुनोगे? . ज़रा गौर करो, क्या मैं निशक्त हूं? तुमने समझा! मैं निरक्त हूं? तुमने समझा! मै बहाने ढूंढ़ती हूं? तुमने समझा! . मैं कमजोर थी, मेरी रूह कांपती थी, हां हर वो रोज़, अश्कों से सींचा मैंने उसे, बेज़ान थी पर मौत भी न आई मुझे! . पर एक बात है, पहले किसी ने सुना तक नहीं, क्योंकि मैं बोल न सकी, वो दिन गुज़रे, पर मैंने गिना है उनको, कांटों ने मारा था मुझे, पर अब आई है जान, तो सुनोगे? . बस यही बात थी, यही शिकायत थी! . आगे अगर कोई चाहे बोलना, तो सुनोगे? ----------------------------- . "ये एक संवाद है, मेरे और मेरी परछाई के साथ" _जिसमे कहानी है @malavikaa16 की, बोल हैं @fierce_flames_of_words के! और शब्द बस हमारे _"सुनोगे तो शायद समझ पाओगे! तो क्या तुम सुनोगे??"

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2020-04-02 10:32:12

PRETTY #artletxyou day 2 ___________________________ Standing in front of the mirror would’ve been easier had I been taught that, to be pretty and to feel pretty were two different things. Four years ago, after my surgery, my eyes hurt to open and behold the perfection that would rid me of the word ‘cockeyed’. I mistook having two artificially aligned eyes as the onset of being pretty. Being pretty is being harsh on myself, that’s what I’ve learnt throughout my childhood with strabismus. Being pretty is to be perfect by disowning your facial hair, and repetitively plucking them out of their abode, till they stop visiting from the shame of being unwelcome. Being pretty is to live inconveniently for the convenience of others. Being pretty... for me, is having a pair of perfectly aligned eyes that won’t be questioned about being pink or lopsided. Unlike being pretty, feeling pretty — is having the strength to look straight into the mirror with those eyes and daring not to criticise them. Feeling pretty... is to find strength to accept the discomfort of imperfection. Those who’ve felt pretty have known that getting a surgery didn’t stop them from feeling unfinished. I feel pretty when I'm empowered against all my imperfections. ___________________________ -Enigmatic Wanderer @musing.by.the.window

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2020-04-02 10:29:55

Day 2 of #NaPoWriMo. Whose perfect are you trying to be? . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . #writing #poets #poetry #poetsofig #poetsofinstagram #poetryporn #poetrycommunity #untwineme #writersofig #stayathome #schreiben #nationalpoetrymonth #doortooursouls #igersgermany #gedichte #calliopeslyre #writersofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #igers #writerscommunity #30for30 #poemsindia #weloveglobalpoets #herheartpoetry #doortooursouls #writersofinstagram #spilledink . . .

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2020-04-02 10:03:09

"are you alright? what happened?" . . I brushed the leaves off the seat of my pants as she helped me up. she looked more radiant than ever . . "nothing, just got distracted. let's walk?" . . "sure," turning her face away so I wouldn't see her smile. "so yeah, you were saying" . . I skipped over a broken log, rushing past the old neem. "magic realism. come on, I'll show you" . . "what's the hurry, monsieur" . . "why don't you.. find out m'lady," I replied between huffs of breath. "we havent got much time" . . I took her to the end of the forest, the end I'd learn to dread anyway, where reality and void collided. she stood awestruck at the sight, as I, gently held her hand . . "what is it?" she asked, almost afraid to know . . I pointed to a cottage by a lake, sorrounded by orchids and palm groves and tiny animals roaming around. it loomed dangerously close to the edge . . "I saw that place in my dreams" I said, leading her there, "a forever kind of home. this little world just for us, away from all other people" . . a faint knocking sound. the corners of the world reverberated, trees shivered with energy . . "but now that it's actually here, I can't stay" . . I stopped to take her in my arms, brushing hair away from her face. she was fading, an apparation. "I'm grateful for our forever, Layla. for lasting as long as it did. for all that it made me feel when I didn't know I was capable of feeling" . . the knocking persisted. the sorrounding trees erupted in fire, colours faded in the storm that ensued . . "I have to let you let me go" . . I walked over the edge and into the void without looking back, knowing if I did, it would change everything . . grey . . "come in" . . "your next patient is here, doctor" Naira barged in, face flushed, her concern clear as daylight . . "well why don't you show them in" I smiled at her, aware of the long night that stood ahead, looking forward to the possibilities it held

