Poetry♥️

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For me-

Poetry is music,

And words are the beats,

On which my heart dance like a kid.

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Poetry is Words from the soul to the soul,

Irrespective of the gender or the caste or the religion in which they grow.

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Poetry is a feeling,

Language is just a standard,

To communicate with the restless hearts,

Wandering in the search of peace.

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Poetry is a glass of wine,

With every sip, I take out the trauma from the distressed mind.

With each sip I take, it solaces my psyche.

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Poetry is all of me filled with words,

It's the expression of my heart in those pieces and verse.

It's just like the blood running through my body,

Just the difference is- it bleeds on the piece of paper irrespective of the colour of its ink.

Sydän ♥️

Was it a distraction or destruction?

Being available for everyone,

Every time you filled their scars with your love,

What did you get in return?

Happiness or loneliness when it's your turn?

How do you feel for the hope you hoped for,

How you felt when disappointment waved love,

You know, it's difficult for you to accept it,

But, what's the meaning of life when things aren't messed a bit.

Does it hurts or your mind just goes numb,

When someone you love breaks you to the core?

Do you react or you prefer silence,

What makes you feel better when they treat you like a trinket- sunshine or darkness?

What will you do, when for the next time you see them?

Will you smile, will you hug or will you just ignore them like they never subsisted?

How will you feel if you will never be able to feel them again,

Will you keep growing or you will shatter yourself?

Will you answer me to every question I ask?

Or will you ignore me like every time, assuming me "the scrap"?

I want to know, I want to know because I don't want to get betrayed again,

How much will you break me in terms of listening to the brain?

You know I'm full of emotions yet you go for the brain,

I get weaker whenever you keep doing it again and again,

Speaking - Yours lovingly "sydän"(heart).

I knew Love exists!

It made me scream with a gash,

When someone kept asking me the notion of love.

How do I explain that it’s not at all easy to elucidate! 

Because we love who we love even if they drip us apart.

Little by little, they imprint the mark and then leaves us alone to fill the pang. 

We still reap up, we gather the broken pieces of our heart.

No complaints, we just sustain, that’s what the peoples in love do, they say.

I just smile and smile because I know there is no strategy to demystify that it’s not fortunate for them.

I knew love exists when they refuse to heed everything, opposing their love which is still killing them.

They clasp our hand saying they will never leave. 

They promise us to hold it until their last breath.

What happens to that hand when the time passes by. 

How does the hand with full of grip start freeing the clasp?

It commences leaving our hand slowly and slowly just like the sea sand from someone’s hand.

But then you say that everything needs time, some dilemmas will mend with passing time.

How should I decipher that the time has taken off!

They are not the same who once sworn to never leave your hand.

I saw all this but again I failed to demystify that the love they are waiting for is now never coming back.

I knew love exists when they waited for that one person from so long, and many of them are still waiting for that person who never showed up.

Sometimes... 💕

I felt the pain stabbing my heart with millions of memories.... memories of the people who  once taught me The  phenomena of forever and then I saw them  forgetting what they taught ...

I was sitting on a  bench on a dark night gazing the stars,  feeling lonely yet filled with  thousands of thoughts dancing around me scaring me with their existence... 

I closed my eyes took a deep breath and then just wrapped my hand  around my arms...  Pretty scared and lonely enough for the tears to roll  down from my eyes  through my cheeks giving me the awkward cold feeling which made me scare a little more...

Once again I just took a deep breath,  this time heartbeats  beating a little more faster than usual..  this time I tighten my grip around my arms a little more..  I gazed at those twinkling stars telling me that they are lonely yet happy..  telling me it's ok to walk alone  than walking with the people who don't even trust their own Shadows.. 

Stars signed me with the twinkle  that this is what life actually is...  teaching me that sometimes life will break you from the bottom to the edge...  maybe not every time but most often you will have to hug  yourself a little tighter..  Calming yourself... explaining your own soul that.. not every time everyone will be there around you to hold you..to take care of you...to tell you that everything will be fine...sometimes you will have to do it by yourself.. 

Arrows🏹

Who knows how long is forever. 

What if I die tomorrow. 

My heart hurt with arrow. 

Arrows which are made of sorrow. 

Attacked  by someone in a row. 

With intension  to overgrow. 

Am I a tree that falls by Windthrow?

No ,I will tackle it like a pro.

Assuming every arrow thrown was misthrow.

The Introverts ❤

Asking about their favorite thing is never a question. 

Reading books leads them to their own wonderful universe.. 

Being introvert will never harm them at all.. 

Coz knowledge they gained is sufficient for all.. 

You will never see them in the parties doing fun.. 

Find them in silent places you will see them with books and stuffs.. 

This is how the life of introverts work.. 

You will pay a lot for seeing the world, They will sit at home and will tour the world.. 

This is what the power of imagination is called.. 

Which is gift to self by reading a lot...

The Traveller

       

When someone is travelling a lottt

Have u ever asked them what are they really chasing for..?? 

Are they really just fond of nature? 

Or they are finding the answers which are not known by the peoples? 

Where do they go searching on those unknown routes... 

What do they find where no human goes!! 

What do they do when there's no path ahead? 

They explore the path with their own innovative ways.. 

That's what they learn from exploring ways.. 

