This poem is about the connection between Allah and man.It depicts that how a man talks to Allah in loneliness.
Migraine is type of headache which leads to severe issues in body.Its symptoms,causes,types and treatment are discussed below.
In chess,pawns are the weakest,most expendable pieces on the board, yet when they finally reach the end of the board, they can become a queen; the most powerful piece by far.
I yen to be a bird.I want to be caring and loving too like birds.I want irenic environment among humans like birds I want to learn art of conscientious like birds.I want to rip my prey into pieces like birds
A devious compulsion pulls away from you, a stranded, bewildered, me.Standing among the deserted, confused lands;I have none to call but thee.
"Men are humans. And I am not a man." "Men are polite. And I am not a man." "Men are not cruel. And I am not a man." "Men are not selfish. But I am not a man." "Men can bow down like a flexible twig. But I am not a man." "Men are men. But I'm not a man"
If only our regrets were clots of spoilt cream,Dissipating into the coffee-blackness of our mind.But alas! Regret is no waning steam.It claws at us in our dreams, puts us in a bind.We never cease saying farewell to our ghosts of past.
NASA has sent perseverance rover to Mars on 30 July 2020.This rover is sent for checking oxygen,living conditions and other research purposes etc.It will land on 18 February 2021
Now a days, love is just like a fancy hobby or a viral game, everyone wants to do it. Everyone has their own corrupted version of love and this first sight thing is exactly what I am talking about. Love never comes handy and its not quick too.
Time doesn't stay forever. With hope One day everything will be better. This piercing troublesome will surely end one day. He didn't know that how would it happen. But he still believed. He still believed that a sunrise is waiting for him. Every night, before his eyes were closed, his
The thought of holding onto our fragments is nothing more than a haunting dream. As I play your sweet symphony in repeat, the singing becomes much more silent after each loop.
The funniest people! Well, talk to them about their lives. You'll come to know that they actually are the people with most painful past. They may seem cool and funny outside, making everyone laugh with their jokes on point but inside, they have the deepest scars, fighting every problem.
The letters i wrote to her, all came back without replies and the postcards all went missing. I kept waiting for her to return one day and see that I am still there where she left me. But she doesn't. She just vanished as if she were never here with me.
I remember everything.From the way, you would jump and hold my hand even tighter when too many guys were around.The way you would smile and talk more than you ate whenever we had meals together.
Sometimes it happens. While turning the pages of the book of feelings, life stops at a certain page. Totally unseen. Which you never knew existed there. You come across a point when you feel empty. No happiness, no sadness, just a wave of emptiness.
It's been a long time since we met, Ah, you came to me with so many promises,hopes, ideas,opinions, experiences and yes, ad-vices to keep and give as well. You were like that acceptance letter we always wait for, but it's been so long since we last met. You have changed a lot.
"I don't like fat girls," my crush says to me As I awkwardly smile on the outside When he utters the word "fat" As if I didn't know what that awful word meant.On the inside, my heart is dragged to hell and back
loneliness is an illusion, it isn't caused by the absence of people but rather the disjointed pieces within ourselves,the piece that wants to create but doesn't.
There's a world where i live in.Then there's a world where I live in.A world within world, where all my deepest desires and my darkness reside..an abode so twisting and mystifying yet so serene and tranquil at times..
A journey of finding some painless ends ,now shatters my soul like a curse forever. That bye forever.
_“All those who wander in the darkness seek the light, but when they reach the light, they turn away their eyes from the blinding glare.”_
Story of this part is that, every time I wonder, 'do I even find what I seek? And what exactly have I been seeking? Coming here time and time again only to leave empty handed,' I lost sight of my wish._
Mistakes taught lessons of life.How buried seeds burst and ripe. Life is not always only dark night.But every dark brings more bright.
As your name was hissed. The whistling wind reminded, How much of you I missed. A tear heavy of guilt fell slowly, Its leashes I pulled before one eyed. All the hefty dreams, Razed. Gone to dust, I realised.
Delusions is a fixed and false belief that conflict with reality.It is often considered the part of psychotic disorders. This may occur along with hallucinations, which involve perceiving something that isn’t really there, like hearing voices etc.
Time is not stopping us now from calling our friends, texting our beloved teachers, praying for the loved ones who are not with us, finding the ones with whom we're not in contact anymore. Time is not making hurdles my friend, but we are. Time is just passing by,as it always did and will always do.
This part of the limbo is same every time, a bit of clearing in the woods, under a big old black sacra blossom tree i wake up; onward on the trail that leads to inner depth of the forest, there's a silhouette with a mystic aura, it always greets me.
The ringing of a mobile, I keep hearing it and then when I pick up the mobile,there is no missed call. I keep staring at it,checking the call log but the last call I received was a month ago.I check for the text messages.But there is none from my contacts other than the sim company whose sim I use.