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Thoughts of a Juvenile
Words are sharper than knife they say. Yes it is true. Some perfectly moulded good words can both make and break a heart easily. A poem is a group of such perfectly moulded words given wings to fly. They fly through the mind and heart easily. A hobby is an activity we do to express ourselves, our beliefs and our thinking. For example through drawing, dancing, singing, etcetera. Writing a poem is one of such hobbies. Here words are used. These words and messages are far more twisted. A poem hits the mind, a good poem hits the heart. Thoughts Of A Juvenile is just a collection of my poems.I started writing poems when I was 8. I may not be a great writer. But yeah I write to express. There have been times for me like many other teenagers where I thought I was lost and helpless. There have been good times too. I'm standing on the edge of teenage now, telling you that you can survive this. You can survive everything. All you need is to find your strengths. There are sad nights and then there are mornings full of opportunities. Don't give up. I'm here and I'll always be here. Whenever you feel down just remind yourself "Be stupid". Go out in public and the eat the food you like alone, ask out your crush, flirt like there's no one watching, dance like a ghost has possessed your body, prank people, have a little chat with the nerds you know. Surviving is an art not many can master. Be a Master. There are mistakes in this book and I tried my best to correct them. But couldn't correct them all. I would really love to receive reviews and criticism. Vote if you like it. Comment your views. And follow for more poems. Add it to your reading list or library.Complete
تۆڵەی پـــۆڵا
دوو عـــەشیرەتی گەورە هەن عـــەشیرەتی (هەڵۆ و ئەشرەت) لانە کچی تاقانەی سەرۆک عــەشیرەتی هەڵۆ چارەنوسی دەگۆڕیت کاتیک برا گەورەکەی علی کوڕی گەورەی سەرۆک عــەشیرەتی ئەشەرت دەکووژیت لانە چی دەکات کاتێک دەدریت بە کوڕی بچوکی عـــەشیرەتی ئەشرەت کە ئەویش لەبری خویــن لانە&پۆڵا یەکەم چێرۆکەمە لەهەر هەڵەیەکم ببورن 🖤Complete
نازەنین
ڕابردووم لە شەوێک کە ئەستێرە و مانگی ون کردبێت ڕەشتر و تاریکتر بوو.... دروستکەری بەرگ:@SOZY_73 دەستپێک: ڕۆژی دووشەمە ٧/٧/٢٠٢٥ 🔴داڕشتن و و نوسین و بیرۆکەی ئەم چیرۆکە بە تەواوی بۆخۆم دەگەڕێتەوە بەهیچ جۆرێک مافی بردنیت نیە
"خــــــــةَمُـــــــــے وٌ خْـــۆشــةَوِ یـــسْــتِـــيِ"
"خــــــــةَمُـــــــــے وٌ خْـــۆشــةَوِ یـــسْــتِـــيِ" . . . . . نوسینەوەی ھەستەکانم لەسەر وەرەقەیەکی بێ گیان.. - ڕۆحی بەخشی بە یاداشتەکەم! . . . فرمێسکە مردووەکانم لەسەر ڕومەتەکانم... - زیندوو بوویەوە بە کوێر کردنی چاوەکانم! . . . لێدانە ھێواشەکانی دڵم.. - تۆ ھۆکاری بۆ مانەوەی ڕۆحم لە دڵمدا! . . . گەڕان بە دوای تۆ و مانەوە لە پێناو تۆ.. - خەریکە لاواز ئەبم و لە جێگاکەمدا گیان ئەبەخشم لە بەر نەبوونی تۆ. Writer:_J1kook_ Start:3/DECEMBER/22 Saturday End:mystic!
