My Canvas is spilled with the colours of your smile
The arteries carries the memories for miles
Your voice note paints my daily pages
Your notifications used to be my alarm tone
Your chat box was my favorite place to stay in
You are a grip in my heart
Couldn't loose even when it hurts to hold
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 6:01 PM UTC
It whispers in my ears push away my fear
You do not require someone to hear
Hide your darker lights;
The quiet shouts;
Weeped laughs;
You are the flawless imperfection
Hold the hands and let the shine enter
Be an unproven theory
No one can validate your unknown pages
Be an unparalleled square
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 5:39 PM UTC
Mind weaves the thread over the stories of our books
It inks those chapters indifferently
The envision are the same days like two sides of a coin
The untitled songs are sung when his hands hold me tight
I melt down in his sight
He leaves his smell on me
Which brights my smile
Her special days are his hand made gifts
Believing that my broken parts find way to his puzzled dreams
Answer the silent voice that always screams
He stamps every sand of my clock
I reserve his seats for my future destinations
You are the constant of my perishing life.
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 5:38 PM UTC
I get lost when I see a smile on my mom's face
It's a rarest sparkle which a gem could not compete
I get lost in the darkness of my home when she leaves for work
I try to do things on my own
But I get lost in the mess I made
I get lost in the warmth when I feel her arms around me
I get lost in the tasty food she make and I like the way when it break
I get lost in the pile of dresses in searching them and savior's voice comes from the kitchen
I get lost in the pillow fight
Find myself when I am down from the cot
I get lost in the sneezy cold and my mom loses her sleep
Whenever I get lost she will find me a comfort
She got lost once when I lied
Even when no rules was laid
She believed
That I could get lost without her
But this time I got lost in love of someone .......,,,,
Oct 23, 2018
Oct 23, 2018 at 4:02 AM UTC
Love is a maze
You only know that you are in it
You can not find where , when, how,why it started or going to end.
Love is like ship in the ocean it may sink due to crew or
icebergs can break through
You can also meet your old friends loneliness , dark and silence
maybe sometimes new friends pain, wound and scar
Or joy, happiness and crazy.
Love is like a warm water
which may comfort in winter and make you sweat in summer
Love is like a slide
Hard to make but
Easy to break
Be a reason for someone's smile even when you can't make yourself smile .
Fighting with someone u love is like throwing stones on your own life.
:) Be good do good :)
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 8:34 AM UTC
To me human is one
There are no variations in gender
In order to decide what they should
-become
So, nobody should tender to say
YOU ARE A GIRL / YOU ARE A BOY
The advocacy rises there
When girls are restricted saying
It is as a men's work
The hard work
Is important rather than whose work.
The girls are not equal to boys
They are more precious than a man .
The physical appearance of man is there to protect
Not to suppress
I would like to express
That all men are directly dependent on women .
I don't want to criticize or not say that women are not dependent.
I want the society to think that a girl
Is no more lesser than a boy
And she is not a mere you
Don't think we are silent ;
We are like lava in the volcano,
It will be overwhelmed one day
THAT TIME THE MYTH WILL TURN INTO ASHES
SO, SAVE YOUR VASES.
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 10:18 AM UTC
As the only child to my mother,
I felt the loneliness during
my holidays in my childhood.
Except me in my family
all others has siblings.
The loneliness made me a
talkative girl in my school
As I find friends only in my school.
My eyes will be wandering to get a
friend
of my own,' forever together' are the
words I wish to hear
To me the unfortunate doesn't come
in one's but in tens.
The life's turning point
For my mom I became the world to
her
So, the loneliness became the
only friend of mine.
"I am not alone " are the words
I keep on repeating to myself but
my heart is still beating to get friends.
Changes are the only thing that never changes in the world - But for me the
LONELINESS is the thing that never changes in my life.
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 12:39 AM UTC
Chalk is the symbol of life
which says our body is
just a dust at the end.
I am remembering my
school days with my friend.
The chalk in our hand
to act like a teacher in the front
of my class - Finally to the
principal's room we were sent.
The time I spent
with the chalk piece is an imprint
in my special moments of my life.
Life is like a chalk piece
The mistakes are the dust
To be dusted and the dust
Can also be transformed
Into a new chalk with a
Lesson from the old.
May 10, 2018
May 10, 2018 at 12:21 AM UTC