Who Will Replace Me In The Void You Left?

some poetry is Bad, some poetry is Good, but I think that maybe all poetry is good in it's own way. like, all the poems evoke some feeling or texture or something. you can read feelings through poetry. and it's good that way

मेरी सांसें चल रही है

तुम हो नहीं,

फिर भी

देखो ना सनम

मन में कितनी

बातें चल रही है

तुमको देखे बरसो हो गया

पर सनम

अब तुम ही बताओ

इन यादों का क्या करे ?

रूह तो मेरी है

पर कमबख्त सांसें

तो तुम्हारी चल रहीं हैं

Happiness comes from inside you,no one in this world can make you happy ,we all are dependent on someone to make us happy,either it's a partner or a a trip to LA

What if i need

Somebody to love?

Please tell

Will u will be

there at my worst?

What if i need

Somebody to love..❤

I know my baby

The whole world,

Even the destiny is

Going to against us..

I just need somebody

Like u to love❤

What if i need

Somebody to love?

Just answe me

Will u will be

There at my worst?

To give me

One more hug?

I just need somebody

Like u to love❤

I promise

That would not

Be the last

Although i know

I hurt you,

That was just

My fault..

Will u will.

Be forgiving

That thought ?

I just need somebody

Like u to love❤

Please tell

My baby

I know at that

Time the whole

World,will be

Against us..

But at last

I need somebody

Like u to love?❤

“The past can hurt. But the way I see it, you can either run from it, or learn from it.”

— Rafiki (via marijuanamodels)

Both eyes met but one for desperate other was looking like strangers

Sometimes we feel pain,sometimes we are in pain❤..

“one day you’ll realise you should have told her the truth. because you could have escaped and lived a long happy life together. yet you’re stuck in war you can’t win and the terrifying truth is you don’t know if you’ll ever see her again. and that breaks your heart. and the memories of her are all you have left but you broke her heart and you know she hates you for lying, for leaving, for loving her because she’s a solider made for war and you’re a betrayer. you’re meant to be enemies, it could never have worked. loving her was a death sentence, but it was one you would choose every time because life wouldn’t have been worth living without her .”

—  she was your death sentence but loving her made you want to live.//t.c

You said you never wanted to hurt me, but you hurt me the most