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  • Little piece from the first section ‘And then I met you’ of my new book ‘Homesick’. Get it on sale right now on Amazon for the next few days!! Hope you enjoy it. Love and light ❤️🕊
  • Little piece from the first section ‘And then I met you’ of my new book ‘Homesick’. Get it on sale right now on Amazon for the next few days!! Hope you enjoy it. Love and light ❤️🕊
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  • One thing that gives me hope is ______. ❤️ Fill in the blank. 😃 Words by @perrypoetry art by @flowsofly
  • One thing that gives me hope is ______. ❤️ Fill in the blank. 😃 Words by @perrypoetry art by @flowsofly
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  • Sad day 🙂
  • Sad day 🙂
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  • Song lyrics are an intricate and wonderful thing. It is an act before it is ever a sentence. It is a thought before becoming a feeling. A memory long after the pine. And perhaps some listen with their ears and some listen with their hands but a promise always vibrate from the heart. And I find quite often sound contradicts the lyric, the lyric contradicts the message as we contradict the meaning. It is mad like that. It is whole like that
  • Song lyrics are an intricate and wonderful thing. It is an act before it is ever a sentence. It is a thought before becoming a feeling. A memory long after the pine. And perhaps some listen with their ears and some listen with their hands but a promise always vibrate from the heart. And I find quite often sound contradicts the lyric, the lyric contradicts the message as we contradict the meaning. It is mad like that. It is whole like that
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  • Tell me that you'll miss me 
In the lanes you crossed
Ignoring all the red lights
Across the streets you wandered 
Aimlessly capturing the moments 
The shops you bargained in
While losing your heart to different colors 
And the clubs you lost 
Your favourite stilletoes in 
When we danced like neat whiskey in Gelncairn glasses. 
Promise me that you'll look for me
In the incomplete epilogues of Agatha 
Under a giant oak tree soaking the sun
In the scent of your morning coffee beans 
Inside the shimmering lights of Old Delhi 
On the transient stories of instagram
Or maybe while painting a canvas in the most overhyped café of your town. 
But here I am promising you that if you ever find me somewhere, it would be while 
Sipping tea in minus 15 degrees & 4570 metres above the ground 
Dancing on paper, with blood which is
blue in color 
On your lips when you murmur the lyrics of your favourite '90s song
Clicking selfies with slum kids in a remote village far away where Facebook doesn't exist
Celebrating diwali & cherishing Ramazan; enjoying satsang & respecting the Azaan
Being the first passenger at the window seat who got down at the last stop while you were busy cursing the commotion
Discussing the era of Kishore Kumar with the fruit vendor at on a railway station 
And yet, If I am not found 
Take a book & sit under your favourite tree as the sparkling rays of sun guide you through the lines, I will be found smiling through the words smelling of red carnations or take a hot water shower when you are exhausted of the day, I will be found drawing my universe drop by drop on your body and when you'll combing your hair in the mirror, it will be me who you will be staring at. 
by Fahad Ahmad Khan
(@themadcocoon)

A Poems India feature

#writersofindia #writersofinstagram #poets #poetrycommunity #hindilovers #hindilove #hindistan #urduposts #hindishayri
#poemsindia #poetry #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poem #writer #poems #poet #writing #poetryporn #poetsofig
  • Tell me that you'll miss me
    In the lanes you crossed
    Ignoring all the red lights
    Across the streets you wandered
    Aimlessly capturing the moments
    The shops you bargained in
    While losing your heart to different colors
    And the clubs you lost
    Your favourite stilletoes in
    When we danced like neat whiskey in Gelncairn glasses.
    Promise me that you'll look for me
    In the incomplete epilogues of Agatha
    Under a giant oak tree soaking the sun
    In the scent of your morning coffee beans
    Inside the shimmering lights of Old Delhi
    On the transient stories of instagram
    Or maybe while painting a canvas in the most overhyped café of your town.
    But here I am promising you that if you ever find me somewhere, it would be while
    Sipping tea in minus 15 degrees & 4570 metres above the ground
    Dancing on paper, with blood which is
    blue in color
    On your lips when you murmur the lyrics of your favourite '90s song
    Clicking selfies with slum kids in a remote village far away where Facebook doesn't exist
    Celebrating diwali & cherishing Ramazan; enjoying satsang & respecting the Azaan
    Being the first passenger at the window seat who got down at the last stop while you were busy cursing the commotion
    Discussing the era of Kishore Kumar with the fruit vendor at on a railway station
    And yet, If I am not found
    Take a book & sit under your favourite tree as the sparkling rays of sun guide you through the lines, I will be found smiling through the words smelling of red carnations or take a hot water shower when you are exhausted of the day, I will be found drawing my universe drop by drop on your body and when you'll combing your hair in the mirror, it will be me who you will be staring at.
    by Fahad Ahmad Khan
    (@themadcocoon)