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2020-04-02 09:59:08

Like smell of freshly brewed coffee in the morning, Like sweet lullaby the moon sings to me; Like the scent of old books clinging to my mind, like the sweet pain of my first heartbreak residing in my heart though not enough kind; Like the sound of rain amusing my soul, like the muddled feeling of holding onto either the pieces of memories or whole; Like the first ray of morning sun kissing my cheeks, like how the beacon of hope from the window peeps; Like the gust of wind swirling across the universe, like in the approaching dusk how scintillating stars converse; Like all the reveries of love flowing through my head, like the grandeur of blood stains on the ruffled bedspread; Like the chirping birds singing in unison, like the skies celebrating some special occasion; I promise you shall remain my favourite muse. #bemypoetry #npwmwordsofworth #wordsofworth #poetrycommunity #nationalpoetrymonth #poetryisnotdead #poetic #poemsdaily #poetryislife #poets #poetsofinstagram #napowrimo2020 #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #writing #tpoetryapril #writingcommunity #instawriters #igwriters #instapoet #instapoetry #instagood #herheartpoetry #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #wordsporn #wordsmith #writersclub #poemsindia #poetrygrapevine #poemsofinstagram

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2020-04-02 09:40:46

जगह नहीं है और डायरी में ये ऐशट्रे पूरी भर गयी है. भरी हुई है जले-बुझे अधकहे ख़यालों की की राखो-बू से ख़याल पूरी तरह से जो के जले नहीं थे मसल दिया या दबा दिया था, बुझे नहीं वो कुछ उनके टुर्रे पड़े हुए हैं बस एक-दो कश ही ले के कुछ मिसरे रह गए थे! कुछ ऐसी नज़्में जो तोड़ कर फेंक दी थीं उसमें धुआँ न निकले कुछ ऐसे अश’आर जो मिरे ‘ब्रांड’ के नहीं थे वो एक ही कश में खांसकर, ऐश ट्रे में घिस के बुझा दिए थे.. इस ऐशट्रे में, ब्लेड से काटी रात की नब्ज़ से टपकते सियाह क़तरे बुझे हुए हैं.. छिले हुए चाँद की त्राशें, जो रात भर छील-छील कर फेंकता रहा हूँ गढ़ी हुई पेंसिलों के छिलके ख़यालों की शिद्दतों से जो टूटती रही हैं.. इस ऐशट्रे में, हैं तीलियाँ कुछ कटे हुए नामों, नंबरों के जलाई थें चाँद नज़्में जिन से, धुआँ अभी तक दियासलाई से झड रहा है… उलट-पुलट के तमाम सफ़्हों में झाँकता हूँ कहीं कोई तुर्रा नज़्म का बच गया हो तो उसका कश लगा लूं, तलब लगी है ! ये ऐशट्रे पूरी भर गयी है..!! #poetrycommunityofig #hindipoet #hindishayri #hindilines #instapoetsociety #urdurekhta #urdupoetrypoint #hindiquotes❤️ #followme #urdupoetry #spilledinkpoetry #yourquote #mywords #instagram#instafollow ##hindipoetrylovers #hindipoetrylover #hindipoem #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #hindipoetrycommunit #hindipoetry #hindipoetryisnotdead #beyondthoughtshindi #hindipoetcommunity #poemsindia #hindiquotes #hindi #hindilove