"THE ONE" {poetry.passion}
Date: 16.04.2020 Poetry is my passion and my pleasure. I write the verses either English or Urdu; whenever I got a specific mood 😋 This is the collection of some of my creativeness.... I hope you LIKE it or maybe LOVE it(who knows) ... 😍😎Complete
قـ'ـژ ڕە'ـش 𝟭
هـەڵـەبـجەی شیـرین،ئەوکاتەی بـۆ یەکەمینجار چاوە سەوزەکــانی بە چاوە رەشـەکانی شـادبوو!لە شاری هەڵـەبجەبوو،کاتـێک کەوتـنە نێو ئاویـنی یەکدی،لە هەڵـەبجەبوو،ئەو شــارەی بووە هـۆی ئەوەی خۆشەویـستییان بۆ یەکدی سەرهەڵبدا ت! ئەویــنێکی پڕاوپـڕ لە هیـوا و هەســت چۆنـە!تەنها سەیرکردن بەبێ گفتێـک یان پەیوەندی جەستەیی. نـوسەر:نـیـ'ـان 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟰/𝟭𝟭/𝟵__𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱/𝟰/𝟭𝟳 وەرزی یـەکەم. سێـیەمـین بەرهەمـم.Complete
WHEN THE RAIN FORGOT TO FALL
I wrote this because I needed to survive it. Because there are some feelings too big for silence. Some heartbreaks too heavy to carry alone. This isn't fiction. This is my heart, broken open and rearranged into verse. "I saw you standing where the sidewalk curves, and suddenly my chest knew different words." - That's how it started. A glance. A stranger. A feeling I couldn't ignore. "You said we needed to talk. Those five words, I knew. I already knew." - And that's how it ended. Not with fire. With silence. I won't tell you that time heals all wounds. I won't say everything happens for a reason. I won't pretend heartbreak makes you stronger. But I will show you that: You can survive what you think will destroy you. You can break and still become beautiful. You can love someone and lose them and still be whole. You can be your own happy ending. I wrote these poems with tears on my face. I wrote them on good days when I forgot to hurt. Every word is something I actually felt. Every line is a moment I actually lived. "You are not broken. You are breaking open. And that's where the light gets in." - That's what this taught me. That's what I hope it gives you, the comfort of knowing you're not alone.Complete
JJK|| ﮼پاسەوانەکەم ✓
نـــــوســـەر| بــــانـــە ڕاچێڵ| بەڵام ئۆپا من خۆم دەتوانم ئاگاداری خۆم بم پێویستم بە پاسەوان نییە " بە تووڕەیی و ناڕەزاییەوە" جیمین| ببورە خۆشەویستم بەڵام ئەمە هەمووی بۆ سەلامەتی تۆیە " بە هێمنی" - - "ڕفێندرام ئازاردرام بۆ هەمووشتێک زۆرم لێکرا بەزۆر هاوسەرگیریم کرد کچێنیم لەدەستدا و مناڵێکم هێنایە دوونیاوە بە زۆر ، لە لایەنی تۆوە هیچ ڕێگایەک هەیە بۆ خۆشویستنی و لێخۆشبوونی ؟" -#Kurdishstory 1 Started| 10/10/23 End|1/2/23Complete
Words are sharper than knife they say. Yes it is true. Some perfectly moulded good words can both make and break a heart easily. A poem is a group of such perfectly moulded words given wings to fly. They fly through the mind and heart easily. A hobby is an activity we do to express ourselves, our beliefs and our thinking. For example through drawing, dancing, singing, etcetera. Writing a poem is one of such hobbies. Here words are used. These words and messages are far more twisted. A poem hits the mind, a good poem hits the heart. Thoughts Of A Juvenile is just a collection of my poems.I started writing poems when I was 8. I may not be a great writer. But yeah I write to express. There have been times for me like many other teenagers where I thought I was lost and helpless. There have been good times too. I'm standing on the edge of teenage now, telling you that you can survive this. You can survive everything. All you need is to find your strengths. There are sad nights and then there are mornings full of opportunities. Don't give up. I'm here and I'll always be here. Whenever you feel down just remind yourself "Be stupid". Go out in public and the eat the food you like alone, ask out your crush, flirt like there's no one watching, dance like a ghost has possessed your body, prank people, have a little chat with the nerds you know. Surviving is an art not many can master. Be a Master. There are mistakes in this book and I tried my best to correct them. But couldn't correct them all. I would really love to receive reviews and criticism. Vote if you like it. Comment your views. And follow for more poems. Add it to your reading list or library.
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