🆅🅰🅻🅴🅽🆃🅸🅽🅾 ¸„.-•~¹°”ˆ˜¨ की दुनिया ¨˜ˆ”°

I love impulsive people. Those who live on sensations. Of emotions. I love people who improvise kisses, hugs, jokes and smiles... Who have something rare and precious.. Like spontaneity and sincerity of soul. They don't use a script to get around But they only use their heart...

@Dreamtrips_11 😁

Love is blind, yet my hands learn your truth.. like that whispered chat, imperfect yet intoxicating. Every touch reads what eyes miss. Flaws fade, warmth stays. Between words and skin, desire quietly grows… seeing without sight, feeling without doubt. #vss365

#vss365 Blind not by darkness, but by the echo of your light that refuses to fade. Captive not by walls, but by the hollow your absence carved and never left. In the shadows of love, I still trace your outline on empty air, as if memory could see what eyes no longer can. Your forever absence lingers louder than presence, a silence that grips tighter than touch. And I remain not waiting, not free, just quietly held in a love that stayed after you did not. #aperture_of_dreams #AbyssWithin

Trust me this princess isn't the pretties, not smartest. I've love handels bc I love food. And the age, yes it's old lady's age. But I've a heart. It beats. tries love. I've a soul & it can drift free. And this sounds like selling speech but that's just me.. 🤪👣

stars hide in #blind night threads of dark lost in veiled clouds hope carves its own light #vss365 #haiku

#vss365 #blind Blindly following rituals without understanding their meaning is futile. Similarly, reciting parroted spiritual texts without feeling is of no avail. Yet there are peculiar exceptions to the rule. When divine love consumes a soul in its delicious entirety all rules bend. Once a lover of God, sat reciting aloud, complex verses in his Beloved's praise, from a revered holy text. A pompous scholar puffed with pride in his own scholarship, scoffed at him. "Ha," he sneered, "Why waste your breath? Do you understand even one word of what you are so piously reciting?" The lover slowly opened his eyes which were like two drunken lotuses - annoying the scholar even more - and answered: "I have no need to understand it. My Lord for whom I sing understands it perfectly." Saying which he gently shut his eyes and resumed his ardent high-pitched singing. The scholar snorted. "You bhaktas are a mad lot." Laughter rang out from the glowing skies. #Writingcommunity #bhakti #devotion #scholarship

#WriteMap #steal armed with one moon and spears of stars night pillages, steals hearts #haiku #poetry #writingcommunity

#Vss365 Captured in the still of night A grain of my soul still hangs Where it gasped to grasp That spirit of yours A piece of you Flown away Out of Reach Somersaults & acrobatic Twists & turns My heart holds on In the dark precariously #Blind & stupid love, be maybe 🎨Maxim Maslennikov

#vss365 ✍ #so0ots #poetry Words crashing to a HALT — Apoplectic heart asks why? Interesting philosophies? Profound instructions? Elaborate practices? Dry explanations? Like a blind lust Without loving It'll be illness Cut off the I Put We for WEllness Simple Truth This Life IS 1

a #demure blind cow #accepted just as herself #love does speak and see all #languages and #colors always unconditional *#never expects in return, #love just gives #vss365 #writemap #haikuchallenge #haikufeels 5|7|5|7|7 #TankaThursday *#7WordsPoet #monoku

Rainbows to ashes Crowd no longer mum Permanently temporary Shameless lies undone Can't blind with jabber Can't bind with threats Your sins on video Pathetic marionnette #vss365 #2WordPrompt #inkMine #poetry

I was never #blind to light, only to the noise around it. The world kept shouting answers, while truth stood still, unheard. I closed my eyes one day, not to escape but to finally see. And in that silence, I found what sight had hidden: not darkness… but clarity. #vss365 #haiku

@FoxProse #FoxProse She seeks the simple
not diamonds, nor grand design,
but the quiet gravity of him Lust low, a beckoning tide,
brushing her thoughts in secret waves.
She aches in soft syllables,
a story unwritten between breaths. Need curls in her chest, warm and wild,

#vss365 #FoxProse @FoxProse #Blind to his ethereal stillness of gentle hands, for she seeks a romance where honey flows as golden nectar, a nocturnal metaphor streaming in the richest passion of dusty rose lips that are sticky sweet as London blue topaz and aquamarine, a kiss of intensity that one drinks!... Pinterest

Maybe you wouldn’t notice, but I carry a quiet weariness inside. I’m no storm-worn ship, just worn by small waves. They think my silence is peace. Yet memories echo like an old inn. I stand aside, reading my inner map... saving unspoken words in a hidden #bank within me. #vss365

woman in love is a forest carrying the spring

I called you forever, you answered in echo love felt like arrival, but moved like a shadow I held what was leaving, you kept what was hollow strange—how we ended, before we could follow #vss365 #WritingCommunity #poetrywriting

Good morning… A heart that stays gentle will never be without love. Have a lovely day…🤍 The Blue Dress —Hamish Blakely 🎨

Some prefer to linger at the bank with candle and a song, Some drift out to offer flowers to the tide. But those who dive into the darkest depths within Are the ones who truly find the shine.✨ ~ rev #vss365 #bank

With longing I taste the shape of your phrasing,
a quiet command resting beneath breath
You do not ask; you open,
and I arrive, willing as rain My voice loosens its knots,
spills warm across the page,
learning the grace of yielding
without vanishing There #Foxprose