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2020-04-02 09:14:00

When was the first time you realised that death was a sad thing? I can't paint pictures But I can paint my words With images and connections and smiles and reflections watching each image leave the place where it was formed like the mother bidding goodbye to her marrying daughter like the son performing the final rights of their dead parent like the bird watching it's baby falling while learning to fly And with each such moment I found death to be beautiful For the writer to let people watch every little detail of his mind's images For the mother letting go off her daughter and letting her become a new person For the son a new phase of being emotionally stronger For the baby bird to finally learning to fly and start living it's life. It was the death of an old image and the birth of a new one Yet their was a sadness lingering around it all the sadness that death brings the sadness that the loss of a person brings And in those moments in those words and images growing out of them i realised that ceasing to exist is not the only death But just the most noticeable one I realised that deaths are sad much more than the way Woolf romanticised them And much more than one thought it could be. -khushi017 Pc: @pinterest #poetsofig#poetsofinstagram#writer#writersofig#chaiaurchakallas#tripodstories#writersofinstagram#poetrycommunityofig#poetrycommunity#writerslife#bymepoetryindia#bymepoetryasia#bymepoetry#ttt#theanonymouswriter#spillforus#spilledink#tapeatale#kommuneity#mirchiscribbled#spillpoetry#poem#poemsindia#scribblersword#ipoemmythoughts#NaPoWriMo#NaPoWriMo×TRL

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2020-04-02 09:12:32

#NaPoWriMo Day 2 - Patterns ~ (Swipe Left) #thealiporepostpoetrymonth . . . . . #poetrycommunity #poetsofig #writersofig #writersofinstagram #writer #writingcommunity #poetryisart #poetrycommunity #wordswithqueens #love #lovepoetry #patterns #poemsindia #poets #artists #authors #youngwriters #deadpoetssociety #buttonpoetry #books #bookstagram #poetrychallenge #poetrytribe

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2020-04-02 09:05:26

'Failing': What are our worlds, if not pretence finding its way back to reality and reality melting with pretensions but they are, as we all see and still not register; failing. At some point, love and happiness go into hiding and whoever told you that they both go hand in hand, was wrong. The sky is a magnificent shade of blue today, the sunlight is streaming through your window, people are locked up in their houses and birds are singing like it is their last day but you fail to notice. You fail to notice because you have turned weary, trying to find an answer to this existance, wondering if this emptiness that has lately built a home in you, would ever go away. You fail to notice the life blooming around you because the flowers you once planted in yourself, are at the verge of dying while you force yourself in this forced solitude, so long, that it made you believe that it wasn't forced, anymore. You've stopped reaching out to people because they don't respond. People don't respond because they are afraid of responsibilities that reaching out might bring and they too, are afraid of failing. The old lady who lives at the end of the street, stays awake at nights, waiting for her love to walk in through the door. She has been waiting for four years and seven months now. But, he failed her. Your heart pumps emptiness more than it pumps blood and tell me, haven't you waited for love, same way the lady did, even if it was from your own self? So hold on. For this night, is going to be a long one. The stars would sing you to sleep when your poems would crawl up your neck, depriving you of the one thing you've been struggling to do anyways- breathing. And I won't be able to reach out because I would be subconsciously waiting for the text I never received. So please, extend your hand, even if they are shaking out of unfamiliarity. I promise to take it. I swear, I am afraid of failing too but I am more afraid of failing life. So trust me, when I say you deserve someone who takes your hand and pulls you out of the home without a home you have built for yourself. Someone who sees you smile and compares it with Van Gogh's sunflowers. (Continued in comments)

365
2020-04-01 18:54:37

#musings #wrirings #personalblog #blogger #shortesttaleofwords #bymepoetryasia #globalwordsmiths #scratchedstories #bymepoetryindia #bymepoetryfeaturedpoet #poets_community #thewritersturf #poetrynetworking #bymepoetryasia #bymepoetryindia #poetry_community #shortesttaleofwords #globalwordsmiths #scratchedstories #bymepoetryaustralia #thewritersturf #globalagepoetryfeature #globalagepoetry #poetry_community #bymepoetryfeaturedpoet #thewritersturf #globalagepoetry #bymepoetryindia #poemsporn #poetryslam #poetrygrapevine #poetsofinstagram #poetsgasm #writers_den_ #bleedingsoulpoetry #herheartpoetry #poemsindia #silverleafpoetry #doortooursouls #writerstag #writersnetwork Follow @theinkedthoughtstrail for more.!

