A mandatory feeling, Experienced by all. Starts with adolescence, Yet differs from early to late. The gradual changing period, Gifts us many legacies. Maturity sense of selection, differentiation of good

Admirable,appealing,monotheistic religion originated in Mecca in 7th century,1439yrs ago which spread all over the world like forest-fire.The reason was its clear & logical principles.Its founder was

Are we really independent? A single day arrives in a while, Professed as 'independence day'. A day for performing formality, Of remembering those who fought & died for nation. The only day of celebration

A phenomenon creeped in centuries before, But reaching on its peak nowadays. Started by some felons, & suffered by all. In spite of secular & religious tolerant constitution. Changing mindset,

Since childhood till yet, From innocence to maturity, Window-seat remained my constant love. Sometimes it entertained me, sometimes taught, But sometimes helped me to fade in the world of imaginations.

The calm, lonely night creeped in stealthily. It was almost midnight, but eyes are still wide-awake. I sat beside my window, in that loose gown. It seems bright moon smiling at me, Mild, gentle breeze

** dear friends steemian italic Sometimes it's hard for me to say something ,, that I want to disclose ,, no need other people ,, just you and me ,, and the outdated streetlight ,, close the gate ,, until

she is the soul in my body ! Steepshot IPFS IOS Android Web

she walked in your life and she changed everything. i was present for two years and never changed your mind. it just goes to show people can know you for five minutes and change everything. fuck me. i

when they expect creativity, you drown in it. and then lose it. allison mcnary @thepoet5280

when she thinks of her future, you don't cross her mind. and she is okay with this. you, are not. when she was yours, you did not care. when she was not yours, you couldn't understand. she wasn't coming

Muhabat Aisa darya hai K Barish Rooth bhi jaiy to Pani kam nahein hota (Poet: Amjad Islam Amjad)

your actions pushed me away every time. your addictions came through every time. your heart break pushed me away. your selfishness drove me mad. don't you know how long i tried to fix you? did you not

she never had anything nice to say, but she spoke all the time. she had too much confidence to the point it made her ugly. she provoked her body daily. but she accepted that for herself. for no one got

evil was not in her soul, it was in her bones. she once walked in light, her hands touching nature and spreading white. she knew how to talk to her mother nature, begging her to make her walk of the light

he lied to me. he kept lying to me, to keep me near. the worst part of this tale, is i knew what was happening. and allowed it. i let him see me weak, fragile, emotionless and dark. i allowed you to care

My Love For You I love you with my heart I love you with my soul I know you don’t believe in me but trust me for I know my love is deep my love is true and it will never fade so tell me now and tell me

-i secretly in love with you- You give enough reason to smile each day having your around makes my day smooth and easy hmmn, i don't know how it happened i think, i'm in love with you. i just i'm falling

Gosto do seu jeito, de como falar comigo, queria que soubesse que a tempos venho te namorando mesmo sem você saber, amo teu cheiro, adoro quando me abraça, sempre que estou só me imagino dentro do teu

In the gust of flavor that drains the entire curtain On the grace of dry foliage meranum waved woefully I fell into oblivion across the barren stretch of sorrow Beautiful unspeakable beautiful blessings