    A Poems India feature

    #writersofindia #writersofinstagram #poets #poetrycommunity #hindilovers #hindilove #hindistan #urduposts #hindishayri
    #poemsindia #poetry #poetrycommunity #writersofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryisnotdead #poem #writer #poems #poet #writing #poetryporn #poetsofig
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  • this reminds me of my book ;)
  • this reminds me of my book ;)
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  • Humble..
#poems
  • Humble..
    #poems
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  • Update from me, 'Destiny' is no longer one woman now. 'Destiny' could be friendships I started and has gotten over with, it could be my life's love at the moment or it could be just about anyone. I promise to write fiercely and freely through every single moment of my life. I am saying goodbye to unrequited love, because now more than ever, I learned to love myself and take care of myself first. -Sky
  • Update from me, 'Destiny' is no longer one woman now. 'Destiny' could be friendships I started and has gotten over with, it could be my life's love at the moment or it could be just about anyone. I promise to write fiercely and freely through every single moment of my life. I am saying goodbye to unrequited love, because now more than ever, I learned to love myself and take care of myself first. -Sky
  • 1 1 2 minutes ago
  • Спускался вечер на Майдан.
Толпы веселый круг.
Ты плыл, и пел, и уставал
В сетях своих подруг.

Спускался вечер. Я цвела
На дальнем берегу,
Но дождь тяжелый как свинец
Все падал на траву,

Мелькают месяцы и дни.
Ты пишешь. Я пишу.
И это мы, а не они спешим.
Я так спешу!- Спешу доехать и доплыть,
Чтоб важное: в сто раз
Сильнее хочется любить
Тех, кто оставил нас,

Тех, кто прошел, как этот дождь,
За левый склон холма.
Сильнее хочется, ну, что ж..
Сильнее не смогла.

Спустился вечер. В Ялунгбей
Сияют фонари.
Прошу, подумай обо мне
На том краю Земли.

Kon Kolatos 3.10.17.

#Киев #стихи21века #стихи #стихиолюбви #poems #poemsoflove #kiev #Майдан #путешествиясгреком #путешествия #timetotravel #travelling #china #хайнань
  • Спускался вечер на Майдан.
    Толпы веселый круг.
    Ты плыл, и пел, и уставал
    В сетях своих подруг.

    Спускался вечер. Я цвела
    На дальнем берегу,
    Но дождь тяжелый как свинец
    Все падал на траву,

    Мелькают месяцы и дни.
    Ты пишешь. Я пишу.
    И это мы, а не они спешим.
    Я так спешу!- Спешу доехать и доплыть,
    Чтоб важное: в сто раз
    Сильнее хочется любить
    Тех, кто оставил нас,

    Тех, кто прошел, как этот дождь,
    За левый склон холма.
    Сильнее хочется, ну, что ж..
    Сильнее не смогла.

    Спустился вечер. В Ялунгбей
    Сияют фонари.
    Прошу, подумай обо мне
    На том краю Земли.

    Kon Kolatos 3.10.17.