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2020-04-01 11:27:43

Picture: Guelgram Let the poetry month begin.! #silverleafpoetry #napowrimosilverleaf #musings #wrirings #personalblog #blogger #shortesttaleofwords #bymepoetryasia #globalwordsmiths #scratchedstories #bymepoetryindia #bymepoetryfeaturedpoet #poets_community #thewritersturf #poetrynetworking #bymepoetryasia #bymepoetryindia #poetry_community #shortesttaleofwords #globalwordsmiths #scratchedstories #bymepoetryaustralia #thewritersturf #globalagepoetryfeature #globalagepoetry #poetry_community #bymepoetryfeaturedpoet #thewritersturf #globalagepoetry #bymepoetryindia #poemsporn #poetryslam #poetrygrapevine #poetsofinstagram #poetsgasm #writers_den_ #bleedingsoulpoetry #herheartpoetry #poemsindia #silverleafpoetry #doortooursouls #writerstag #writers_den_

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2020-04-01 06:30:48

This is in exchange for all the calls I never made to my ex bestfriends. Ex best friends turned lovers Ex best friends turned strangers ALLL of the ex best friends category. HELLOOO Where are you How are you how are your friends I've started liking garlic do you like cabbage now do you like the sex better now heyyyyyy Ex best friend My magnificent, light-up-the-room, murder-the-men smile has never been called so ever since you left. It often talks to me, asks for reasons why, why it doesn't see you when it shows up, why no one else has ever treated it the same way, why aren't you here. There's a gulp in my throat and a knock in my chest. The smile, the gossip, my heart beats are all asking for your address. They've been waiting so long to perform for you. They don't feel as important, as appreciated, since you. Ex bestfriends. Where are you. There's a line of guys waiting at my door and I'm waiting for your validation. For you to point out all the red flags presented to me as red origami roses. For someone to see the logic behind the magic. You know I'm a head over heels, handspring, double flip kinda gal and you are the leash. The gravity. I keep feeling as if I've broken my limbs and I'm floating away, lost, far far away. I don't know how to find you. Ex bestfriends Where are you How did we end up in the same places we started? I have been nurturing seeds of insecurities since before we met. The day the last of you left it rained for a week straight. Today it's a forest full of vines and thunder. I feel too small to weed out the indifference. I miss when it used to be our playground. You'd step on every weed which would rise up screaming self doubt, a jump on every unnecessary apology, we'd dance all over the insecurities. And laugh. Ex bestfriends I know we kinda stepped over each other too and we called for a time out but never to come back again. Ex bestfriends Where are you I cried myself to sleep for three days not knowing who to talk to. Craving for a sense of purpose, moreover a sense of belonging. And I'd think of all the times I had your arms around me to remind me I'm okay. (Continued in comments)

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2020-03-30 22:14:45

"Darling please don't cry" #celestialtruceprompts There's no love bigger than a parent's love for their child. There's no pain bigger than losing them to death. Of all the things we take for granted, the saddest is the time we don't spend with the ones who love us unconditionally! Picture taken from my balcony on 30.03.2020 at 7:07 p.m. #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #writersnetwork #poetsofinstagram #authorsofinstagram #poems #poetrycommunity #lovepoems #poets #hearttalk #poets_community #untwineme #bybtpsfeatures #writersandpoets #wordporn #heartofpoets #skyphotography #originalphotography #writers #terriblytinytales #thescribbledstories #shortstories #subtlepoetz #bymepoetryindia #globalagepoetry #herheartpoetry #flowergirlpoetry #thesoulstory #poemsIndia