They learn to find a perfect path of life by using their own brains.. 

My Imperfectly Perfect Match!❤

Yes! I found you, 

My dear, Imperfectly Perfect Match! 

Meeting eachother wasn't any of our plans.. 

We met! We met somewhere randomly.. 

We talked whole night and walked on those dark streets..!

I didn't expected that we will ever meet again... 

But I didn't knew Destiny Is good at playing it's game.. 

You were not so perfect.. Neither was I.. 

You were soo clear about me that I saw mirror of myself in your eyes!! 

You said me that I have flaws.. But you also said that my flaws made you fall in love with me!

You spoiled me with the truths and nurtured me with your Care.. 

You told me your darkest secrets and told about the times when you was completely scared.. 

You catched my feelings soo soon that you used to predict perfectly what I wanted to do next..

You helped me giving birth to the best version of me.. 

And I felt like you was the magician and I was your incredible magic!! 

I remember the time.. When I was completely broken.. 

You held my hands and brought me close.. 

You hugged me tight and wiped my eyes.. 

You didn't sympathize me.. You told me that I'll have to fight! 

You made me fight with the problems I have.. I know I wasn't alone.. I was having you behind my back! 

I really felt better fighting on my own.. 

You made me feel independent.. And that feeling was love.!

You knew I was crazy so I guess you was mentally prepared.... 

You knew I love adventurous troubles so you kept looking for one wherever we went.... 

You never stopped me for anything.. You saw me doing mess..

You loved me with my flaws.. You told me how my flaws suits on me like a Jewell..! 

You were always with me and always the kind of person who said, "go do what your heart says.. I'll handle what happens next"!! 

I loved the way you make things look..exactly perfect! 

Executing life is damn easy for you.. And you are best at handling problems by yourself.. 

I know you are just like me the messy mess.. 

But Without you.. I would have never found myself!! 

Little late.. But thank god you came.. 

I can't say in words how much you mean to me...My imperfectly perfect pair! 



    

We are the creation of God

Welcome to the world where girls are raped. 

Hello to the peoples who judge girls by their face

The hell u think that's really great!!?

Let me tell You "Shame on you" on your face!!

What do you think You really are?

What do you think we girls are for?

Do you really think we are the toy with the key on the back?

That you can make us move whenever u want?

For all the boys who thinks doing such things gonna make you look cool,

Just go and think twice the definition of Cool.

No! playing with a girl is not gonna make you cool,

just you are showing how fucked up are you!

No boy, we girls are not the Item song,

Which you can rock and roll on the tunes you want.

We are the melody, we are classic, we are harmony and we are the folks,

which can mend your hearts and nourish your soul...

We are not the puppet, we are not your stooge,

We are the bold and beautiful Creation of God,

He made us with care, don't know how many formulas he has used!!

We are imperfect but still perfect💖,

I know We have flaws but we are still Flawless!

Oh, we wear short skirts, we wear a tight dress

We don't do this to see your jaw drop,

Hell! we don't want your number rates.

We are beautiful, beautiful and beautiful and we dress it for ourselves...

Peoples shows us our faults..dear society, why don't you change the perspective of men towards women??!!

Why do you always expect a female to be Sane?

Why do you think being insane is not good for me and myself?!

If I want I'll stay insanely insane.. I'll travel wherever I want, I'll sit in my own comfortable way!

You have no right to judge me by my face..

Oh! if you do so..I'm not at all sorry to say, "Chuck it babe, you are not the piece of my cake!"

Yes, We have the rights to live the way we want,

Minding your own business is not gonna harm you at all!

It's not gonna cost you anything to treat us good,

If you can't do that just, "Fuck Off Mr.Cool!"  

Yeh zindagi ajeeb se baat hai... ❤

Yeh zindagi ajeeb si baat hai.. 

Yeh kisi se baatein chand pal ka sath hai.. 

Dil k gehraiyon me aaj bhi chipe kuch tumhare khaab hai.. 

Dhund kar dekho toh aaj bhi vo tumhare dil me aabaad hai.  

Yeh zindagi ajeeb si baat hai... 

Reet purani hai jo aaj bhi chal rahi hai k iss zindagi k safar me khudgarz vo bhi hai jo khud k liye sochta hai.. Aur khudgarz vo bhi hai jo dusro k bhale k liye unko chodta hai.. 

Chuno tum koi bhi rasta.. Khudgarzi ka nishan tumhare charitra ka mehtaab hai.. 

Yeh zindagi sach me ajeeb si baat hai... 

Tum kaho toh zindagi p raaj tumhara hai..haar maan li toh duniya maauth k kuo ka mela hai..

Samazlo ki jeeta aur haar tumhare haath ka gulaam hai... 

Yeh zindagi ek ajeeb se baat hai... 

Lamhe kuch pal ka sath hai.. 

Aaj kisi k liye tu sab kuch aur kal tu kisi k zindagi me bas ek nishaan hai.. 

Tu kya jaane Bhavnaaye bikne lagi hai aaj kal bazaar me.. 

Khareed lenge log jarurat padne par..lekin iss baar usse sambhal k rakhenge kyuki unhone uske liye ginne kuch daam hai.. 

Yeh zindagi ajeeb se baat hai..