Is It Your Poetic Gaze, Those Damn Poetic Eyes, Or Just My Poetic Heart, The Very Reason Why Every Part

You say you wanna be pretty,

so the world would love you ,

so the eyes would admire you,

so the lips would discuss you.

But , my dear,

don't ever forget,

love of this world has become cruel.

You'll be a pretty little flower,

just to make them happy,

and all they'll do is

stare, pluck, smell and throw.

So honey,

better be a Venus flytrap,

beautiful in its own,

but nobody ever can

stare,

pluck,

smell,

and throw.

Sure they won't like you,

but trust me, it's better than

being left alone to wilt,

only because they thought

you were the prettiest flower

in the garden...

You know how that saying goes, "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all".

I feel like there is a desperate need to bring "if you have something nice to say, don't hesitate at all".

We often fail to realise that when you see something nice or pretty in someone, it's very important that you let them know in the most polite words possible. It's not that hard. If anything, it's the thing that comes most naturally to us social animals.

Most people deal with issues related to self image and sometimes it's important that they get to know how nicely people see them, without having to ask. It brings them out of their own mind.

You might think "oh my god their hair is so fluffy and wavy today i love it" and keep silent and all along they might be thinking that their hair looks wild and like an animal and they hate this much volume and they wish their hair had normal fluff. It's just an example, ykwim.

So if you think something is nice about somebody, who does not need to even be close to you, DON'T HESITATE AT ALL.

Most people never hesitate while being "brutally honest" but will hold every word back when there's something nice to say, cuz they wanna look cool somehow?? I never got that math.

There's no need to lie either, if you don't have anything nice to say, you can always say nothing at all.

But if you do, please for the sake of this world, let that person know. We never know how much someone might need that. And it will always keep the cycle running, of noticing nice things about others and IN TURN, YOURSELF. Cuz how can you hate something in yourself which you found really nice in someone else!

Let's make our society a kind and nice space.

If you have something nice to say, don't hesitate at all!

Amazing job Nits... You brought the prompt to life!🌃

Reflection of that Night

Shuffled songs playing in background,

While we looked at the canvas created of glistening tiny dimonds

Hands clasped together

A hint of rose kissed breeze soothing our bodies,

A night under the stars, just like a dream, no lust,

Just nerd talks and staring at the sky and each other

Moon's reflection seemed like artist's paint stroke

On the surface of silent water,

Just like nature's masterpiece on work

Moonlight illuminated everything in sight

One gaze at surrounding

Another glance in your eyes

No noise

No worries of another sunrise

Just a few words and talks left

Before we will be apart

We know what we want

But those pieces are gonna remain left

Like a puzzle with no intention to be resolved

Thanks Mauli ( @maulirajguru ) for these beautiful lines to write upon

"A night under the stars, just like a dream, no lust,

Just nerd talks and staring at the sky and each other"

Sorry lovie for being this late ...

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yes.yes.yes... maybe those who suffer because of their less desirable faces are the ones who build their minds in the most beautiful ways...Adversity is the mother of Beauty

“It’s rare to meet someone with a mind just as beautiful as their face.”

— Unknown (via thoughtkick)

Me too , me too.

i am an overly emotional unemotional clingy but distant private person who likes to overshare at any moment and i'm still trying to figure out how that works.

"Falling moon"

𝔻𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕠𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕣𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕪?

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖 𝕣𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕝𝕚𝕖 .

𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝕤𝕟𝕠𝕨,

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕒𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕥 𝕘𝕠,

𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕨𝕚𝕘𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕚𝕣,

𝔸 𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕚𝕣,

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕕𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕖 𝕚𝕥 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕚𝕟 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕥𝕤,

𝔸𝕤 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕝𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕒𝕥𝕤,

𝕎𝕖 𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕒 𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕨.

𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕚𝕥, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦.

True , so true , and sometimes those teachers mean more to you than they are expected to by the world.... The good ones are so underrated

getting compliments from teachers does blessings to one's self-esteem

Fire and Rage,

they're like a cage.

The one time they come,

and haunt you your whole life.

One glimpse,

it stays with you rest of your age.

You some friction,

and whole flames of fire

flash before your eyes,

burning you from inside...

Be a raw and wild

Poison ivy

in this field full of

sensitive little touch-me-nots.

Be a witch ,

to those who try to hurt your soul,

and trust me honey,

then on you'll be invincible.

Life's tough,

but so are you.

Tough time never last

but tough people do...

Why do some people make you sorry? Sorry, for ever speaking or thinking they are worth your time and energy...