    #Киев #стихи21века #стихи #стихиолюбви #poems #poemsoflove #kiev #Майдан #путешествиясгреком #путешествия #timetotravel #travelling #china #хайнань
  • 1 1 3 minutes ago
  • I write words that fit on a paper.
Words that form sentences.
Sentences that turn into lines. 
Lines that turn into understandings.
I get to explain my life and pain in ways I can’t speak. 
I tried to use these words to hurt like. 
Like you hurt me. 
But I’ve learned that when you hurt those you love. 
The hurt hurts you more. 
You can’t hurt someone you love without hurting yourself.
But you hurt me and got right back up. 
Left me bleeding these words on a page. ———————————————————
#losangeles #modeling #photoshoot #photography #photographer #art #poetry #poems #dt #explore #explorepage #losangeles
  • I write words that fit on a paper.
    Words that form sentences.
    Sentences that turn into lines.
    Lines that turn into understandings.
    I get to explain my life and pain in ways I can’t speak.
    I tried to use these words to hurt like.
    Like you hurt me.
    But I’ve learned that when you hurt those you love.
    The hurt hurts you more.
    You can’t hurt someone you love without hurting yourself.
    But you hurt me and got right back up.
    Left me bleeding these words on a page. ———————————————————
    #losangeles #modeling #photoshoot #photography #photographer #art #poetry #poems #dt #explore #explorepage #losangeles
  • 6 1 3 minutes ago
  • Un simple Sueño 
Just a Simple Dream.

A simple dream ...
The space that exists between the moon and the sun you are there. You are that sunset that makes me dream of eternal nights full of caresses and kisses, with eternal silences saved in a minute of passion and in the eternity of a kiss. In that space between the sun and the moon I keep you, so when I close my eyes I can dream of you.

#mayo515 
#poetasperdidos 
#poems 
#escritos 
#frases 
#poemas
  • Un simple Sueño
    Just a Simple Dream.

    A simple dream ...
    The space that exists between the moon and the sun you are there. You are that sunset that makes me dream of eternal nights full of caresses and kisses, with eternal silences saved in a minute of passion and in the eternity of a kiss. In that space between the sun and the moon I keep you, so when I close my eyes I can dream of you.

    #mayo515
    #poetasperdidos
    #poems
    #escritos
    #frases
    #poemas
  • 0 0 4 minutes ago
  • I don't know when that's what 
the person sees people 
will do about it.
thanks for having sex 
telling out more about sex 
than I thought.
  • I don't know when that's what
    the person sees people
    will do about it.
    thanks for having sex
    telling out more about sex
    than I thought.
  • 331 13 17 March, 2019
  • I have a thing for bittersweet. ☕
 How about you? 👻
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Hit like and follow for an adventure of torn words and reading tales🔥🔥🔥
Follow hash tag #ayushikaushalwrites
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  • I have a thing for bittersweet. ☕
    How about you? 👻
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    Hit like and follow for an adventure of torn words and reading tales🔥🔥🔥
    Follow hash tag #ayushikaushalwrites
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
  • 59 5 4 March, 2019
  • ~//broken~
Here's a thing about being broken
You search for pieces you once had, all random
You look to places you once went, alone and scared
Hoping to belong your pain, to something, anything.
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You scream with no noise.
You choke but hey! No dying.
You look lost, while you're in pain
And in no way one can figure that out.
You keep looking; comfort, beauty or home
But you find none.
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 Disappointed, hurting, you build a wall
A strong, rigid, reluctant wall.
You defy to have what's yours.
Because here's the thing about being broken
You think you deserve none
So you escape, hide, isolate and stay broken.
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Ayushi Kaushal
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Hit like and follow for an adventure of torn words and reading tales🔥🔥🔥
Follow hash tag #ayushikaushalwrites
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  • ~//broken~
    Here's a thing about being broken
    You search for pieces you once had, all random
    You look to places you once went, alone and scared
    Hoping to belong your pain, to something, anything.

    You scream with no noise.
    You choke but hey! No dying.
    You look lost, while you're in pain
    And in no way one can figure that out.
    You keep looking; comfort, beauty or home
    But you find none.

    Disappointed, hurting, you build a wall
    A strong, rigid, reluctant wall.
    You defy to have what's yours.
    Because here's the thing about being broken
    You think you deserve none
    So you escape, hide, isolate and stay broken.

    Ayushi Kaushal
    _
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    Hit like and follow for an adventure of torn words and reading tales🔥🔥🔥
    Follow hash tag #ayushikaushalwrites
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
  • 98 3 24 February, 2019